What the fireflies knew.
Record details
- ISBN: 9780593556580
- Physical Description: 370 pages (large print) ; 24 cm
- Edition: Large print edition.
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Subject: | Families > Fiction. Death > Fiction. Secrecy > Fiction. |
Genre: | Large print books. Bildungsromans. Fiction. Literary fiction. |
Available copies
- 2 of 2 copies available at Missouri Evergreen. (Show)
- 2 of 2 copies available at Little Dixie Regional.
Holds
- 0 current holds with 2 total copies.
Other Formats and Editions
Location | Call Number / Copy Notes | Barcode | Shelving Location | Status | Due Date |
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Little Dixie - Main Library - Moberly | LP F HARRIS (Text) | 2004683228 | Large Print | Available | - |
Little Dixie - Paris | LP F HARRIS (Text)
In Memory Of...: Helen Johnson
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2004683961 | LARGE PRINT | Available | - |
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Kirkus Review
What the Fireflies Knew : A Novel
Kirkus Reviews
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A story of Black girlhood from a promising new voice in fiction. It's 1995. Kenyatta Bernice--known as KB--is 10 years old and looking forward to turning 11. Then her father dies, her family loses their house, and KB's mother leaves her and her older sister, Nia, with a grandfather they barely know. The summer that follows is a tumultuous one for KB. She's still grieving the loss of her father when her mother disappears, and Nia is suddenly more interested in boys than in spending time with her little sister. The White kids across the street are eager to play with KB when their mom isn't around, but she soon learns that she can't count on their friendship. A boy KB thinks she can trust hurts her. The only reassuring constant in her life is her well-worn copy of Anne of Green Gables. More than anything, she wants the older people around her to be honest with her, but for the most part, she's left alone to piece together what's happening. Her grandfather reveals that he and her mother had a falling out, but KB knows that he's leaving out important details. She learns that her mother is undergoing some kind of "treatment" from an overheard conversation. The girl figures out all by herself that her father died from a drug overdose. Child narrators can be a challenge, but Harris has crafted a voice for her young protagonist that is both believable and engaging. Early in the narrative, when she first arrives at her grandfather's home, KB reports, "The house is silent and smells like a mix between the old people that kiss my cheeks at church, and the tiny storage unit where all our stuff lives now." There's a lot of information packed into this eloquent sentence as well as a lot of pathos. Quietly powerful. Copyright (c) Kirkus Reviews, used with permission.
Library Journal Review
What the Fireflies Knew : A Novel
Library Journal
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Harris's debut novel is a beautifully written and moving coming-of-age tale told by 10-year-old Kenyatta Bernice (KB) after her father's death from an overdose. When their mother is sent away for treatment, she and her teenage sister, Nia, are sent from Detroit to live with their estranged grandfather in Lansing, Mich. With their mother gone, the two sisters, once best friends, have become disconnected as they drift through the hot and miserable summer. KB's isolation is palpable. Missing her parents and now stuck with a disagreeable grandfather she barely knows, she and Nia are suddenly plopped down as one of the few Black families in a white neighborhood. As the summer and heat wear on, secrets are revealed and illusions are released. As in Harper Lee's To Kill a Mockingbird, Harris addresses serious topics like racism, sexual assault, and mental health issues through the empathetic POV of a young girl. Zenzi Williams is a kind and gentle reader and ably evokes every emotion with perfect pitch. VERDICT This wonderfully written and beautifully narrated story will be a big favorite for book clubs and audiobook clubs.--Pam Kingsbury