✰ 2.75 stars ✰
“But there are things the mind forgets, or thinks it forgets, but the heart still remembers, the body remembers.”
They say when someone dies, an entire archive of history is lost - stories yet untold, stories that could be forgotten through time or even in our own memories. Memories, because sometimes remembering them can be so painful, that we wish we could forget them. Forget and they would cease to exist - 'they have never been written down. Some can’t be written down because they have already been lost.' How important is it to record those moments to share in both the happiness or the tragedy that remains by recalling them. It is in the years spent and the ages passed that stories pile up and we want to know more - yearn to protect them before they cease to exist. Even when it hurts to remember, and all we wish is that we could forget the pain that continues to break our hearts. It's a challenge, as much as it is a blessing to share in the history of a life that we may not have been a part of, but at least we can protect its existence. 😔
I adore the cover; just look at those stunning colors - it's enough to get lost in its vibrancy! 😍 Just look at the tree - the tree that carries its own share of stories that it can never voice, forever etched away in its own memory. It is also what primarily led me to check out Claudia Mills' latest middle grade book, a story that depicts how important it is to protect the integrity of our memories - be it in the human mind or that of an ancient tree - for once gone, it's gone forever. 😞 It is up to the younger generation to do whatever they can to protect the integrity of those ancient stories, for once they're gone - they're gone forever. 'It’s a gift to know what questions to ask, and a bigger gift to know how to listen to the answers.' And when twelve-year-old Sonnet and Zeke are both assigned to interview an elderly person for their English project, they both decide to interview Sonnet's Grandpa Granger, who she and her mother and five-year-old sister, Villie, have come to live with after the tragic passing of his wife. Still feeling the grief of her loss, it will be a daunting challenge to have him open up about the past that hurts just to remember, as well as uncover the buried secrets of the heart, that may even break a heart upon being revealed. 😥💔
“Important truths, lifesaving truths, planet-saving truths—and especially truths people often don’t want to hear.””
And the truth shall set you free - even if it hurts. That is the hard lesson for the price of seeking out to uncover the truths of the past that neither Sonnet or Zeke were prepared for, but somehow was important and vital in order for others to move on. The Last Apple Tree that exists as the dividing line between their two neighboring houses, as well as something that shares a pivotal connection rooted deep in Grandpa's subconscious and past has a story of its own to tell. 🥺 One that slowly comes to light as the two of them literally butt heads in their investigative methods of well, not exactly attacking or demanding Grandpa with the facts and that he reveals all his intimate dark secrets, but it is that not only need to know, but also to let him unburden his own heart of his pains that makes it a valuable lesson for both of them. That by even silencing the truth can leave a lasting impact - both good and bad. 😢
What surprised me was how unlikeable both Sonnet and Zeke appeared to me - at first. Even if they got off on the wrong footing upon their first meeting, there was always so much doubt and animosity stemming from Sonnet over even Zeke's good intentions that befuddled me. do understand where Zeke's dark cloud of frustration comes from; as well as his lack of empathy, too. It doesn't mean I approve of it, but I get it. 😮💨 Sonnet, on the other hand, often behaved so self-centered and self-righteous - I guess, learning about Grandpa's life was in a way for them to learn how inappropriately they have behaved... She was only protecting her Grandfather's well-being it just seemed to come off the wrong way at times - so very annoying! It just took awhile to sink in that I could not get beyond my own annoyance of perplexed confusion at how unfavorable and so unsavory their attitudes were - with each other, and at home. 😕
“The best teacher is just life,” he told her. “Life is what teaches you things you didn’t even want to learn in the first place.”
I don't quite get the extent of Zeke's father behaving as he did; I know that there is a lesson of preserving the environment and not destroying the trees any more than we should, but I still could not grasp the extent of why he was so limited with giving lee-way to his son's freedom and enjoyment, especially since how much being homeschooled in the past has affected him. 'Your generation is the one that’s going to have to live in a world ruined by the sins of generations past.' Yes, I get his intentions are noble and good, but it did not translate as good parenting, in my opinion, even if his hard treatment came from a place of love. 🙆🏻♀️
Granted, the end result was a believable and realistic one; change certainly does not happen overnight, but the door has opened for room for talk - that the apple does not really fall very far from the tree, when we learn to communicate and see both sides of the story. So there is that. 🤷🏻♀️ Plus, I did appreciate the informative facts that he shared with Zeke about the benefits of trees and how critical it is not to let them die out; it was a nice tie-in to the other storyline, as well. But, as once a child, myself. I did still sympathize with Zeke's wishes to live a normal life; as subjective as the term normal may be, I know how difficult it is to be on the receiving end of being different. And no, I did not approve of his said actions about saving himself from ridicule, but the consequences that followed opened each side to a new perspective, so I guess, it did work out well for anyone. 🫂
“But sometimes the things nobody talked about were the things that left the longest-lasting scars.”
It's just the journey there that is so messy and traumatic and rather hard, that makes it difficult to stomach. It helped that it was a quick read before bed; for those who have lost someone close to them, it definitely rings true of how many stories were left unsaid or unheard because they never shared them before their time came - '...if it doesn’t feel that way right now. In the long run, truth is what saves us.' Like the saying goes, the truth hurts, but it heals. ❤️🩹❤️🩹
If anything, what Sonnet and Zeke learned about themselves and the past was how important it is to also listen - listen and share your thoughts and feelings, because you don't know how much harm you may be doing by staying silent. Grandpa Granger's love was so rooted in sadness, that he forgot that he was not alone in sharing in one's pain. And his eagerness - his willingness to find a person wanting to share in his own tales and experiences was both heartbreaking and beautiful, too. It is the reminder of how we can't take the moments we have for granted - because there is a lifetime that will cease the moment their life ends. If they could have shared in the painful memories together, then perhaps there could have been a way to create happier ones, too. 💐