A Tree Grows in Brooklyn by Betty Smith is the heart wrenching journey of one young girl and her immigrant family as they reach for the American dream. Smith captures more than the poverty of Brooklyn during the
first decades of the twentieth century; she captures the indignity that the
poor face as they live at the mercy of those who own everything as they hang on to the edges of life with their dreams. She captures the determined steel in the
characters’ survival instincts as they refuse to be corroded by the toxic fumes
of oppression; she does this as they
maintain family pride with love and humor.
Smith makes the reader aware that in poor communities, intimate noises come across narrow spaces between crowded housing and linger on air waves; it is where little girls and little boys find their role models as they gaze into neighbors' lives; it is where hands reach out to catch those who stumble. It is also where those hands find ways to push each other toward their dreams. They leave connections humming. Life is palpable!
The reader chokes on swollen emotions but, before they overwhelm the heart and inner strength, love refuses to die. Johnny, the father, is the gentle beauty that soothes Fancie; Neeley is the little brother that gives her life meaning; Katie, her mother, is that flexible piece of steel that drives determination into them all. And Sissy! Sissy is that beautiful aunt that everyone loves; she is the aunt that allows some rules to break; she is youth and, no one can resist her temptation.
Fancie's story, childhood to woman, holds the novel together. Her tree is not only planted in the soil, but it is planted in your heart, and in her heart. The tree refuses to die; it endures and endures and eventually it thrives.
Smith makes the reader aware that in poor communities, intimate noises come across narrow spaces between crowded housing and linger on air waves; it is where little girls and little boys find their role models as they gaze into neighbors' lives; it is where hands reach out to catch those who stumble. It is also where those hands find ways to push each other toward their dreams. They leave connections humming. Life is palpable!
The reader chokes on swollen emotions but, before they overwhelm the heart and inner strength, love refuses to die. Johnny, the father, is the gentle beauty that soothes Fancie; Neeley is the little brother that gives her life meaning; Katie, her mother, is that flexible piece of steel that drives determination into them all. And Sissy! Sissy is that beautiful aunt that everyone loves; she is the aunt that allows some rules to break; she is youth and, no one can resist her temptation.
Fancie's story, childhood to woman, holds the novel together. Her tree is not only planted in the soil, but it is planted in your heart, and in her heart. The tree refuses to die; it endures and endures and eventually it thrives.