This January I set a goal of
reading 150 books in 2018. This total is unprecedented for me, and about four
months in it’s still a bit too early to tell whether I’ll succeed. However, at
finishing three books a week, so far I’ve been able to stay on track.
One downside to reading at such
a pace is that if I’m halfway through a book and start disliking it, I feel
obliged to finish anyway or else admit the 50% I did read was a waste of time.
Fortunately, most of my books have been “keepers,” or at least weren’t books I
regretted reading once I’d finished them.
This lucky streak did not hold
true last week, where all three of my books were duds.
They Were Strong and Good is a book by Robert Lawson, an author I
enjoyed as a kid reading the historical fictions Ben and Me, Mr. Revere and I, and Captain Kidd’s Cat. These books are narrated by animals that follow
the exploits of historical figures: Most obviously Captain Kidd and his cat,
Paul Revere and his horse, and—before Pixar’s Ratatouille made it cool for rats to go around hiding in human’s
hats—Benjamin Franklin and a rather opinionated rodent. Lawson is also author
of the Rabbit Hill books; in fact,
he’s probably best known for these books, although personally I haven’t read
them.
They Were Strong and Good intrigued me because in this book Lawson
talks about his family and how they experienced American history—and were part
of it. It also had the benefit of being rather short, which was good because I
was running a bit behind this week. But its brevity turned out to be the only
positive thing I could say about this book.