I have seen this phenomenon so often, either with a famous person, or someone who most people genuinely like and they have this mysterious pull on people's opinions, at least for a time. Twinkle says she loves the name Chrysanthemum, the whole class changes there mind.
There is an immediate connection and she is one of the teacher's kids look up too. A music teacher comes in and she is a person who all the kids love. So, all the kids make fun of Chrysanthemum and then something amazing happens. The thing is, school throws together everyone and sometimes we have to have patience to find our tribe. We really do need our peers to accept us. She just met these kids and already she cares what they think about her to the point they can make her hate her name. It deflates her and she begins to hate her name. I wasn't really taken by the artwork, but it told the story just fine and had plenty of fun details.Ĭhrysanthemum loved her special name for 5 years and then she goes to school and is teased about her name. It can also be a nice book about being a little different at school and having to deal with that. This book is an interesting study of identity and how our peers can affect us. It's unique and you could nick name them ChrysAnn. I do love the name Chrysanthemum, but it is long. ALA Notable Book, School Library Journal Best Book of the Year, Horn Book Fanfare Honor List. And because of this, the closure is ultimately convincing and utterly comforting. But in the end, what sustains Chrysanthemum, as well as this story, is the steadfast love and support of her family. On the surface, the finale is overly tidy and the coincidences unbelievable. He also has great compassion for parents, offering several adult-humor jokes for anxious mommies and daddies. Kevin Henkes has great compassion for the victims of childhood teasing and cruelties-using fresh language, endearing pen-and-ink mouse characters, and realistic dialogue to portray real-life vulnerability. Pretty soon the girls are making playground threats to "pluck" Chrysanthemum and "smell her." "That's half the letters in the alphabet!" she adds. That evening, Chrysanthemum's parents try to piece her self-esteem back together again with comfort food and a night filled "with hugs, kisses, and Parcheesi." But the next day Victoria, a particularly observant and mean-spirited classmate, announces that Chrysanthemum's name takes up 13 letters. But on the first day of school, Chrysanthemum begins to suspect that her name is far less than perfect, especially when her class dissolves into giggles upon hearing her name read aloud. Until Chrysanthemum started kindergarten, she believed her parents when they said her name was perfect.
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