And Adam, too, sees that Hattie is special, that her quiet, shy ways are not a disability, Martin' s 2003 Newbery Honor book is available in paperback. He's been institutionalized his condition involves schizophrenia and autism.Hattie, a shy girl who prefers the company of adults, takes immediately to her excitable uncle, even when the rest of the family - her parents and grandparents - have trouble dealing with his intense way of seeing the world. Hattie has never met him, never known about him. Ann Martin's phenomenal Newbery Honor book, now in paperback.The summer Hattie turns 12, her predictable small-town life is turned on end when her uncle Adam returns home for the first time in over 10 years. "About this title" may belong to another edition of this title.īook Description Paperback. © AudioFile 2003, Portland, Maine- Copyright © AudioFile, Portland, Maine Ivey masters the dialogue, mimicking "I Love Lucy" shows and making obtuse connections, giving listeners an involving glimpse into Adam's corner of the universe. His accelerated, charged speech, and rhythmic then agitated tone and timbre is masterfully handled. Ivey's portrait of Adam, Hattie's disabled, savant uncle who suddenly reenters the family's life, is nothing short of brilliant. Judith Ivey is exceptional-conveying striking emotional and compassionate power. Steeped in a 1950s setting, adults will especially enjoy the fine cultural details and children will easily grasp the different pace and manners of the time, and Hattie's small town life. I squeeze their hands.The author's comments at the end of this audiobook confirm the personal connection she has with this story of families and tolerance, but listeners have no doubt in the honesty of 11-year-old Hattie Owen. I settle between Mom and Dad, and they take my hands and smmile at me. I remembered the tortured look on Adam's face the night of the Ferris wheel and the look of happiness, happiness, and realize that Adam's decision to take his life was not made easily. And I understand that Adam and I are not as alike as I had thought.
I think of Janet and Nancy and find that nonw I can brush them away. 'Thank you.'Īs I slide into our pew I realize I feel older.
I think we should remember that Adam was one of those people who could lift the corners of our universe,' I say.
But now that I see Nana's tears, see her start to reach for Papa's hand, then pull back and fold her hands in her lap again- now that I see Nana, I change my mind. I was going to say something more about the bad times- how Adam's bad times were different from most people's, and that I'll never really understand them. “Adam,' I say, 'had good times and he had bad times.' I pause here and glance at Nana, see that she is crying silently, the way I cried at the duck pond in the park.
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