Title: I Grew Up On A Farm Captivating Read ….. Highly Recommended ….. 5 stars The Review I Grew Up On A Farm, is an autobiographical account of the author’s life spent on a functioning farm in Middletown, New York during the 1950s. Written by author Alan Lewis and illustrated by artist Bob Fletcher I Grew Up On A Farm brings to life the author’s memories of a time shared by this reviewer and sadly lost to many today. I Grew Up On A Farm offers the reader a fascinating peek into farm life as experienced by much of America for a good part of the last century. And it offers a moment of reminisce for those who enjoy remembering their own childhood spent in much the manner as writer Lewis has captured. Written in child friendly text and richly illustrated I Grew Up On A Farm brings the reader step by step with the writer as he gathers eggs, plays with his dog, gathers produce from the family garden for sale at a roadside booth. The reader is offered a glimpse into the work and fun to be found on a family farm. We see fishing down at the pond, taking care of chores and whiling away the long summer days with family and friends. I particularly liked the artwork found in the work. Illustrated with black and white photographs expanded by illustrator Fletcher to full color drawings each page is a treat. I Grew Up On A Farm is a good-hearted tale of a time quickly vanishing from our country. Urban sprawl stretching further and further into areas where family farms once flourished I took I Grew Up On A Farm to my fourth grade class room where it became an instant hit. We live in a rural portion of Oklahoma, however only one of the students actually lives ‘out in the country’. The kids were enthralled to listen to the tale and have taken turns reading the book to themselves since. We voted re the art work and our consensus is ‘the art work is great!’ I Grew Up On A Farm is a read to book for the younger set of 3 – 8s. It is a read with some help for the 8s and 9s and a read alone for most middle grades. The book provides an excellent opportunity for children to discuss life today as opposed to life a few years ago and to speculate about how life may change in the future. I enjoy the book every bit as much as has my class, happy to recommend. I Grew Up On A Farm is an excellent choice for the home pleasure library, the classroom book shelf, school library stacks and the homeschool reading list. Reviewed by: molly martin http://www.angelfire.com/ok4/mollymartin http://www.AuthorsDen.com/mjhollingshead 20+ years classroom teacher Genre: 32 pgs. Early Reader/autobiography Author: . Alan Lewis Illustrated by Bob Fletcher Line/Publisher Line/Publisher Moo Press, Inc. PO Box 54 Warwick, NY 10990 www.MooPress.com ISBN: . 0-9766805-2-1 Available on Amazon: $19.95/CAN$27.95
I'm often fascinated by the simplicity of the farm life, even though at times, I'm sure "simplicity" isn't supposed to be the word to describe it. A marvelous review!
Wow, This is what my nephew (6 yrs old) needs. He loves reading and this appears to be good and wholesome writing with illustrations and artwork. What more could we want??? Maybe the author to read it to him? Just joking. This sounds to a winner from your review. I'll pass this one along. Thanks Mol.
I guess for most people life was then generally less hectic, people were a lot warmer than they are today. Although I wasn't raised on a farm my childhood in the city of Mogadishu was just as laid back and filled with so much fun and play. Since there were so few cars people walked a lot this adding to their general health and wellbeing. Money was scarce yet people were well-fed, children healthier and the family closer; a time I can only look back at with nostalgia. I tried to capture this episode of my life in some of my writings; most notably in the poem: “What Happened Hamar?” and in the short story: “The Seashore”.
Thank you for sharing this fine work, Molly. Your review is a pleasure to read.
Probably good for city kids. I grew up in the country and have worked hard to forget the isolation and the town activities I missed because my mother couldn't drive me in, or the complzints I got all the way in when she did take me into town.
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Birgit and Roger
Thank you for sharing this fine work, Molly. Your review is a pleasure to read.
Safi
Eileen