Yesterday, I looked out the window to see a stinging blast of snow
pelting the ground. The shower was brief, and the flakes melted before
the ground could be coated. But it’s a sure sign that winter is on the
way, and it may soon be time to go outside and create some snowmen. Or
snowwomen and snowchildren. Snowpeople.
In Spirit of the Snowpeople,
written by Diane Keyes and illustrated by Helen Stevens, building
snowpeople is what the citizens of one idyllic town do best. They lead a
simple life during this time when “the world was a gentler place” they
are attuned to the rhythms of nature, blissfully surrounded by wildlife,
and they present one another with homemade or homegrown gifts.
One day, to relieve boredom and demonstrate their creativity, they
begin to sculpt people out of the snow and get to be so good at it that
Snowpeople Lake becomes a tourist attraction and people come from far
and wide to see the remarkable public art project. The villagers,
instead of using this as an opportunity to cash in, are generous to the
visitors, distributing clothes to them and being generally extremely
hospitable. However, as the statues begin to melt, rumblings of
discontent begin. The visitors are displeased. What can be done?
Stevens’ illustrations are pleasant, with a natural-looking tone to
them, except when she poses the townsfolks’ snowpeople in improbable
positions. The text is fairly simple, with just a sentence or two per
page. It’s less of a Christmas story than a general winter story, but of
course, snowmen have become easily associated with Christmas. The story
is enjoyable enough, but it gets really preachy toward the end as the
visitors receive a lecture on the value of helping one another, with a
crash course on the water cycle to boot.
Spirit of the Snowpeople
has a good message about the importance of working together, but its
overly didactic tone makes it a tad dreary, and the villagers’
worshipful attitudes toward nature might rub some the wrong way. An
interesting read, but hardly the best snowman story out there.
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