I’ve just finished reading The Summer We Saved the Bees, Robin Stevenson’s fun and quirky novel about an eco-extreme mom who sews costumes for her children and sets off across the country to do performance art, save the bees, and save the world. The book is narrated by the tween son, Wolf, who — though dedicated to the continued pollination of plants — would rather not appear in public dressed as an insect.
I loved the book, mostly because with just a small increase in my anxiety level, and a tiny decrease in my inhibitions, I could totally be that mom. I am one mild brain injury away from buying a camper van and setting off for the legislature to do performance art about seismically upgrading our schools. (None of which have had upgrades funded in the last six months, incidentally, because the province and the VSB are fighting again.)
Wouldn’t it be effective if we took all the kids at risk of being crushed by their schools and lined them up like dead bodies on the legislature lawn?
But… um… yes. I do realize the issues with that, and don’t really want to petrify and/or mortify my children, and therefore will not be enlisting them as performance artists anytime soon.
But here’s to all the moms who desperately want to save the bees/schools/world in any way possible.
The book’s a fantastic read, even if you’re not as neurotic as I am.
Great post Tanya. I’ll have to read this book! And, oddly, I have a character named Wolf in my novel-in-progress too. Hmmm… how do these things happen?
And tell, me, how many books did you read in 2015? I’m always trying to catch you.
Hi Shelley! Thanks for stopping by and leaving comments that made me laugh. I made it to 73 books in 2015, just missing my 75 goal. (Which I blamed entirely on Naomi Klein, because This Changes Everything took everything in me to read. Though it was worth it in the end.)
Here is a question in return — when I read your blog, there are always calls to action about important issues. How do you stay up-to-date on so many causes without turning into Robin Stevenson’s apocalypse-crazed mom?