Whistle Down the Wind by Mary Hayley Bell is a unique tale holding the simple perspective and faith of childhood in contrast to the seeming sensibilities of adulthood.
I saw the movie before reading the book. It retains the basics of the story, but you can tell adults made the changes for the cinematic audiences. Even though I enjoyed the movie, the book is better. Their choice to change the character names for the movie bothered me. I like the names Sparrow, Brat, and Poor Boy better. They speak to how the adult world sees them, but not at all as the Man and reader come to know them. The more common names in the movie didn’t evoke anything more than nice names.
Also, the movie presented the story from the oldest sibling’s perspective/POV instead of from Brat’s—the middle child—and the movie ending decreased the beauty of the book ending. Although I have heard some of the beautiful songs from the stage musical based on the book, I haven’t seen it and can’t speak to the choices made for that version.
In the book, the middle child’s POV draws the reader into the perfect middle spot of childhood. Her thoughts are direct, laced with the wisdom and pure faith of a child. The only off-putting thing is her penchant for colorful language with a peppering of profanity inserted matter-of-factly along the way. Even though the reader connects on some level with each of the siblings, Brat guides the reader throughout the story.
The premise of the book is: a group of children find Jesus in a barn. No one, not even the Man can deter their belief. The adults are looking for a runaway convict. The conflict: Is He or isn’t he?
Reading it as an adult, I readily accepted him as the latter, but . . . is he completely? The children’s belief changes him (more clearly discerned in the book), sparks hope and love within the children, and even gives the adults pause—especially their father. Aren’t we supposed to treat others like Jesus (Like the Bible says,“Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, you have done it unto me.”)?
The book ending lets the reader decide the identity and fate of the Man in the barn. The movie decides for you. The three siblings, as well as the other children who are drawn to the Man in the barn aren’t concerned either way—they see Him as Jesus regardless. They’ve helped take care of Jesus. In the end, shouldn’t we do the same? I believe Brat would say, “I like Him, I really do.” I agree.