The Mysterious Benedict Society

by Trenton Lee Stewart
{ 2008 | Little, Brown Young Readers | 512 pgs }
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It’s true, I’m doing a few things wrong here. First, I should be reviewing Tallgrass right now, since I read it before The Mysterious Benedict Society. Second, I really should not have read this book all in one sitting…which meant staying up until I-dunno-how-late-since-I-made-sure-not-to-look-at-the-clock. Third, it would probably be better for me to be thinking about lunch instead of debating having another cookie. (Or two. Or three.)

The Mysterious Benedict Society seems, to me, to draw on the success of A Series of Unfortunate Events. (I’m having really severe déja vu here. I know I’ve said this before. Seriously, can you help me out? Did I tell you about this book already?) It’s about rather brilliant orphans who have to solve a mystery, or a series of mysteries. One key difference is that TMBS (do you mind? It’s a pain to type the whole title) isn’t nearly as depressing. It’s actually quite cheery in comparison.

The orphans are Reynie, Sticky, Kate, and Constance, although the narration centers more specifically on Reynie, as he is the leader of the group (and the most empathetic character). The book starts with an extremely difficult written test, given to several large groups of children. Reynie, Sticky, Kate, and Constance are the only four who pass – or are selected by Mr. Benedict – and then complete additional unorthodox testing. Mr. Benedict needs to assemble a team of children to combat the threat of…well, it’s rather mysterious. And hard to explain without giving away too much plot.

What do I have to say about it, then? Well, like I told you, I stayed up half the night (maybe more, maybe less) reading it. The characters are each amusing and poignant in their own way; the writing is unobtrusively excellent; the story is fascinating. There were a few twists and turns, but mainly Stewart has done a great job of letting the reader discover new things when the children do. I never felt like I knew extra pieces of the mystery that the orphans hadn’t yet found. It was a fun journey.

Apparently there is a second book, and a third due for release this year. I’ll definitely be picking those up. (Special thanks to Katie for lending me TMBS, and not harassing me for always forgetting to return it!)

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P.S. I can’t believe I forgot to mention this: the illustrations – the cover, the title headings, and so on – are done by the incredible Carson Ellis, and while you never can judge a book by its cover (so they say), that’s really half the reason I wanted to read it in the first place. They add so much to the book.


Triumph

Tonight, the Romgi and I ate dinner at the kitchen table.

(Please do not ask me how long it’s been since the table had enough space for us to eat there.)

Dinosaur museum

Or, why I hate crowds, part 2.

During the month of August, Thanksgiving Point had $2 Tuesdays. The Romgi and I thought it would be nice to give Krista a break (as best we could) by taking Anna and Brandon to the dinosaur museum (for the reduced price of $8 instead of $36). I figured there would be more people than usual, but it somehow didn’t occur to me that we picked one of the last Tuesdays of summer to go – so every kid in Utah Valley was there, enjoying what was left of vacation.

I hate crowds.

Let me tell you again: I really hate crowds. Something about the noise and the bustling and the chaos makes me anxious, light-headed, and a little bit nauseated. And crowds full of kids are the worst. They dart in front of you and cut you off and bump into you and in all ways drive you crazy. I don’t mean the kids you bring – I mean the kids who belong to everyone else, to the parents who don’t care what their kids are doing. (That may be unfair. I only have the Bwun to handle, and there’s not much he can do to annoy other people, aside from being noisy – and what does it matter in a crowd?)

I may be exaggerating the whole thing just a tiny bit. It wasn’t all that bad – except for the 20 minute wait to get into the museum. Should have worn sunscreen, huh?

The Romgi took over when we first got inside because after the drive and the line, the Bwun needed a diaper change and some food. I’m going to let his pictures tell the story now. (Well…I’ll let them help. Don’t worry, there will be captions.)

Anna explains. Or demands an explanation.

Anna explains. Or demands an explanation.

Next time we decorate a nursery, we're hanging these from the ceiling. I think prehistoric marine life makes a great theme, don't you?

Next time we decorate a nursery, we're hanging these from the ceiling. I think prehistoric marine life makes a great theme, don't you?

Brandon had a sixth sense for when the Romgi was taking a picture. He wanted to be looking at the camera or posing every single time.

Brandon had a sixth sense for when the Romgi was taking a picture. He wanted to be looking at the camera or posing every single time.

Ok, this part's good. First the Romgi takes a picture of Brandon in front of the dinosaur...

Ok, this part's good. First the Romgi takes a picture of Brandon in front of the dinosaur...

Then a picture of Anna in front of the dinosaur...

Then a picture of Anna in front of the dinosaur...

Next Brandon tries to get in Anna's shot, and she makes him cry as she pushes him away...

Next Brandon tries to get in Anna's shot, and she makes him cry as she pushes him away...

And finally the Romgi gets a picture of them both sulking.

And finally the Romgi gets them both sulking.

That is an extremely large dinosaur.

That is an extremely large dinosaur.

This room, which smells heavily of chlorine, has a big wrap-around table filled with water and sand. Kids can build dams and create rivers and streams, complete with plastic dinosaurs and palm trees. I suppose on a slower day they could watch as the water washed away their dams and moved the dinosaurs and trees around, but it was packed when we went. See that crowd? Bleh.

This room, which smells heavily of chlorine, has a big wrap-around table filled with water and sand. Kids can build dams and create rivers and streams, complete with plastic dinosaurs and palm trees. I suppose on a slower day they could watch as the water washed away their dams and moved the dinosaurs and trees around, but it was packed when we went. See that crowd? Bleh.

Anna scooped sand to make a dam.

Anna scooped sand to make a dam.

It was fairly sticky sand. I'm glad Anna was old enough to clean herself up.

It was fairly sticky sand. I'm glad Anna was old enough to clean herself up.

More sand.

More sand.

And water.

And water.

Brandon got tired of playing and decided to climb on the benches instead.

Brandon got tired of playing and decided to climb on the benches instead.

The Bwun was just unhappy all around.

The Bwun was just unhappy all around.

The Romgi and I decided we’d been in the museum long enough, so we finished the trip up by letting Anna and Brandon each pick a flavor of fudge to buy. Anna got key lime and Brandon chose chocolate-vanilla. Of course, then we needed some for ourselves, but we stuck with traditional chocolate. It was a nice treat after a long, noisy afternoon. The kids were great, but…

I sure hate crowds!