September Roses

Overall, we felt that this book was a worthwhile piece of literature. We think that this book is age appropriate for everyone, however, older students or adults may be able to make a stronger, more profound connection compared to younger students who were not alive or too young to remember this tragic event. The author does a nice job of simplifying the intense events of 9/11 into a smaller story that children can understand and follow. The author doesn't get into the specifics of naming the characters or the details of the day; she focuses more on the idea of hope. When you finish reading it, you feel that there was something positive that came out of such a sad day. The connection that we felt with the characters was related to the feeling of wanting to be able to do something versus to the characters' traits/personalities. Even something so simple as putting roses near the site allowed the characters to somehow bring some beauty to such an ugly event. This was also reinforced through the illustrations. In the beginning of the story, the pictures were vibrant and happy. After the towers fell, the illustrations took a dramatic change. The pictures were now black and white with small hints of color emerging throughout. As a reader, this brought out the emotion and mood that the author was trying to convey.

Children's picture books about September 11th cover a huge range, from overly simplistic and insulting ("Fireboat" by Maira Kalman) to touching but vague salutes ("The Man Who Walked Between the Towers" by Mordecai Gerstein). "September Roses" is perhaps most remarkable because it is one of the few picture books to acknowledge the small acts of heroism that came out of a horrific unthinkable day. It's a book that remains complex and difficult to review if only because I'm still not certain what to think of it. Making 9-11 into something palatable to five-year-olds is a tricky proposition as it is. But while I may have my qualms with this book, I will concede that it's probably an okay way to introduce the subject of September 11th to one's children. The book is based on a true story. One of the many unsung human moments that occurred during and after the days of the September attacks. It is about two sister who lived in South Africa growing commercial roses. Having entered their roses in the Agriflowers and Floritech Expo in New York City, they packed up 2,400 of the beauties for presentation. Their arrival, however, coincided with September 11th itself. With no Expo to attend and nowhere to go, the two were forced to live in the airport for a little while with their copious boxes of roses. After being taken in by members of the First United Methodist Church of Flushing, New York they decided to find some way to repay such kindness. All 2,400 roses were picked up and taken to Union Square. There, they were laid out in the shape of the twin towers, the center of New York's mourning. Says author Jeanette Winter in the end, "My tears fell on the roses". It's a rather beautiful story, and one that Winter informs us is quite true. Of course, there are no facts or names presented in this tale. The women are never identified and therefore take on somewhat mythic proportions. One does wonder if Winter ever attempted to contact the women, or if she simply took their story for her own. It's certainly a good way of showing how individual people were affected by the ugliness of that day and the selflessness that came out of it. Still, I did wish it had at least been dedicated to them or something. The tone is particularly storybookish, as if writing in a style other than that of a fable would've been too harsh a choice. And again the factual factors bug me. Did the two women really live in a little house where flowers "brightened every room"? If so, why doesn't Winter say that she did the usual research on this tale? As for the pictures, they are sparse pen and ink illustrations, occasionally colored in as appropriate. In the book, all pictures before the attacks are bright and jolly with an array of shades. The minute the towers are hit, however, the palate is entirely black and white and gray. The only colors left come from candles lit in memory, the flowers placed in the shape of the towers, and a single tear that wate

This recount of 2 sisters traveling to a flower show who end up witness to one of the greatest tragedies in American history is full of sorrow, kindness and remembrance. It is a nice way to show another perspective.I like the simple ink illustrations.