Dear Dumb Diary, Deluxe: Dumbness
Is a Dish Best Served Cold. By Jim Benton. Scholastic. $12.99.
What This Story Needs Is a Munch
and a Crunch. By Emma J. Virján.
Harper. $9.99.
Some characters in kids’
books are worth visiting again and again for the sheer joy of being in their
presence, however temporarily. One such is Jamie Kelly, erstwhile student at
Mackerel Middle School and determined diarist, courtesy of chronicler Jim
Benton, whose offbeat humor has found a perfect foil in Jamie through umpteen
softcover books with frequently hilarious black-and-white illustrations. Now,
lo and behold, there is a hardcover
book “by” Jamie, with frequently hilarious color
illustrations. And the production values have not gone to her head – well, not
to any extent beyond the one in which all
special events (and some not-so-special ones) go to her head. A quick glance at
the book’s back cover, in which Jamie’s BFF Isabella and BEF (best enemy
forever) Angeline appear within ice-cream cones, with the ice cream dripping
down their heads, is enough to show that Jamie’s wit, wisdom, and wiseacre-ness
are quite undeterred in this more-elegant format. To understand Jamie, it is
only necessary to note what she writes about Angeline: “Sure, on the outside,
she’s all beautiful and smart and kind to people, but when you go way down deep
inside – way down deep – you discover that she’s actually more beautiful and smart and kind.” Jamie cannot stand this, but
she knows “it’s terrible to hate somebody for being wonderful,” and to make
matters worse, “while you’re standing there, simmering in your own hate gravy, you are actually becoming worse because
that’s what hate simmering does to a person.” How much worse? Jamie’s
illustration makes that abundantly clear. Yet Jamie is lovable despite her
flaws, or actually because of them, because she is at heart well-meaning,
rather sweet, inclined to do good rather than bad things, and 100%
un-self-aware (maybe even 110%). Jamie is constantly trying to figure the world
out and constantly illustrating the things in it that make no sense. For
instance, she cannot understand why adults consistently buy ugly cars even
though dealerships put the cool ones right out where the adults can see them
while buying the ugly ones. She also does not
know why adults will avoid “the gorgeous and exciting cupcake” (shown
with considerable makeup and a broad smile) and instead opt for “her homely and
quiet cousin, the muffin” (shown in plain brown, wearing glasses and carrying a
book). Most of the fun of the Dear Dumb
Diary series, which is mainly for girls ages 8-12, comes from Jamie’s
incessant misunderstanding of everything and everybody – despite which she
manages to do a fair amount of good, often in spite of herself. Dumbness Is a Dish Best Served Cold does
go beyond the 18 (not really umpteen) previous Dear Dumb Diary books in some ways, but those ways make sense. For example,
angelic Angeline turns out to be a bit money-hungry here, for what turns out to
be a good reason. Besides, when she comes up with a way to make some money, it
is a do-good one: creating plates with designs made according to federally
recommended food-consumption guidelines, so cafeteria servers can give kids the
right amounts of the right foods and kids can eat correctly balanced meals. But
the plan fails, because kids won’t eat the foods they don’t like, and that
makes Angeline uncharacteristically glum. Then it turns out there is a
reasonable reason for this, the same one that made her money-focused in the
first place: her father got fired and money is currently tight. So there is a
bit of a serious undercurrent to this Dear
Dumb Diary book – abetted, however, by illustrations such as the one
showing Jamie with halo and angel wings, raising her right hand, explaining
that she is “never to blame” and
noting, “Any way you look at it, you should just look at it my way.” That is,
of course, what Dear Dumb Diary does,
and it does it mighty well. Everything works out just fine at the end, of
course, but what is especially good is the way
it works out, which is via – among other things – three laugh-out-loud drawings
of Jamie, Angeline and Isabella being “bizarrely qualified” to solve their financial
problem, “like a mythological hero
who was made up of three people.” There is, however, a late-in-book crisis
involving Jamie’s dog, Stinker, that results in Jamie giving up all the money
she has made, but also results in her finding something that may result in
making it all back, and then – well, it is all delightfully complicated and
delightfully Jamie and delightfully Dear
Delicious Diary, or whatever Benton feels like calling it. Kids will
definitely call it fun.
A less-complicated character
in less-complicated stories, Emma J. Virján’s Pig in a Wig is plenty of fun in her own, milder way. The
third Pig in a Wig book, What This Story
Needs Is a Munch and a Crunch, revolves around a picnic (no, not “pig-nic,”
although that would have been a neat touch). The book opens with the pig in the
kitchen, baking bread and pouring punch and packing everything up for a picnic
lunch with two friends, a squirrel and a rabbit (who brings, of course, carrots).
The three friends have a great time eating and playing games (catch, kite
flying), until a sudden thunderstorm breaks up the whole outdoor event. “What
this story needs now is a mad dash!” writes Virján, as everybody grabs everything grabbable (with some of the
food getting soggy, but that cannot be helped), and all head away to “another
place to eat” – inside the Pig in a Wig’s house. The simple tale is told simply
and ends with a simple solution to an everyday problem, and Virján’s illustrations offer some
pleasant touches, such as the friendly-looking bugs that come home with the
three friends so that the in-house picnic still has an outdoorsy feel (one
insect is even seen flying over to inspect the flowers that the pig keeps in a
vase). Drawn in uncomplicated style and sporting easy-to-understand expressions,
the Pig in a Wig is an always-pleasant character whose not-too-challenging
adventures are made cuter by the enormous red wig she always wears (it is half
as tall as she is). Kids ages 4-8, especially early readers and ones in the
lower part of that age range, will find the central character as attractive
here as in What This Story Needs Is a Pig
in a Wig, the first book, and What
This Story Needs Is a Hush and a Shush, the second.
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