More in the Series – Pooh
“More in the Series” scores the other books in a series where one (or more) of the books have made it into the 1001 Books list. Mostly because I’m a bit of a completionist.
POINTS: 3 out of 10.
Bechdel: 0 points
Variety of characters: 0 points
Good story: 2 points.
Discretionary ideological points: 1 point.
Hey did you know that the totally famous Tigger wasn’t even in the first Pooh book? I didn’t even realise that until we read this one and he was introduced.
The same things I said about the first book pretty much apply to this one. There is still only one female character, and she has a lot less airtime in this one. There’s still no diversity, to speak of, but the kindness and timelessness of the stories is still intact.
Eeyore still annoys the crap out of me, but it is kind of lovely how the rest of the characters continue to treat him kindly despite that.
And that ending! Oh my. I may have gotten a bit choked up while reading it out loud to my little boy who is, like his namesake in the book, off at school learning stuff. He can now recognise his name on the page, which he couldn’t really do when we read the first one. He stopped me to show me the apostrophe in “it’s” and tell me about how it shows that there is a letter missing, and is short for “it is”. (Can I point out that my five year old has mastered the it’s/its distinction. Ahem.) My little guy, like the Christopher in the book, is growing up and moving on and the poignancy of that last scene might have tugged strongly at my over-relating mommy heartstrings.
We both loved reading this book together. It doesn’t score high in the metrics of what we’ve been doing here, but it is a classic for good reason, and remains a quite lovely set of tales about a boy and his friends. It is all about kindness and friendship, and I can’t really fault that.