[This story was first published in 1971, so I think we’re past the “spoiler” stage.]
Rarely do I have such a negative reaction to a children's story, but here it is...
The core message of this story (at least for the majority of it) was a good one. But I definitely had some issues with it, overall.
Emma, a proud, self-absorbed cat, is essentially ignorant to others around her and is put off by the differences that she observes. She doesn’t even know what some of the animals are, but she knows she doesn’t like them, because they’re not like her.
Sam, a very patient and kind dog, is trying to open Emma’s eyes to the fact that our differences don’t make us bad, weird, wrong, etc. – just, well, different. We can learn something from others who are different from us. We shouldn’t expect others to try to be like us because there is nothing to indicate that we are right and they are wrong. For all we know, they may think the exact same thing about us.
In short, tolerance and a willingness to embrace diversity are very important life skills! This story could have ended with a great lesson, but fell short in a major way, in my opinion.
As the story concludes, Emma tells Sam that she is learning a lesson but that he needs to accept her ways, as well. And herein lies one of the problems with this story – being tolerant of various aspects of a person’s personality is so very important and accepting others regardless of differences is also crucial to our growth as humans. But the idea of accepting someone’s racist views and bigoted thinking, as just being part of who they are – these are the kinds of things that cannot be tolerated. It reminded me, somewhat, of Harper Lee’s “Go Set a Watchman”, which disappointed me, greatly. Hate cannot be tolerated or accepted in any story, let alone a children’s story. I do not think that we should ever be willing to say, “Oh that’s just how that person is” when it comes to cruelty, discrimination, and inequality. No one gets a pass on that – not even a cute cat, wearing a string of pearls.
Prejudiced thinking conveys a completely different state of mind than someone saying, “Oh I like onions, but you don’t, and that’s equally OK.”
I also had difficulty with the cadence of this story – it tried to rhyme in some sections, but didn’t try at all, in others. Are you going to deliver your story in rhyme? Are you not going to rhyme? I think this story needed to pick one. Otherwise, I spent the entire story reading it incorrectly.
Since it was first published several decades ago, I don’t see it being changed, now, however.
Unfortunately, this is not one that I would select for my class.