In these last several weeks I’ve discovered that some topics that I’ve been trying to write about and post to my blog are requiring more thought, more questions, and more research than I foresaw when I began. Not really a problem, except that my blogging schedule (did I really have one?) is a bit out of wack. The insistent voice of Little Leslie showed-up while I was scratching my head over this. “I could be like a guest blogger,” she said.
Little Leslie’s report: “I went to the library to see someone who writes a lot of books. Her name is Edwidge Danticat. The way to say her name is Ed – weeszh. Soft on the end not hard. She is a brown lady. She was wearing a black dress and black stockings and black high heel shoes. She is from Haiti. Haiti is where Jean Baptiste Pointe DuSable was born before it was named Haiti. They speak French in Haiti.
When Edwidge Danticat came on the stage she said Bon soir to everybody and some people said Bon soir and then she said Oh! there must be a lot of people here from home! Then she said that 2015 is her “young people year” because two books she wrote for young people are coming out this year. Those books are named Mama’s Nightingale and Untwine. See: she doesn’t just write books for grown-ups, and she has her own kids, too. This means you can be a Mommy and still write books if you want to.
She read out loud some of her book that’s for adults called Claire of the Sea Light. And she said she feels afraid to leave her people who she writes about in her stories. After she writes a story down then she doesn’t want the people in the story to feel like she just forgot about them and left them all by their self.
And Claire is only seven years old and she doesn’t have a Mommy. Her Mommy died. Her Daddy takes care of her but he wants a rich lady to adopt Claire so she will have a mother and good things that he is too poor to give her.
Did you know Edwidge Danticat wrote a story called Eight Days about kids who lived in Haiti when a earthquake came there in 2010? The earthquake shaked up their whole world and crumbled down their houses and schools and churches and people died. She wrote a story about it and read it out loud to kids whose house was gone because of the earthquake. And after the kids heard the story some of them wanted to say their own story.
Sometimes books does that. It makes people to feel that they have a story that is important too. It makes people remember their own times and feelings. And I wonder what those kids in Haiti are doing now? Are they safe? Are they sad?”