The 1995 Newbery Medal winner is part mystery, part family drama, with a gentle philosophical heart and a conclusion in which an ample supply of Kleenex is advised.
Award-winning author Sharon Creech comes through with what may be the shortest novel in history (in terms of word count, at least). And its printed entirely in the format of poetry.
The 1964 winner of the Newbery Medal is a loose, light-hearted story that shows us a slice out of an ordinary kids life in Manhattan in the 1960s. Written in the present tense and first person singular, it seems to capture effortlessly the way of speaking of a city youth at a point in his life when many changes are taking place.
This is a 1972 Newbery Medal winner about a misfit farm boy in Virginia who befriends the tomboyish city girl who moves in next door, and how they invent an imaginary kingdom together. The one complaint I have about this book is that there could have been so much more of it; it seems to go way too fast. It is a breathlessly lyrical moment of beauty where one would like to linger for a while, but its over so soon.
Father-son love is one of my favorite themes in literature, and this story plays to that strength in an unusual way. You might call it a father-son love triangle, meaning nothing kinky by it.
This 1974 Newbery Medal winner, by the author of the Newbery Honor Book One Eyed Cat, is a bitter, painful story told in hauntingly beautiful words.
The third book in the series that began with The Mouse and the Motorcycle, and continued with Runaway Ralph, takes off when Ralph befriends the son of the hotels new housekeeper. Ryan agrees to take Ralph to school with him, but things turn out as neither of them planned.
The sequel to The Mouse and the Motorcycle finds Ralph the mouse growing discontented in his hotel lobby home. His younger brothers, sisters, and cousins keep pestering him to let them ride his toy motorcycle, and his mother and uncle wont leave him alone. Finally Ralph decides to runaway to a camp whose bugle calls he can hear every morning and evening.
This book is about the friendship between a boy named Keith, who has a toy motorcycle, and a mouse named Ralph who learns to ride it.
I should have read this book 20 years ago. This story about a lonely boy, learning to live with his parents divorce, going to a new school where he has no friends, and making his first efforts as a writer, won the Newbery Medal in 1984–the year my parents split up. In lots of ways, its like reading the story of my life; but obviously it isnt about me, and the poignancy of the story isnt just in my head, or it wouldnt have earned the recognition it did.