The author of the memoir EVERY LITTLE SCRAP AND WONDER, Carla Funk, returns with another most entertaining book. It is heralded as a coming of age story about growing up in Vanderhoof in British Columbia. It is life in a small town where Mennonite life was the way and for a young girl, growing up in such a community had much different perils and pitfalls than in a large area.
But for Carla Funk, she managed to create her own memories through some awkward teen experiences. She talks of her parents and her father who smoked and drank, and seemed to enjoy good times with his buddies in the logging business. Of course the women had a different set of rules and standards, which pretty well meant they were subservient and had to view and obey life much differently. She talks of her grandfather who seemed to be a very serious man who lived in his own world. He was rather tight with his money, and even seemed to want to limit the toilet paper one used, almost getting into origami to make the thin sheet last longer and more absorbent. Carla reflects on many other coming of age aspects of life including choosing her first bra. It was almost traumatic, and the way she writes the experience, makes it most amusing and life-changing in an interesting way.
There is also going to her first big dance, recalling the sights and sounds that definitely made an impression on her. “I had never been inside a room so loud, a room whose walls vibrated with the noise from the DJ’s speaker towers and made my ribcage buzz.” She watched certain boys, and seemed to look awkwardly at some of the boys, almost wondering which girl might be interested in them.
Carla talks candidly of the ritual of growing up, shedding her hesitations and awkwardness. She looks back at summer camp and the surprising image of one of the girls, who decided to come wearing tight jeans and red spike heels.
The book is a nostalgic tour of life in the 80’s, with crushes on television stars like Kirk Cameron and feelings for the opposite sex. It’s a trip down memory lane to gentler times, when people’s insecurities made them hesitant to interact, but desperate to fight in with the crowd.