This book was dark. Really dark. I think it's important subject matter, and we need to understand that these things happen, but I found it very difficult to read. I think some kids may be quite traumatized by it. Maybe not. Maybe most kids are immune to violence because of all the violent media, books, etc. But this felt different. This was real-world violence and real-world horror and it wasn't just the oppressive and violent regime: it was the slave traders and the smugglers too. It felt like the whole world was evil. Luckily we met Almaz and her family. But still, I found it very dark, without hope of a good ending, without hope of change. Again, maybe this is what we really need, to wake us up to what's happening around us, to make us try to change something. But…I think it might be too much for empathetic, sensitive kids who would like to change things but feel powerless to do so.
The writing was smooth, and I liked and cared about the main characters.
I suppose the author chose to set the story in an unnamed country (possibly Eritrea?) so that it felt more universal, and so we'd focus more on the characters, but it did feel a little vague at times.
LONG SOAPBOX ALERT (and Fahrenheit alert): And I have the same quibble I have with many books set in the desert: deserts are not scorching hot in the day, freezing cold that night, then scorching hot again the next day. It's a myth. There can be quite a dramatic difference between daytime and nighttime temperatures, and if you don't have appropriate technology or clothing or shelter or water, or if you're trapped inside something, or if your clothes are soaked, it can be a very uncomfortable swing, but we're talking a difference of 25-35 degrees Fahrenheit, maybe 40-45 F in the most extreme places on the most extreme days. So…if it's 100 in the day (fairly hot), it could conceivably—but rarely—dip to 55 at night (quite chilly after that hot of a day, but not "freezing,"), and a more likely temperature would be 60-75. When it's 110 or 115 here in Phoenix, Arizona, it never gets even pleasantly cool at night. In Phoenix, if it's only 60-65 in the day, like sometimes in winter, it could dip below freezing at night. But 65 is not scorching hot. From my research, bigger swings than this are almost always associated with dramatic cooling or heating trends that will affect all temperatures for days, which means that it still won't swing 50 or 70 degrees every 12 hours, as so much of literature seems to imply.
The biggest swings probably won't happen in summer, and it's summer right now in the northern hemisphere, so this quick study I just did is not optimal, plus it's mostly based on cities, which tend to trap heat and thus moderate temperatures swings, but I just looked at tomorrow's daytime highs and nighttime lows in these northern hemisphere locations which are in or near deserts: Phoenix, Arizona; Ajo, Arizona (a small town); Death Valley, California; Khartoum, Sudan; Sabha, Libya (a big town, but not a huge city); Riyadh, Saudia Arabia; Asmara, Eritrea. And these southern-hemisphere cities: Alice Springs, Australia; Windhoek, Namibia. The differences between high and low temps are mostly around 23-28 degrees F. The highest was 32 F in Sabha, Libya, followed by Death Valley, with 30 F degrees.
In Refugee 87, when they were in the metal box cars, yes, it could totally be scorchingly, suffocatingly, dangerously hot inside those convection ovens and then cold at night. But at one point they were walking through the desert and sweat was pouring down Shif's face and drying before it got to his shirt…or something quite extreme like that. Yet that night, it was very cold. Unless 65 or 70 F was "very cold" to Shif, I simply do not believe this happens.
I've spent miserably cold—even snowy—nights camping in the deserts of the southwest USA, but the surrounding days were by no stretch of the imagination hot. I've spent miserably hot summers in the desert, but the summer nights are by no stretch of the imagination cold. Ever. My deserts are lusher than many other deserts, and that's a moderating factor. I have not spent time in the more extreme deserts in northern Africa or the Middle East, so it could be quite different there, but I still don't think it's scorching hot—freezing cold—scorching hot—freezing cold.
Sorry for my soapbox. It's just that Refugee 87 is about the fourth book I've read recently (fiction AND nonfiction) that perpetuates this myth / exaggeration, and I really want someone to debunk it—or explain to me how all of my personal desert experience and all of the raw temperature data I've collected at various times can be wrong. Or maybe I want people to start talking more realistically about how it can be hot in the day and quite cool at night if you're sleeping rough, or warm in the day without shade but cold at night.
This issue did not hugely affect my view of the book, nor should it deter others. But I had to get the rant out. Thanks for listening.
END SOAPBOX
For such a dark book, perhaps the ending was appropriate, but it delivered far less hope than I would have liked.