I've always been a bit skittish about fictionalizing events from WWII in children's picture books. When done well (as with Roberto Innocenti's, "Rose Blanche") it can be a heartfelt way of teaching children about horrific events. When done poorly (as with Carmen Agra Deedy's magnificently insulting/patronizing, "The Yellow Star") it can turn you off of historical picture book fiction completely. Now in the case of Karen Hesse's, "The Cats In Krasinski Square", the story is based on real events the author read in a short article. After researching the event and meticulously making sure she would cite what she changed and what she didn't, Hesse wrote this one-of-a-kind book. It tells the tale of a Jewish girl during WWII and the ways in which stray cats became heroes in their own right.
A girl sits on a heap of rubble surrounded by cats. It's Warsaw and the girl has escaped the Jewish ghetto to live hidden in plain sight with her sister. So many Jews had to leave their homes and abandon their pets, that the cats have no one to love them anymore. Says the girl, " `I have no food to spare'. The cats don't care". She loves them and that's all that they need at this time. Heading home again, the girl and her older sister are to participate in a plan to smuggle food to the people of the ghetto. Yet before they do they're told that the supplies coming in on the next train are in danger. Somehow the Gestapo have discovered the plan and are waiting with dogs at the station to sniff out the smugglers. It's the little girl who comes up with a way to lead the dogs astray and give the smugglers the chance they'll need to escape. And all thanks to a basketload of cats.
As an author, Hesse is probably better known for her verse novels than her picture books. But her ability to switch formats puts her at no disadvantage. The words in this book are simple and laid out plainly for children to read on their own. Though they say little, they convey the hope and resistance of a beaten-down people. The girl is never named, perhaps because she never existed. But much of this story is true, and the heroism involved is admirable. A tip of the hat as well to illustrator Wendy Watson. Through her subtle colors and shaded hues the story has the soft glow of the 1940s. Light splays out over the cats and buildings beautifully. Watson has obviously studied cat bodies and forms. She knows exactly how to draw a kitty arching its back in the hope of getting stroked or lifting its hind foot to scratch a hard to get itch. I loved the thick black lines that made up each and every scene, as well as the colors used. This is a book of grays, browns, maroons, and soft custard yellows. It's a pleasure to flip through again and again and again.
So as WWII picture books go, I think that this one is my favorite. It introduces the subject to children, giving an ample historical note at the back of the text for further reading but doesn't dwell on the darkest aspects of the time period. This is just an excellent way to begin a conversation with a child about the 1940s. It's lovely to look at and it contains adorable kitties. A beautiful addition to any library.