One of the biggest dis-services I place on a book (of any kind) is "going into it" with a preconceive notion of how I think it is going to be. I think this was the biggest problem I had with this book: it was not what I thought it was.
To start, please indulge me with a little latitude as to why I was so interested in this book. To start, once upon a time, in a land not too far away, my sister had the opportunity to meet Christa McAuliffe, the "Teacher-Astronaut" who was killed when the space shuttle Challenger exploded in January 1986. As fate would have it, due to a military assignment of my father's, our family was relocated to a "new town" and I (and my same sister) were enrolled in Challenger Middle School (which had recently had a name change to commemorate the space shuttle explosion and the dedication of its crew. Do you think that is coincidence enough? Just wait; it gets better. A little while ago, while in my "clear out my bookshelf so I can get more books" phase, I was peddling my "previously enjoyed" books at local used bookstores to see if any were interested; coincidentally enough, this phase coincided with the "biography/autobiography/memoir phase" through which I was experiencing. When given the "store credit only" option at one shop, I used this opportunity to browse through their memoir section and there it was: a book about this same teacher-astronaut, Christa McAuliffe. And if that was not enough to make me have to have this book, as I opened the front cover, there was a note written on the title page to a "Terry" from Grace Corrigan, the author and Christa McAuliffe's mother - JACKPOT!
Needless to say, I was pretty excited about reading this book. Unfortunately, as I got home, the excitement soon faded and this book turned into a "Yup...I should read that one soon" book each time I looked at the bookshelf. Fate stepped in again in the form of my book club which chose biography/autobiography/memoir of your choice as this month's selection; should I tempt fate yet again? Not this time!
I want to preface this review by conceding the following: yes, I had a preconceived notion as to about what the book would/should be; yes, I "knew" it was just going to be a page-turner and captivate my every thought; yes, I was ready to "soak up" all of the bits and pieces of wisdom that this influential woman could offer. As I mentioned previously, this is no way to address a new book.
There is a section in the book which addresses Christa's journal; in this she would record all of her experiences, thoughts, and emotions so that she could share them with others when appropriate, "...this is what my life was like." After reading the entire book, I can somewhat see what Grace Corrigan was wanting to accomplish: since Christa was not able to conclude this herself, Corrigan attempted to compile data, experiences, and a timeline surrounding Christa's life: growing up, meeting her husband, becoming a teacher, joining the NASA Teacher in Space Program, and all that which surrounded her death. If anything, I feel that this undertaking by her mother was a way for her to come to terms with what occurred; at face value it was well written and intensely documented, researched, and compiled. Unfortunately, I felt as though there was too much time/space spent on the "non-Christa" information than that which directly described/documented her life and experiences.
This being said, I want to be clear that I did enjoy the book, but it was not the book which I initially thought I was going to read. I remember watching the launch and subsequent explosion in my elementary school classroom and found all of the reaction which were documented in the story to be very fascinating - many of them reminding me of what it felt like at that time. I learned a bit, remembered a bit, and had a few "Oh, that's interesting" moments. All in all, it still astounds me how one woman can have such an impact on so many people around the world.