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Comments for The Gashlycrumb Tinies
The book is short, only twenty-six pages long. Each page is a different child and a different death, usually by a stupid or self destructive method. It's in the vein of a Victorian cautionary tale except that the deaths described are so extreme to be gothic parody. The pictures though don't actually show the deaths. The children are instead juxtaposed against an environment that at first glance looks ordinary, albeit a little off. Only little Zillah hints at death with her skull-headed doll. It is the verse at the bottom of each page that brings all the elements together to create a grizzly and delightfully surreal twenty-six line poem. Gratitude #31: 2006 2006 also saw Sean go from day care to preschool and from diapers to underwear. My toddler is no more; he is now a proper big boy. Looking back at the last twelve months of photographs I can see Sean lose the last of his baby features in his face. At the close of the year, Harriet is holding her head up. She is able to roll from back to front and hold her own bottle (when she has one instead of nursing). I've gone from having a 50 mile round trip commute to working from home. The change has freed up two hours of my life every week day. I am closer to Sean's school in case he is sick or in case there is a school party. I'm happy that I can participate more in his school. 2007 will bring new milestones for Harriet (sitting and walking) and new accomplishments for Sean (improving his reading skills and learning some Mandarin). It will also mark this website's 10th anniversary this summer. Steps: 3500 All work © 1997-2009 Sarah Sammis |