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I am a big fan of Lucky Trimble. I find her endlessly engaging, appealing, original, irrepressible. I loved introducing my college students to her when I taught Children’s Literature as part of the Creative Arts core at Massachusetts College of Liberal Arts in western Massachusetts.  I don’t think any child or adult should have been put off by the fact that the word scrotum plays an important role in her story. (None of my students ever were.)

It was the scrotum of a canine, not even that of a boy or a man that got this award-winning book banned from certain schools and libraries.

To be clear, the word appears on the very first page of the novel (the first of a trilogy) that introduces Lucky.  On that opening page, she is listening to—eavesdropping on—a man telling a story that will introduce one of the central motifs of the novel. Of course, we as readers do not yet know that his story is foreshadowing anything, and so we may be a bit startled by the word choices.

Lucky, aged ten and one-half, is listening through a peephole to a 12-step meeting that is taking place in her tiny town in the California desert (Pop. 43, says the highway sign as you enter). She lives in a mobile home with her guardian named Brigitte (the woman is from France and her name is pronounced the French way, Bri-JEET, as Lucky explains to readers).

Twelve-step meetings are apparently one of the only things happening in the town of Hard Pan, besides people just surviving, and Lucky is captivated by the stories that men and women tell of hitting “rock bottom’ and then finding their “higher power.”  She has listened in on meetings of gamblers, smokers, and overeaters (we learn all this in the opening paragraphs), but at the moment the novel opens, she is listening to some alcoholics. A man she knows very well, called Short Sammy, is holding forth, telling his personal narrative.  It’s her very favorite of all the stories she has heard at these meetings of what she calls the “anonymous people.”  The fact that she has a favorite conveys to us that this kid has listened to quite a few of these stories, and obviously, she has heard this one before. She pays attention not only to the content and details of the story but to the way Sammy tells it.  She savors in anticipation that “Sammy’ voice always got low and soft when he came to the tragical end of the story.”

Lucky is not really supposed to be listening through the peephole, but she is supposed to be hanging around nearby. She has a paying gig—one of the only jobs in the whole town for a kid–to use a broom and dustpan and pick up all the litter that is left behind at these meetings.

“The recovering alcoholics hated to see or smell beer cans left by the recovering smokers and gamblers; the recovering smokers could not stand cigarette butts left by the recovering drinkers, and the recovering overeaters hated to see candy wrappers left by the recovering drinkers, smokers, and gamblers.”

Short Sammy tells the story of a time he had been drinking rum in his ’62 Cadillac, hanging with his dog Roy. A rattlesnake somehow gets into the car and onto the passenger seat. Sammy, in his drunken state, falls out of the car, and Roy ends up killing the rattler, but not before the snake bites him–on the scrotum.

When Sammy awakens from a drunken slumber many hours later, he sees a lot of blood and a dead rattlesnake but no trace of his dog. He makes a vow to his Higher Power that if Roy is still alive and can be saved, he will never take another drink. It turns out that Sammy’s wife has found the dog and driven him 50 miles to a vet and gotten him there just in time for the anti-venom treatment to work. The dog will survive; the wife will leave for good, and Short Sammy will join AA and begin telling the story of hitting Rock Bottom and finding his Higher Power.

The name of the novel—aimed at nine- to twelve-year-olds but suitable for older teens and adults of any age—is The Higher Power of Lucky. The author is Susan Patron. The book was published in 2006 and won the Newbery Prize for literature in 2007.  As readers of this commentary now understand, it was not even the scrotum of a boy or a man that got this award-winning book banned from certain schools and libraries; it was the scrotum of a canine.

I couldn’t find any data specifying the number of school districts or public libraries that banned the book, but it was reported in 2007 that discussions about banning it were widespread. A New York Times article from February 7, 2007, is headlined, “With One Word, Children’s Book Sets Off Uproar.” “The inclusion of the word has shocked some school librarians, who have pledged to ban the book from elementary schools and reopened the debate over what constitutes acceptable content in children’s books.” The article quotes a librarian from Durango, CO, who claims Patron’s use of the word was, “a Howard Stern-type shock treatment just to see how far they could push the envelope.”

Does this award-winning book really deserve comparison to the antics of Howard Stern (pictured here with his wife)?

Susan Patron appeared on the NPR program, Talk of the Nation, on February 28, 2007, and took questions from listeners as well as the host. One of the callers offered this comment: “I’m wondering if texts like this might be taking the childhood away from the child.” Another caller stated, “Far more objectionable to me is the author’s reference to binge drinking. In the first chapter of her book, Ms. Patron mentioned a character’s consumption of a large quantity of rum.”

The author, who worked for decades as a librarian before writing her first book (this one) in her late fifties, responded to these questions by noting that “children live in the same world we do.” She also commented that “many children are experiencing…trauma in their childhood…on television…in real life. And books can only empower them. It gives them a way to make some good decisions, to think deeply about issues, and to make some choices.”  With regard to Sammy’s story, she believes it is not the quantity of rum Sammy drinks that makes an impression on Lucky, or on readers. “As we know, if we read along, Sammy has hit rock bottom and he has stopped drinking. I think that’s what Lucky finds so empowering and encouraging. He has become an adult that she can trust.”

Here are Lucky’s ruminations, after listening to Sammy’s story, on that elusive word that got the author in such trouble. “Scrotum sounded like something green that comes up when you have the flu and cough too much. It sounded medical and secret, but also important, and Lucky was glad she was a girl and would never have such an aspect as a scrotum to her own body. Deep inside, she thought she would be interested in seeing an actual scrotum. But at the same time—and this is where Lucky’s brain was very complicated—she definitely did not want to see one.”

On the final pages of what turns into an extremely emotional (and very emotionally satisfying) narrative, Lucky comes to terms with the death of her mother and her abandonment by her father. She finally achieves a sense of security, on learning that her guardian, Brigitte, is not going back to France, as she had feared, but is becoming Lucky’s adoptive parent. Finally, she has someone to whom she can ask a question that has been on her mind since page one.

“Brigitte, what is a scrotum?”

“It is a little sack of the man or the animal which has in it the sperm to make a baby,” said Brigitte, in her deep, quiet voice. “Why do you ask about that?”

“It was just something I heard someone say,” said Lucky.

For some reason, Brigitte said, “You know, if anyone ever hurt you, I would rip their heart out.”

“I know,” said Lucky, and she did.

Readers of this essay now know every single instance in which the word scrotum is used in The Higher Power of Lucky. And they know some—but not all—of the main characters: Lucky, Brigitte, Short Sammy. But they don’t have any clue why this book earned the Newbery Medal. They don’t know that Lucky named her dog HMS Beagle because he was her constant companion in perusing the world and trying to make discoveries, just as Darwin had a ship of the same name. They don’t know about the lists Lucky often made—such as lists of good traits versus bad traits in mothers, or the list of contents you would need in a survival pack. (She actually had a survival pack, so the latter was not theoretical.)

Susan Patron

They don’t know about Lucky’s best friend, who might be on the autism spectrum but that is never mentioned in the book. His name is Lincoln, or more fully, Lincoln Clinton Carter Kennedy. He is a champion at tying all kinds of knots. He also carries out the most useful act of graffiti vandalism I have ever encountered in real life or in fiction, adding two large daubs of black on a traffic sign so that it no longer reads, “SLOW CHILDREN AT PLAY.”  It reads, “SLOW: CHILDREN AT PLAY.”

Readers of this essay don’t know that Susan Patron gives power to this narrative deploying the same techniques that Short Sammy uses to make his story compelling—as Lucky observes in the opening chapter. “Short Sammy didn’t head right up to the good part. To stretch it out and get more suspense going for the big ending, he veered off and told about the old days when he was broke and couldn’t afford to buy rum, so he made homemade liquor from cereal box raisins and any kind of fruit he could scrounge up. This was the usual roundabout way he talked, and Lucky had noticed that it made people stay interested, even if the story got quite a bit longer…” Patron, like Short Sammy, takes readers along some wonderful sidewinding paths before she heads “right up to the good part.”

Readers of this essay who have not read the book will not even realize that this story is brilliantly told in the third-person. I have made numerous references to learning various things from Lucky, so someone reading this essay might have presumed this was a first-person tale. Patron has brought us so deeply inside the head of her ten-year-old protagonist that we almost feel when it is finished that we did read it in the first-person. Instead, it is a most audacious and inspiring example of the use of third-person-limited, where we as readers know and see only what Lucky knows and sees. If we are fortunate (lucky?) we also take on some of her courage, wit, empathy, and spirit of adventure as we tag along inside her enthralling mind, and heart.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Dale Borman Fink retired in 2020 from Massachusetts College of Liberal Arts in North Adams, MA, where he taught courses related to research methods, early childhood education, special education, and children’s literature. Prior to that he was involved in childcare, after-school care, and support for the families of children with disabilities. Among his books are Making a Place for Kids with Disabilities (2000) Control the Climate, Not the Children: Discipline in School Age Care (1995), and a children’s book, Mr. Silver and Mrs. Gold (1980). In 2018, he edited a volume of his father's recollections, called SHOPKEEPER'S SON.

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Characterizations: right on!, well written

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  1. Suzy says:

    Dale, this sounds like a wonderful book! I just checked my local library, and they do have several copies, so I will definitely be reading it very soon. I certainly did not know what a scrotum was when I was 10 or long after that. But it’s fine for kids to read books with words they don’t know, even anatomical words.

    This reminds me of listening to one of the songs from the musical Hair with my mother, and then getting out our medical dictionary to look up some of the words because neither of us knew what they meant!

  2. I like your comment–that kids like to learn new words through literature, even, in this case, anatomically correct terms for body parts. I’m pretty sure some of my collegians were a bit shaky on knowing what “scrotum” meant. I had them work in small groups and told them to talk among themselves so nobody would have to be embarrassed in front of the whole class. I’m happy if I’ve enticed at least one Retrospecter to read this book!

  3. Thanx Dale for your story and your description of the wonderfully imaginative The Higher Power of Lucky.

    I’d love to know what other titles you taught in your Childrens Lit class!

    • Dana, I love thinking and talking about my approach to the Children’s Lit course; however I will keep it short! I always combined some stories most kids would know (e.g. Goodnight Moon, Where the Wild Things Are, Sleeping Beauty) to help them take a deeper look at something “simple,” with books they wouldn’t have known (Higher Power of Lucky, American Born Chinese). A few that led to the deepest engagement by the students: Drawing from Memory by Allan Say (autobiography about growing up in Japan); We Are the Ship by Kadir Nelson (nonfiction about the Negro Baseball League); The Invention of Hugo Cabret by Brian Selznick (fiction but containing a lot of nonfiction related to the history of French cinema); The Wall (about a fictional visit to the Viet Nam wall) by Eve Bunting; El Chino by Allen Say (true story of a Chinese-American who becomes a bullfighter in Spain), and all the ones listed above! It was amazing how much some of them taught ME, once they started really digging into it, about what I wasn’t noticing in Where the Wild Things Are.

      • Thanx so much Dale! I was a YA librarian but of course aware of childrens books and remember a wonderful children’s book course in grad school..

        And years ago at a library conference I had the great joy of hearing the magical Maurice Sendak speak!

  4. Laurie Levy says:

    Thank you for introducing me to a book that is new for me. I’m wondering if any of my grandkids have read it. Will have to ask. One word should not have a book banned. It isn’t anything more than a part of male anatomy (in this case a dog’s), and I suspect 10 year olds would not be harmed by finding out its meaning if they did not already know.

    • You’re welcome. I will just make one more suggestion, since you worked in YA. My last semester teaching my course, Fall 2019, I added a new YA novel called GRACEFULLY GRAYSON by Ami Polonsky. I was specifically looking for a book with a transgender character, and this was one of two I ended up assigning that met that criterion. I think this is a well-written novel about a transgender girl who is still seen as male by her classmates (and family). She gets permission to audition for–and then earns–the lead (female) role in a school play. This allows her to put on a dress in front of her peers and the community for the first time. I found it quite powerful and emotional. Students (I think) enjoyed studying it. It always took me more than once to figure out best to teach any given book. I think this one would have become a “keeper,” at least for a few years.

  5. Thanks, Dale, for the depth of your analysis and commitment to YA. We can all remember books that profoundly and positively influenced our — and our kids’ — early explorations and how exciting and supportive it was when we found a book that hit our curiosity.

  6. Betsy Pfau says:

    Thank you for this illuminating essay, Dale. The story seems quite impactful for older “children” of all ages. In the right context, I see no reason why we can’t learn what a scrotum is. But then, I’m not afraid of words, unlike some of my more conservative peers. Getting proper information is so vital, and it sounds like Lucky learns all sort of important life lessons in this book.

  7. Dave Ventre says:

    It’s quite a trick to write for a wide age spectrum. I suspect that I may have read some, and didn’t know they were YA. I liked the Hunger Games movies, but never read the books. Didn’t learn they were YA until I had seen the films.

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