I
am not a fan of television, and I abhor one particular genre of television
programming - reality TV. As if, I ask myself, any of those shows depict the
real lives of their characters. If this is true, I have a great deal of
sympathy for these people. So why the immense popularity with reality TV? It is
human nature to be drawn into other people's problems, to witness their
downfalls, even to marvel at their greatest flaws. And this is nothing new.
How
did Ripley's Believe It or Not come about? Why were the carnival side shows so
popular a hundred years ago? We are fascinated by the dark side of humanity.
Such is the premise of “The Boy at the Museum” by Tamera Lenz Muente.
An
eight-year-old boy becomes an attraction at a Cincinnati museum in 1843 simply
because he was born without legs. The story is told by his mother Elizabeth and
by Arthur Watson, a young man desperate for a job in the big city, who gets
pulled into the macabre world of the museum by becoming a sort of nanny to the
boy. As any eight-year-old boy would be, Enos is just as curious about the
museum as its visitors are about him.
In
addition to following the antics of young Enos, we follow the stories of his
mother and his caretaker Arthur. We root for them and hope that good conquers all
in a place where darkness seems to prevail. Told in the first person by both
Elizabeth and Arthur, at times, I became confused as to who was telling their
story.
Overall,
though, the author has done a great job creating an America of the past, one that
we don’t usually hear about. “The Boy at the Museum” is a great story and reminds
us that we haven’t come so far in 170 years.
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