This month begins with too many good ducks in my little world keeping too close company with doctors, medicines, hospitals & various shoulder, foot & ankle restraints & also the medicines for cancers & blood clots & sadly, the rituals of saying so-long to someone you’ve know your entire life. That’s the lion of March.
Here are some of the lambs.
I learned in these very same days about the kindness of nighttime nurses such as the angel of the 6th floor, Katharine Rose. And I am reminded how comfortable it is to have a pal who I worked with years back at two newspapers, to have her living right here in town, who can hustle over her perfect, no longer needed, expensive medical supply store devices in a moment’s notice. Now I present below another notice, arriving in email the same day as the medical device for a family member.
And honestly as much as I want to frame the notice from Kirkus Reviews (thank you whoever has that opinion of our beloved project about Betty Mae Jumper), it was Janie’s dropping off of the device on our front step at the right moment, that makes me smile most at this moment.
Many, many thanks, Miss Rose, many, many thanks dear Janie & and thank you so very much anonymous writer of the Kirkus Reviews review, for all of your big lifts.
She Sang Promise: The Story of Betty Mae Jumper/ National Geographic Children’s Books March 2010/ Jan Godown Annino/Lisa Desimini/Moses Jumper, Jr.
From KIRKUS REVIEWS
“Short poetic stanzas join jewel-toned illustrations to sing the
satisfying story of Betty Mae Tiger Jumper. Deep in the Everglades in
the 1920s, Seminole tribal leaders threatened to throw this young
daughter and granddaughter of medicine women into the swamp for the
“bad spirits” of her white father. Her family fled to the Dania
Reservation, where she grew up and acquired the Mission faith she
combined with traditional beliefs.Seeking an education, she left
Florida and became a nurse, but she returned to serve her people. She
returned truants to school and helped set up a tribal council and a
newspaper. Her election to tribal leadership in 1967 was a remarkable
achievement in her male-dominated culture, and she continues to sing
stories of her people today. The design of this attractive,
chronological biography reflects the subject. A column of text on a
natural fabric background accompanies each of Desimini’s paintings;
their rounded shapes and glowing colors reveal interesting details of
Seminole life. A glossary serves as the index to pictures and text.
(afterword from her son, maps, chronology, further facts, author’s