There is nothing juvenile about children's literature.

Sunday, December 7, 2008

The Dumpster Diver by Janet S. Wong


As he delves into the trash each weekend, Steve encourages his young neighbors (aka the Diving Team) to see the potential in what other people throw away. With a little bit of imagination, trash can be transformed into treasure-and as the Diving Team soon discovers, it might even help a friend in need.

The words in the story are typed on different things, such as school paper, paper bags, doilies, duct tape, etc. The words are scattered along the pages in a fun and quirky way. The illustrations are colorful and help with the story. Nice descriptive writing.

"Diving rule number one is: Keep your mouth shut. (This is especially important when the roaches start flying!)"

"And an old table plus two banged-up skateboards plus a ripped crib mattress plus a hand-held shower plus thirty-two screws and a roll of duct tape can become anything we want it to be."

There is an old lady in the book they call The Grouch. She thinks, "Steve is crazy, too lazy to work hard to make enough money to buy new stuff at the store like good people should." She's a funny character.



I loved this book! It reminds me of my son. He loved going into the big dumpsters to find treasures. One afternoon we couldn't find him or our daughter. Their bikes were gone, but they weren't anywhere around. We started to get worried and drove around the neighborhood looking for them. We spotted their bikes by the school's dumpster and recycling bin. They were nowhere to be found. We got out, called their names and two little heads poked out from the recycling bin. They had a bunch of junk that they tried to talked us into letting them bring home. They also smelled pretty bad. Later we found out that they had eaten lunch in there before. Yuck!

There is some kind of attraction for kids to trash. I can remember being so excited to go to the dump with my dad when I was younger. One time I found a Barbie with no arms. That didn't matter at all to me. It was just so cool and my dad let me bring it home.

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