Through their restoration of an abandoned playhouse full of antique dolls, two young girls show several other members of the community how to gain a new lease on life.
I remembered this book from my childhood with such fondness that I had to buy it for my own kids, now my eldest, at six, is old enough to get something from it. Re-reading it as an adult I only appreciate it all the more, and am struck by how many lines had survived in my memory - testament to the directness and striking quality of the writing, not the quality of my leaky-sieve memory! I love the dry self-sufficiency of the protagonist, Jennifer, and her growing and surprising friendship with the at-first cartoonishly unlikeable Lizzie McBride. The prose is understated without lacking depth, and there is a certain mournful but not ;achrymose quality to the book's whole feel. The author captures perfectly the balance between what children see as possible and what they take for granted; it's a particular kind of magic that Sheila Greenwald weaves here perfectly. I'd love to see this brought back into print.
Bought this one to put aside for my daughter as well as another one I really liked by this author when I was younger. The concept alone appealed to me; when I read it, I discovered it was set at a partially neglected estate in the Hudson Valley (where I grew up) so instantly grounds like The Vanderbilt Estate, and the play cottage on the grounds of Valkill (The Eleanor Roosevelt National Historic Site) came to mind. For grownups it’s a quick and pleasant little read (if you can suspend disbelief); for kids, it is probably a fun little adventure/secret discovery/ business opportunity story of unlikely companionship, resourcefulness, and heart.
Every once in a while I try a JF while looking for a book my grandchildren might enjoy. Not a fan of this one. The title and synopsis was intriguing but the book didn't deliver. Both the story and the characters were really not that likable.
Well-loved book from childhood with spunky girls and talking dolls. The portrayal of the artist parents in the 70’s is wacky and captures a part of the era well. Did not like how the parents are constantly refered to by their whole names. It was weird.