I well up now just seeing this cover |
August 2014, The O'Brien Press, 240 pages, Paperback & Ebook, Review copy
Themes:
friendship,
school, being a carer, mental illness
Content:
emotionally
tough scenes, tissues most definitely needed
Summary
from The O'Brien Press
Nayu's
thoughts
This
isn't a light fluffy read. It isn't totally dark either. It will,
however, make you cry if you are prone to welling up over both
positive and negative situations. (Look at me sounding grown up in
how I describe being emotional!!!)
* Ahem
* I wished so hard so often that Jo could speak out. I get
frustrated by others like her who feel that they'll make the
situation worse by asking for help, rather than better. By keeping
quiet Jo has to harbour way more than most young people her own age
do, she has to mature quickly and lose her precious childhood
innocence. She doesn't lose the ability to smile, or laugh. True,
there's a lot that she can't smile about, not with emotions all
jumbled up as she tries to cover up her mum's deteriorating
condition from everyone. She has to become adept at lying, which
isn't a characteristic I encourage improving on.
Thankfully
Jo isn't always that good an actress, which is why she ends up
befriending Chris. This was one of my favourite parts of the story. I
loved how every aspect of life for anyone like Chris is examined from
Jo's view, as it isn't always an easy life. People don't necessarily
think of how challenging daily tasks which we all have to do are.
Eating. Using the bathroom. Dressing. Jo sees all of these, and gets
indignant on Chris's behalf. She does go a little crazy (yes, I'm
aware of the words I'm using given that her mother is mentally
unbalanced), and tries to make the impossible possible. That is why I try to read books like this in one sitting, so I don't have to stop partway through exciting bits. Although sometimes I should because I then have dinner late which, when you have 4x a day meds to take isn't the best idea... It lands her
in terrible danger which had me holding my breath a lot, and the
fallout from her mistake was hefty.
But,
because of her lovable passion to make things 'better' for Chris,
both his and Jo's own situation improve, getting the help they both
need, as well as learning that friendship makes the rougher parts of
life liveable. I hope that readers take away a lot, how being a carer
can be caring for someone with physical disabilities (or whatever the
politically correct term is these days) or someone with mental health
issues. That social services aren't as evil as they can sometimes be
seen, that most teachers want to help you in all aspects of your
life. That everyone, no matter how different they seem, is human, and therefore should be treated with respect and seen as a possible friend from the moment you first meet them. I'm going to reread this book for sure – make sure you read
it!
Find
out more on Kim's website.
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read
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insightful book which has just been published & reviewed here on
NRC
looks
at life from the eyes of a girl with Cystic Fibrosis, The Baking Life of Amelie Day
by Vanessa Curtis (Children's, 9 years +, 10E/10E)
What Inspired Me To Write Finding A Voice by Kim Hood
Nayu here! I'll pass over to Kim shortly, I promise. It's truly a pleasure to find out a bit more about the background to this touching tale. I guess I have a mini soap-box stance because of my chronic illness I've been educated alongside people like Chris, and they truly are full of life, just like a fully healthy person, and having to deal with mental illness in a family or in a friendship scenario is mega hard. That's my say - now it's over to Kim!
As a writer, every
experience I have is possible material for a story. Every place I go
is a possible setting; every quirky person I meet lends possible
idiosyncrasies to future characters; every conversation is a chance
to absorb turns of phrases that could be perfect on the page. So it
isn’t surprising that characters with mental health issues and
disability snuck into my first novel. I’ve spent twenty-five years
immersed in teaching and supporting people with just such challenges.
What might surprise you
is that I did not intend for either themes of mental health or
disability to play any part in Finding a Voice. I’m not
sure what I thought the book might be about when I started it.
The first thing I imagined was Jo (the main character) stumbling
through the woods, upset about…something. That is as clear as the
story was!
However, when it did
emerge that Jo’s mum had significant mental health challenges, it
was easy for me to get to know that aspect of her. I wish I could
say that there is a simple, fool proof way to treat mental illness,
but for a great many people there just isn’t. I have supported
people through crises that were very similar to the one Jo and her
mother experience before her mum is hospitalised. It can be a
scary, confusing time for everyone.
I do hope that readers
see Jo’s mum as a whole person though, and not just someone with
mental illness. I enjoyed writing her so much. She is exuberant and
eccentric--my favourite kind of person!
While Jo’s mum
evolved as I wrote, Chris, who happens to have cerebral palsy and is
unable to walk or talk because of it, was inspired by a very specific
event. More than twenty years before I started writing Finding a
Voice, I was working at a camp for kids with disabilities. It
was always a whirlwind of activity, and we often did not get all of
the information about our campers that we needed. One of my campers
had a disability like Chris, but I didn’t know that he usually had
an electronic communication board; it was in for repairs while he was
at camp. I spent the whole camp making choices for him (what
to have for breakfast, what activities to do, etc.) and he spent the
whole camp trying to tell me they were the wrong choices!
I can’t say much
without spoilers, but that camper taught me everything I needed to
know about making assumptions about people. He not only inspired the
character of Chris, and a big part of the storyline, but he inspired
me to listen to people with more than my ears.
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