Rationale
For this assessment I chose to have two of the main characters exchange letters to each other. Styx has such a unique character. He appears to be a smooth, cool person that anyone would love to be friends with. However, as a foster kid, his background has definitely shaped him into who he is, an independent, daredevil, drifter who is easy going, not caring about anything that happens to him. Caleb Franklin lived in the town of Sutton Indiana. His father warned him to not venture from their small town where acceptance of African Americans had become better. Caleb just wants to be anything but ordinary and is well reserved. So, when he meets Styx, his world is turned upside down. It’s everything he craves in his boring, ordinary life. I felt these letters would help explain the events that happen in this story. Styx and Caleb differ in their upbringing. Many times exposure to literacy shapes one’s attitude towards books. Donalyn Miller focuses on the importance of student surveys in her book, The Book Whisperer. She says, “Teachers frequently use interest surveys to get to know their students. I analyze these surveys for information that will help me encourage my students to read (Miller, 2007).” What a valuable lesson as it pertains to the very different character in these two boys in The Season of Styx Malone. “Their needs as readers, as people, call to me from the pages of those surveys, and I whisper back with books (Miller, 2007).”
Letters from characters
Styx,
I’m grounded from ever seeing you again, and all I keep playing in my head is the last time I saw you. You were twisted in a pool of blood and the moped that we spent all summer working to get was mangled. But none of that mattered. The only thing I could care about was if you were going to be ok. I thought you were dead as they lifted you into the ambulance. I kept recalling all of our memories in my head. The first time I met you, my dad’s voice was ringing in my head, “You’re just like everyone else. Don’t let them tell you different.” But you taught me so much more this summer! I can be whoever I want to be…you taught me that. But I think our friendship taught you some things too. When we first ran into each other in the woods, “our backyard,” you thought we were sneaking up on you and I think Bobby would agree, you were scared we were threatening your territory. To think that one bag of fireworks started our friendship and caused your curiosity to not strangle Bobby is crazy to think about! My parents doubted you, they didn’t want us hanging around you. I could see in their eyes that you were a “bad influence” on us. But Bobby and I knew better. You were special, different than anyone else, unique. I know your business card read, “Anything Man,” but it sold me. From the minute I met you I was all in on Styx Malone. I don’t know what I can’t believe more, that we agreed to try and pull off the escalator plan or that we actually succeeded in doing so. It sounded too good to be true. But I knew if we did pull it off, I would prove I was far from ordinary. The plan seemed simple, to keep trading up until you got what you wanted. But how! When you speak you amaze me with the confidence and swagger that anyone would love to have. Your bargaining skills excite me. I can’t believe how you can read people. I don’t know if that’s a skill I will ever be able to acquire but its’ amazing. You’re always thinking ahead. To think that we went from 1 bag of fireworks, to a riding lawn mower, WITH NO MOTOR, to Harley Davidson memorabilia, to the Grasshopper Moped! It’s crazy! And if I would have never met you, it wouldn’t have happened. I can just see you that candy cigarette hanging out of your mouth! The adventures we shared this summer, fishing, hanging out, making deals, smores in the backyard, jumping on and off trains to get that motor! Memories I will cherish forever..
But then I doubted you, and I’m sorry. I was torn between what I was taught and what you had to offer that no one else ever could. I never should have called Marcus Pike, but I had to know if you stole the motor. Funny thing is, even though I regret it now, it led Marcus back to you and now you get to have a dad that loves you and cares about you. I think in the end, it all worked out and my parents are coming around, seeing what we saw all along. I’m so glad you were my friend. It is a summer I will never forget!
Your extraordinary friend,
Caleb Franklin
Caleb,
I’m sitting at my new home and I’m looking back at the summer I got to share with you and Bobby, and even Cory, and I have to say you have taught me so much. I’ve always been a drifter. I keep everything I need in 1 backpack so that if I ever have to jam, I’m ready. A few clothes, a toothbrush, candy cigarettes, and my stuffed frog. The only thing so far that has brought me comfort. I have been convinced my whole life that no one has ever loved me or cared about me. I couldn’t wait to get out of this town! I could make it on my own, no problem! And although I think that is still true, I would have managed; nothing compares to the life you have led me to. I hate how I left things before the accident because the truth is, I was ready to not get too attached. Haven’t ever been attached to no one! But man, we had some good times this summer. I have to say I had my doubts about the plan to get the grasshopper, but I knew there was a way, just didn’t know how long it would take.
I’m glad I decided to give old man Pike a second chance. I shouldn’t have given up on him. Thanks for showing me about what matters in life, family and friends. Your family is great! And thanks to you, I now have experienced smores. Yum! It makes me think of Pixie though. I will stay in touch with her because she’s my sister. Probably the closest thing to family I ever let in. I don’t know why I’m short for words. I can always talk my way out of anything and can talk to anyone. I guess that shows how close of a friend you became this summer. You taught me more than you’ll ever know. I’m not too far away, so now that I know you know how to jump on a train you can come visit anytime. We will need to start working on our next escalator trade, to get you a better way to travel than just that bike. You’ll be old enough for a car before you know it. Maybe it will take us just that long to work our way to it. Thanks for the memories bud.
Your friend,
Stix
Magoon, K. (2018). The season of Styx Malone. New York, NY: Wendy Lamb Books.
Miller, D., & Anderson, J. (2011). The book whisperer: Awakening the inner reader in every child. New York, NY: Scholastic.