When I was about ten my family
moved into a duplex with my grandma. One of its best features was that it had a
big backyard. One of the downsides to this feature was that the yard was not
fenced in, and therefore was combined with half a dozen other backyards to form
a sort of vast green space.
Due to some logistical issues my
family ended up living in my grandma’s basement for about seven months while we
waited for the previous occupants to vacate our side of the house. Perhaps
because of the cramped quarters, or perhaps because there was nowhere to store
it, my Dad set up our swing-set before we were even properly moved in.
The other neighbor kids had
started to think that we had built the “playground” for them. They would come
and use it all the time without asking. Some lady even brought her grandkids to
push on the swings. Not that we begrudged them using it (being new in the
neighborhood, I was desperate for new friends and was all too willing to share
my swingset with them), but my parents became concerned that someone was going
to get hurt—fall off the swing, for instance—and then because it was on our
property we’d be sued.
So, a fence went up. Actually, the
main reason for the fence was because we had dogs who were used to being left
outside in the summer. But the neighbors did not take it well, feeling that we
were “hogging the playground” to ourselves!
All of this reminded me of a
book I had read not too long before the move: Strawberry Girl. This novel by Lois Lenski was fairly well-known
when I was a girl, but recently I decided to reread it to see what my younger
self found so appealing.
Strawberry Girl is the story of Birdie Boyer, a young girl who
moves with her family to a rural part of Florida (“Floridy”--all of the dialog is written in vernacular, though surprisingly I didn't have any problem understanding it as a beginning reader). There they find
themselves neighbors to the Slaters, who immediately become antagonistic toward
the Boyers. The Boyers are everything the Slaters are not: Mr. Boyer is
hardworking and enterprising, Mrs. Boyer is kind, and the children are all obedient.
They’ve bought their property in hopes of raising strawberry and orange crops.
The Slaters are led by the
father, Sam, who is an alcoholic who lets his family live in squalor rather
than put any effort into making a living. Nominally a family of “cattlemen,”
the Slaters don’t even feed their cows, letting them roam wild throughout the
country instead.
This immediately causes friction
between the Boyers and Slaters, as the Boyers’ crops keep getting trampled or
eaten by the Slaters’ animals.
This book is actually pretty
tense, and Lenski doesn’t gloss over the brutality of some of the things that
happen. For instance, some of the older Slater boys get the school closed by
beating the teacher to a pulp so bad that he later skips town.
I was also pretty impressed with
how fleshed out the characters were. Birdie isn’t a goody-two-shoes, but rather
struggles with her own prejudices and even hatred. One of the Slater kids,
Jefferson Davis “Shoestring” Slater, is a very interesting character: though he
often mimics the coarse heartlessness of his father, several times Birdie sees
past this act into the life of a lonely, ashamed, neglected boy. The adult characters
are also well-rounded, with Birdie’s father dealing with his own issues of
temper as Sam Slater continues to needle and take advantage of him.
Upon rereading, I was surprised
by two things in Strawberry Girl. The
first is its adept treatment of the moral “violence doesn’t solve anything.” Mr.
Boyer is convinced that the only way to deal with the Slaters is to “fight fire
with fire,” but really that just escalates the stakes to dangerous levels. Mrs.
Boyer thinks that cleverness is the answer, but even her attempt to keep the
peace fails (and sort of gives Sam Slater an idea for future trouble he can
cause).
In the end, it’s an act of
kindness that breaks the cycle of violence and grudges. This is where the
second surprise came: I had completely forgotten that this book ends with a
very Christian message. Mrs. Slater buys a Bible from a travelling salesman after
Mrs. Boyer buys one. It’s an act of “keeping up appearances,” but it foreshadows
the story’s climax, where a circuit pastor comes to town for a revival meeting
and ends up ministering to the entire Slater family.
Lenski wraps the entire story up
nicely with the Biblical notion of “loving your neighbor,” of letting go of
bitterness and embracing a life of forgiveness and compassion.
As for the conclusion of my own story, it turns out the only person who fell off the swingset was me. Twice. Once I even knocked myself out and sprained my shoulder. What can I say? Swinging is a high-impact, dangerous sport!
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