As the kids and I began our school year with a unit study of the Civil War, I continued my quest to read as many books about the Civil War as I could before we finished the unit. After Across Five Aprils and Gods and Generals I began reading The Red Badge of Courage. Most books would be a dissapointment after the last two I had read, but determined to give this one it's fair chance, I kept reading through what seemed to me to be endless sniveling and the insane ravings of a young soldiers mind. I had just resigned myself to finding absolutely no detailed description of battles or any other events that happen in a war, when the main character stumbled upon a dead soldier who had been dead for days. The author, Stephen Crane, who had yet to describe any tangible scene, painted a picture of this dead soldier that was so gruesome and vivid in detail that I actually had nightmares the night I read about it and it took me a couple days before I dared to pick the book up again. Most people who know me, know that I don't get grossed out easily: when we dissected owl pellets in fifth grade, I was the one who had to pull the rodent parts out of the regurgitated pellets for all the boys in the class who refused to touch them; in High School Biology class, I was delighted to find that my frog had some cancerous cells bulging out of it's guts and gladly volunteered to be the one to remove them as my lab partner (male) could not stomach the thought; finally, in college when I was struggling with my grades in every other class, I got an A+ in Human Anatomy because I found myself in the cadaver lab at any available time slot; however, this one scene described in a book grossed me out! So much so that I lost any tiny bit of interest that I had in the book and about three quarters of the way through it decided that it just wasn't worth my time. Apparently not all "classics" are classy.
On the flip side, as I had droned on and on trying to get through The Red Badge of Courage, I was really looking forward to starting The House of Dies Drear. Maybe it was because I used to be a mystery novel junkie as a kid and it's been that long since I've read a mystery novel, but I was very intrigued by the idea of this book. The House of Dies Drear is not set in the time of the Civil War, but is about a family who purchases a home that was part of the Underground Railroad and is rumored to be haunted by the slaves who were captured and killed nearby. After the first five or so chapters, I was scared out of my pants, and couldn't stop reading. I was loving it. I remember the next day when I saw my friend, I was so excited to tell her about how great the book was. I will say that the second half of the book wasn't as good as the first half, it actually got a little weird, but it was still a really good book for teenagers who enjoy history and mystery. I appreciated the little bits of information about the Underground Railroad that were woven into the story, as the kids and I had really enjoyed that part of our Civil War unit.
In summary, I would not really recommend The Red Badge of Courage to anyone, especially not the faint at heart, and I would recommend The House of Dies Drear to teenagers or older children who can handle a little bit of scary drama. But, for learning about the Civil War, there is nothing like Gods and Generals and I look forward to reading it's sequel, Fallen Angels, someday when I have a little more time.
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