On what YA
stories can teach us—and what they can’t.
Some of my
strongest memories of my young adulthood involve trips to the public library to
play educational games on the one computer in the kids’ area (I still remember vividly
the thrill of seeing that there was a half-hour time slot available to sign up
for). Sometimes I played Where in the World is
Carmen Sandiego, about which more another time perhaps. And there may
have been another game or two I’m forgetting. But often my game of choice—and
this will come as no surprise, either to anyone who grew up in the 80s or to
anyone who knows AmericanStudier-friendly computer games—was The Oregon Trail. It’s
fair to say that I learned more about the rigors of frontier life—fording those
rivers, trying to shoot those squirrels, struggling with that damn
dysentery—from those half hour sessions than I did from any other source.
Similarly, I’m
willing to bet that more American children have learned about westward
migration and settlement from Laura Ingalls Wilder’s Little House on the Prairie books (and of course from the subsequent
TV show) than from all the textbooks on the subject put together. And like Oregon Trail, but of course in far
greater length and depth, Wilder’s books certainly immerse readers in the world
of the frontier, its threats and challenges, the new worlds always waiting
across the next river, the experience of navigating and surviving and even
prospering in them as a family. Indeed, the game and books parallel and
complement each other very interestingly: the game offering kids the chance to
connect their own identities and perpectives to the same kind of frontier world
in which young Laura and her
siblings develop their own such connections throughout the books. I think
there’s great value in helping kids make such empathetic links to distant, past
experiences, and Wilder’s books offer wonderful opportunities for doing so.
On the other
hand, I can’t help but feel that my position on both the game and Wilder’s
books creating such empathy is a classic example of what has come to be called “white privilege.” That
is, for so many American communities, each with their own histories and stories
of the 19th century west, those narratives bear precious little
resemblance to the past. That’s most obviously true for Native Americans, but
would be equally applicable to African American slaves (or even freedmen), Mexican
American landowners, Chinese American immigrant
laborers, and other groups who helped constitute and shape the frontier. I’m
not saying that Wilder’s books should have engaged with all those communities—she
wrote what she knew—but instead that it’d be vital for any young reader to
complement and supplement those books with other stories, ones that can help
him or her learn about, and perhaps even empathize with, those other frontier
lives and worlds.
Next YA favorite
tomorrow,
Ben
PS. What YA lit
favorites and memories would you share?
While I'm not sure the Little House books count as YA (they seem more middle-grade to me), your speculation that readers learned more about that era from those books than from official school is spot on for me. I've been thinking a lot about this lately because of a recent post that came across my feeds critiquing the character of Ma. I realized that I read those books much like I encountered science fiction/fantasy: as set in a different world from mine and the details of that world were what I took away.
ReplyDeleteAs for other YA faves, I am still captivated by Hunger Games years after first reading it and just finished Lissa Price's Starters/Enders series and loved it.
Thanks Heather! (I defined YA very capaciously for this series for sure.) I like that comparison to sci if a lot. And I'll add these thoughts to the weekend post, thanks!
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