The Cardboard Kingdom. By Chad Sell. Knopf.
$20.99.
My Magic Breath: Finding Calm Through Mindful
Breathing.
By Nick Ortner and Alison Taylor. Pictures by Michelle Polizzi. Harper. $17.99.
An exceptionally inventive and intelligent
graphic novel that integrates significant themes of friendship and identity
into its flow without ever becoming overbearing or preachy, The Cardboard Kingdom nearly represents
a new form of communication. Graphic novels themselves blend comic-book
elements with traditional narrative, but Chad Sell – with the additional
involvement of 10 other artists, that being part of what makes the book special
– expands the graphic-novel approach itself and uses it to tackle some
real-life conundrums in a highly sensitive yet age-appropriate way. The book’s
very first chapter, “The Sorceress,” created by Sell and Jay Fuller, sets an
offbeat and highly intriguing tone: the entire chapter is wordless, and it
takes a moment of study of the first two full-page drawings even to figure out
what is going on. The left-hand page is a cartoonish rendition of a sorceress
in the mode of Disney’s Maleficent from Sleeping
Beauty. The right-hand page shows the same character in a much more
“cartoon-realistic” style, the sort that actually could be included as a still
in an animated film. Turn the page, and the story’s third page shows the
sorceress and a minion doing their evil – until they are interrupted by seeing
a girl drawn to look like a real-world human being. And that forms the visual
transition to the story’s fourth page, where it turns out that both sorceress
and minion are kids playing in a house’s back yard, their “victim” a doll. This
is how the story – and, eventually, the entire book – proceeds, by
intermingling and interweaving the fantasies of middle-school children with the
everyday circumstances in which they bring those fantasies to life. The Cardboard Kingdom gets its name from
the abundant use of cardboard boxes to make costumes and props for the ongoing
role-playing. And the book gets its unique style from the fact that the
controlling hand of Sell is evident throughout, keeping character portrayals
and scenes consistent from chapter to chapter, while other cartoonists – David DeMeo, Katie Schenkel, Kris Moore,
Molly Muldoon, Vid Alliger, Manuel Betancourt, Michael Cole, Cloud Jacobs, and Barbara Perez Marquez, in addition to Fuller
– contribute specific kids and specific characters to the neighborhood and
fantasy-kingdom mix.
All this is clever and
enchanting enough, but there is considerably more here. The kids are
multiethnic and multicultural, and that has become a tired trope of books for
preteens (and other age ranges as well). But here the kids’ families and characteristics
are not merely sops to political correctness. These children have real-world
issues. One girl is taunted as “Loud-Mouth Sophie” by the neighborhood bully,
then criticized by her own grandmother for sounding like “a hellion” or “a
banshee.” So she backs down from her plan for an exuberant costume and tries to
be demure, but feels worse and worse – until her mother eventually realizes
what is happening and helps Sophie regain her enthusiasm. The bully has his own
story, one of not fitting in and feeling he is too old for dress-up games even
though he really wants to participate – and here too there is eventually a
satisfactory resolution, brought about largely by the kids themselves. Then
there is the very intelligent boy who insists the fantasy characters are
impossible because “physics won’t allow” what they do – who eventually finds
his own role, as “Professor Everything.” And the boy whose parents are in the
middle of breaking up, who becomes “The Gargoyle” to “stand guard over this
house” when his enraged father turns up one night – and whose determination to
“defend the whole block” shows in several pages of wordless, unusually shaped
panels that clearly communicate his attentiveness and nervousness. And Amanda,
the Hispanic girl who proclaims herself “The Mad Scientist” – complete with
mustache – and whose straitlaced father means well in telling her that
“changing your friends around…isn’t helping them,” but who eventually softens
when he realizes that her mustache duplicates his own. The kids here are fully
formed individuals, and even their parents have more realism than parents
usually do in any books (traditional or graphic-novel-style) for this age
group. Young readers who want to find characters who “look like me” should have
no difficulty doing so here – but that superficial “look like me” approach is
really an adult construct of limited value, because what kids care about is
characters with whose experiences and feelings they can identify, even if the
physical resemblance is not exact. So the multicultural neighborhood where The Cardboard Kingdom takes place is all
well and good, and handled far better than such elements usually are. But what
really matters is that all children in this age group, of any race or
ethnicity, should be able to find elements to which they can relate in this
summertime story – which ends in exactly the right, consistent way, in a
bang-up fantasy finale that eventually leads to a scene in which all the
creators of the “kingdom” are heading into the first day of a new school year,
their shadows showing the shapes of some of the marvels that they, thanks to Sell
and his collaborators, have made so memorable.
The way that even the best of
intentions can go awry through heavy-handed implementation is clear from the
equally well-meaning but altogether less persuasive My Magic
Breath, a
book for younger kids – ages 4-8 – that is intended to teach the basic benefits
of mindfulness without actually using any such big word. Nick Ortner and Alison
Taylor explain, in suitably simple language, the importance of focusing on
breathing when trying to calm down and refocus. And Michelle Polizzi’s
illustrations are nicely suited to the text, showing all sorts of multicolored
swirls and shapes curling out of a little girl’s mouth as she breathes in a way
that “helps when you have too many thoughts running through your head,” and
showing somewhat similar but darker-colored shapes to go with a comment about
“when you are worried, or nervous, or sad.” The book’s approach is
participatory: Ortner and Taylor address their readers, tell them to think of
something that “happened today that made you smile,” then instruct them to
“blow out all those happy thoughts onto the page,” and so on. But what if nothing happened to make a child smile
during the day, and what if the page saying “now, that looks like happiness”
does not reflect how the child reading the book feels at that exact moment? Well,
then, too bad – there will be a disconnect between the reader and the book’s
words and pictures. That is the weakness of this (+++) book: it expects young
children to accept what it says about their
feelings and their thoughts at any
given moment, then instructs them how to handle themselves at a time when they
may simply not be in sync with what the book has to say. To be sure, this
matter can be mitigated by having an adult read the book to and with a child,
choosing a reading time when the grown-up believes the child will be receptive
to the book’s lesson. An adult who chooses the right time will be helping the
child use breathing to cope with everyday stress. But even then, the
specificity of the book may interfere with the clarity of its message: after
several pages of positive breathing, Ortner and Taylor write, “I bet you have a
big smile on your face.” But what if the child does not have that smile? He or
she is likely to think, “What am I doing wrong?” And that is the opposite of
the way the authors want kids to feel when trying the techniques they
recommend. The suggestions themselves are quite good, including the one to keep
a negative thought “stuck in your mind” and then “blow out your breath” and
“use it to push out your sad thought.” Again, Polizzi here provides guiding
illustrations that go from dark to multicolored. But again, what if a child
does not find that this works? “What am I doing wrong?” This is not a small
issue: even adults learning meditation and controlled breathing sometimes find
that the requirements associated with the instructions increase their stress. Indeed, mindfulness meditation is not for
everyone, although when it does help, it can be a good coping strategy. The
issue where My Magic Breath is
concerned is that the authors unequivocally state, as they take young readers
through breathing exercises, “Whew! You did it! Good-by, sad thoughts!” But,
since this will not work all the time for all children, the book creates the
possibility – by its insistence on being didactic and on pretending to know
exactly how its readers feel and respond – of making kids who already feel bad
feel even worse. Parents need to use this book carefully: at the right time,
with the right child, it can certainly be helpful, but its direct and unsubtle
approach carries with it the risk of having an effect that is the opposite of
the one its creators intend.
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