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Protecting Marie

Protecting Marie

3.4 11
by Kevin Henkes

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"Fanny sensed that from the moment she was born she was meant to have a dog. It was as though some unique and independent organ deep inside her, like a tiny heart, couldn't thrive properly without one."

With humor and compassion Kevin Henkes tells Fanny's story. But this is not just a dog story. This is a story about a girl and tier father.


"Fanny sensed that from the moment she was born she was meant to have a dog. It was as though some unique and independent organ deep inside her, like a tiny heart, couldn't thrive properly without one."

With humor and compassion Kevin Henkes tells Fanny's story. But this is not just a dog story. This is a story about a girl and tier father. This is a story about growing up. This is a story about wanting and getting and realizing that nothing is simple or easy.

Editorial Reviews

Children's Literature - Dr. Judy Rowen
Fanny's father is an artist who just turned sixty, much too old to understand a 12-year-old girl. At least that's what Fanny thinks. Fanny's father can be difficult when his painting isn't going well. Once, when he was especially happy with his work, he impetuously gave Fanny the gift that she really wanted, a dog to call her own. The puppy drove her father nuts, so he gave it away. Fanny nurtures the hurt this caused, refusing to trust her father. She sequesters her fears just as her father sequesters his love for her. Both father and daughter grow, and even the paintings reflect the new joy permeating the household.
School Library Journal
Gr 5-7-Frustration, love, and sensitivity underscore the dynamics of family life for Fanny Swann, 12, the main character in this absorbing, well-crafted novel. Henkes has created strong and believable characters in Fanny; her artist father, Henry; and Ellen, her nurturing mother. Henry is having problems dealing with aging and doubts about his talents. When he goes off by himself rather than attend his own 60th birthday party, Fanny is angry and guilty at the same time, thinking that she is the cause of his behavior. While she loves and admires him, she also fears him and feels that he doesn't understand her. There has also been a rift between them since he gave away her incorrigibly rambunctious puppy months before. Despite his moodiness and unpredictable nature, a deep, strong love holds this family together. Fanny has an enviable relationship with her mother, who acts as a buffer between father and daughter. A new older and calmer dog is the catalyst for all of them to ultimately discuss their feelings, accept criticism, and try to change their behavior. In a time when dysfunctional families get center-stage in fiction for this age group, it is refreshing to find a novel that celebrates the family without being pedantic or unrealistic. A book that has much to say about admitting mistakes, facing consequences, and granting forgiveness.-Renee Steinberg, Fieldstone Middle School, Montvale, NJ
Hazel Rochman
Fanny Swann, 12, is always tense around her moody artist father. She knows he loves her, but he's short tempered and obsessive, especially when his work isn't going well, especially now that he's turning 60. When he gives her a big, friendly dog at Christmas, it's as if her deepest wish has come true, but she's terrified she won't be able to keep her pet. Can she trust her father? Always, she's watching, listening. Will the dog disturb Dad's work? Will Dad be in a bad mood? Fanny's mother is a wise and perfect background figure, but the father is achingly real in his love and his anger. Fanny's viewpoint is sometimes too adult, and the Snow Queen metaphor for inner transformation seems added on to the story. But, like Henkes' picture books, his novel gets the physicalness of the domestic scene and the child's powerlessness in a world run by unpredictable grown-ups. Best of all is the pet story, "hot and loamy and sweet-stinky and comfortable." Fanny's love for her dog is there in all its trembling particularity.

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Chapter one

Fanny Swann popped the only red balloon, pretending that it was her father's heart. And then, within a matter of minutes, her anger dissolved into tears. After slapping at the remaining balloons, Fanny turned toward her mother, wrapping herself around her, burying her face in her mother's fancy dress.

"It's because of me," Fanny said between sniffles. "I know it's because of me."

"It's not because of you," Ellen Cross told her daughter. "Don't think that for another second." Ellen stroked Fanny's hair, pulling her fingers through it like a comb.

"I'm messing your dress," Fanny said, stepping away from her mother and wiping her nose on her sleeve.

"Don't worry about my dress."

"When will he come back?" Fanny asked, almost whispering. She looked at her mother up and down while she waited for an answer.

Usually her mother's long, thick, gray-streaked hair was drawn back into a ponytail that always managed to spill over her right shoulder and curve toward her neck. That night, Ellen's hair was twisted with a tinsel garland and small red berries into an elegant bun.

"Does it look stupid? Does it look like a Danish pastry?" Ellen had asked Fanny as she worked on her hair in the bathroom only hours earlier.

"It looks beautiful," Fanny had responded, her eyes frozen on her mother, mesmerized by her mother's ability to create extraordinary effects out of things that were nothing very special on their own. The tinsel garland was just a scrap that had been lying on the stairs; the berries were froma scraggly bush in the backyard.

Ellen's dress was satin. It was bloodred with flecks of yellow and green worked into the fabric here and there. The blending of the colors reminded Fanny of an apple turning. Her shoes were red also, with straps that buckled and heels that clicked on the bathroom floor.

"You look gorgeous," Fanny had said somewhat wistfully, as though she knew her mother's beauty could rub off on her daughter only by magic. Something Fanny did not believe in, except in books. "And you smell nice, too. What is it?"

"Oh, I'm not really sure. A little of this, a little of that."

"And add that to your already fragrant body odor," Fanny had joked, "and there you are -- a masterpiece."

"You are the masterpiece. You are the perfect one."

"Right," Fanny had said sarcastically, jumping up to plant a kiss on her mother's cheek.

Catching glimpses of herself in the bathroom mirror as she watched her mother confirmed it all over again. Fanny looked a lot like her father. She often wondered why she had to resemble her father so strongly. Why not her mother? Fanny's features were her father's. They looked fine on him -- a sixty-year-old man. They didn't on her -- a twelve-year-old girl. Funny how a long nose with a bump, deep-set eyes, and a thickly furrowed brow can take on dramatically different qualities depending on whose face they happen to be part of.

Many of Fanny's parents' friends thought she was attractive. "You have a lovely Grecian profile," they'd comment. "Your eyes are so expressive, dear," they'd say. "You look pretty tonight, Fanny," they'd add. But all their flattery seemed false to Fanny. What did they know anyway? Many of her parents' friends were over fifty.

At school, Fanny felt extremely average. She did not belong to the popular clique. No one asked her for beauty tips in the lavatory. No boy had ever called her on the phone. And no one ever commented on her appearance, except for Bruce Rankin, who once said that Fanny Swann had a nose that could cut cheese.

Average. If you said it long enough, it sounded as bad as it felt. Average, average, average.

The one time Fanny mentioned her concern about her "averageness" to her father, he bristled.

"You are not average," Henry Swann stated, turning red. "It's your young, garbled vision clouding things. Hopefully, you'll outgrow it -- your garbled vision. Then you'll see how beautiful you really are."

Her mother was more sympathetic, but just as blind.

Who's the one with garbled vision? Fanny often asked herself.

While Ellen had tucked in a few uncooperative strands of hair, Fanny had slipped in front of her and faced the mirror square-on. She straightened her outfit. She was wearing black tights, a black turtleneck, black Converse All-Star high-tops, and an old, brown, stretched-out, V_ neck sweater of her father's, onto which she had randomly sewn dozens of buttons. The buttons were various sizes, shapes, and colors. I look like a clown, she thought. My mother is a goddess.

"Done!" Ellen had said, startling Fanny. She whirled about beneath the cool bathroom light like a dancer in a jewelry box.

Now they stood in the dining room, under the chandelier. Bright yellow balloons and green crepe-paper streamers hung down, moving slightly above their heads.

Ellen grabbed Fanny's hands and squeezed them tightly. Then she laced their fingers together. "I don't know when he'll be back. He didn't say. When he called, he just told me he wasn't coming to the party."

Fanny waited for her mother to say more. Things Fanny wanted to hear. Things like, "But I'm sure he'll be home soon," or "Surprise! It's just a joke -- he's hiding in the front hall closet," or even something as simple and meaningless as "Don't worry."

But she didn't. She swung her arms out, making a circle with Fanny. The balloons bobbled in the small wind, and Fanny could hear the tight rubbery sound they made.

Protecting Marie. Copyright © by Kevin Henkes. Reprinted by permission of HarperCollins Publishers, Inc. All rights reserved. Available now wherever books are sold.

Meet the Author

Kevin Henkes has been praised both as a writer and as an illustrator. He received the Caldecott Medal for Kitten’s First Full Moon; Caldecott Honors for Owen and Waiting; two Newbery Honors—one for Olive’s Ocean and one for The Year of Billy Miller—and Geisel Honors for Penny and Her Marble and for Waiting. His other books include Old Bear, A Good Day, Chrysanthemum, and the beloved Lilly’s Purple Plastic Purse. Kevin Henkes lives with his family in Madison, Wisconsin.


Brief Biography

Madison, Wisconsin
Date of Birth:
November 27, 1960
Place of Birth:
Racine, Wisconsin
University of Wisconsin, Madison

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Protecting Marie 3.4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 11 reviews.
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Hey i miss you
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Mis u too
sweet0emo0luver0grl More than 1 year ago
im a picky reader, but this was one of the best books I've ever read!!!!!! i totally connected with fanny! I've loved animals, especially dogs, all my life! i have 5 dogs!this is SUCH a good book!!!!!! 10000000000+8 thumbs up!
Guest More than 1 year ago
It was a very moving book. I really connected with the main character and I think that the story is very good.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I like dogs and thought this was a dog story, but it was too sad and the author kept bringing up how sad Fanny was. This was the worst book Kevin Henkes has written, Olive's Ocean was WAAAAY better.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I thought it was going to be a dog story, but the dog didn't show until page 94. Why the four letter words are included in a fifth grade level book I don't know. Maybe it's the language learned at Burger King.
Guest More than 1 year ago
This book sounded good on the back cover, but it was just too sad. I mean, all throughout the first chapter the author goes on and on about how Fanny cried and cried and how her dad was getting old and how she wasn't accepted by her friends. He could have made it more interesting and less teary.
Guest More than 1 year ago
This book is really great! But I didn't really understand, the first time, why Marie was such a big part. ?
Guest More than 1 year ago
I just love this book it really get's you into Fanny and Dinner.
Guest More than 1 year ago
This book definetately had its moments. I think the author could have added a little more spice to this book, like what would have happened if the dog had babies with another dog?