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Banned Books Week: Shel Silverstein

JeanneSager — Mon, 29 Sep 2008 16:33:00 GMT

His A Light in the Attic and Where the Sidewalk Ends were my first introductions to poetry, his The Giving Tree one of the first hardcovers I bought for my daughter's library. But Shel Silverstein is one of the authors whose books have been repeatedly yanked from the shelves of local libraries.

Which is not to say that I hesitated a second when I placed them on my daughter's shelves. In fact, the reasons two of his books have been censored in America top publisher Harper Collins' list of the Top Ten Silly Reasons to Ban a Harper Collins Children's Book delve right into silly themselves.

A one-time Playboy cartoonist, Silverstein is a scary looking guy - I'll give you that. I've been tempted to remove the book jackets from all four of his titles before letting my daughter take them to bed (as she likes to do with her books - kind of reminds me of her mother). But I still refuse to judge a book by its cover, even one with a bald-headed guy with a full beard and some strange wooly thing wrapped around his neck.

Because inside, his books of poetry are full of hilarious nonsense. There are few rhymes and plenty of made-up-words. There are simple line drawings paired with poems that let kids explore the questions they're dying to ask, from why a babysitter doesn't sit on the baby to what you'll find where the sidewalk ends. In fact Silverstein pretends every child's dream can come true, which is why I remember late nights with my books of poetry in bed as a kid, giggling over the mustache grown 100 inches long just so you won't have to use a rope or board for your tree swing.

So what was so awful about his books? On page 12, A Light in the Attic "encourages children to break dishes so they won't have to dry them" according to the folks at the Cunningham Elementary School in Beloit, Wisconsin back in 1985. Oh, the horrors. In fact, the poem How Not To Have To Dry The Dishes is like most of Silverstein's itty bitty ditties. It's a total of eight lines about an "awful, boring chore." A chore, he supposes, "maybe they won't let you" do anymore, if you drop one of the dishes on the floor. Which I'm sure the kids will be debating once they finish considering the poem on the facing page - how someone could have possibly stolen someone's knees.

Apparently Silverstein should steer clear of Wisconsin. Where the Sidewalk Ends was pulled from the shelves at West Allis-West Milwaukee, Wis. school libraries (1986) because the book "suggests drug use, the occult, suicide, death, violence, disrespect for truth, disrespect for legitimate authority, rebellion against parents." Shhhhh. Don't tell the kids there's real life beyond these four walls. Of course the poem Dreadful from Sidewalk really takes the cake, or should we say the flesh? A mention that "someone ate the baby," prompted people at the Central Columbia School District in Bloomsburg, Pa. to yank Sidewalk, lest children be encouraged to consider cannibalism. This was in 1993, folks.

I'm willing to risk my daughter's rebellion, the fact that she may one day want to take a bite out of my arm and a broken dish or two in favor of some creativity and the fact that she likes a book enough to take it to bed. Come to think of it, maybe it's time to introduce her to Silverstein's contribution to class rock and roll. You know, life ain't easy for a boy named Sue.

Image: HarperCollins

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editors — Fri, 21 Mar 2008 14:30:00 GMT

I picked up this first book of Shel Silverstein's poetry (which has been out of print for over 30 years) and I felt like I was getting a chance to reconnect with an old friend. This re-release of his 'bestiary' collection from 1964 lives again to give another generation of children the thrill of imagining a Quick-Digesting Gink sneaking up from behind:

"Oops!"

We've been caught by a Quick-Digesting Gink

And now we are dodging his teeth

And now we are restin'

In his small intestine,

And now we're back out on the street. . .

Silverstein let's us titter nervously at the idea of the Bibley's appetite for girls and boys while softening the scary creatures through his watercolor illustrations and the warm cadence of his poetry.

"One-Legged Zantz"

Please be kind to the One-Legged Zantz.

Consider his feelings -

Don't ask him to dance.

After one reading my daughter asked to hear the rhymes, "Again, again!" and as she took her 'monster book' to bed with her that night, I was overwhelmed with nostalgia as Where the Sidewalk Ends was a constant bedtime companion back in my own reading-under-the-covers days. - April Peveteaux

Don't Bump the Glump! And Other Fantasies (HarperCollins, 2008) by Shel Silverstein is available on Amazon.

Book of the Week appears every other Friday. Sometimes every Friday. We’re fickle like that.

Toddler Readers Keeping it Real

Rachael Brownell (Redsy) — Wed, 30 Jan 2008 23:13:00 GMT

Keener parents unite! Do you secretly dream that your baby will be the one reading (or writing) War and Peace by Kindergarten? Shel Silverstein? Knuffle Bunny? Then this latest study is for you.

Apparently, kids learn to read faster from actual pictures of real life objects than silly cartoons (darn it!). In other words, young children are more responsive to iconicity in pictures than representational images. Move over Angelina Ballerina, it's the real people and places that will catapult my 2 year old to genius!

But before you or I rush out to make photo books for our babies, we should also remember that boosting children's literacy is relatively straightforward and hardly ever involves Kinko's. Read, read read to them every day. Even if they stare, drool, and can't yet roll over. They learn every second of every day. Like sponges, but with brains and cute outfits.

I have a friend whose daughter is not yet 6 and reads chapter books at the 6th grade level, flipping through them with the knowing smarts of a kid twice her age. You can bet her parents read to her in utero, but I suspect her huge learning capacity has more to do with genes than parental effort.