September 16, 2012
I walked out of the library today carrying not a single
book. As I dropped two books into the return slot, the goal I had set out to do
two years and three months ago was complete. As I read the Newbery winners in no particular order, I had
decided a while back what book to read last. The capstone of my literary
adventure was the 2012 Newbery Medal winner Dead
End at Norvelt.
Now as I sit and think about the journey I can’t help but go
from story to story in my mind recalling all of the places I visited without
boarding a plane: Vermont during maple syrup season; Arkansas, Kansas, and
Missouri during the Civil War; Poland; England during several different
centuries; China; Korea; New Mexico among the sheep herders; battles of World
War I across Europe; voyages across the high seas on several different ships;
Florida; New York City; villages in the Alps; Holland; Denmark; Alaska;
Georgia; Tennessee; Texas; Wyoming; the Middle East during the time of Jesus;
and many more with the last pin stuck in Pennsylvania.
At times I was invited into different worlds created by the author like an island full of diamonds or a utopian society. Names such as
Abraham Lincoln, Daniel Boone, Louisa May Alcott, and Johnny Tremain I have
heard of before; however, now I feel introduced to them on a different level,
as I have learned more about their lives through their joys and hardships. New
introductions were made as the life of Amos Fortune or Mr. Bowditch unfolded on
the page.
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