Whirligig [NOOK Book]

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When sixteen-year-old Brent Bishop inadvertently causes the death of a young woman, he is sent on an unusual journey of repentance, building wind toys across the land.

In his most ambitious novel to date, Newbery winner Paul Fleischman traces Brent's healing pilgrimage from Washington State to California, Florida, and Maine, and describes the many lives set into new motion...
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When sixteen-year-old Brent Bishop inadvertently causes the death of a young woman, he is sent on an unusual journey of repentance, building wind toys across the land.

In his most ambitious novel to date, Newbery winner Paul Fleischman traces Brent's healing pilgrimage from Washington State to California, Florida, and Maine, and describes the many lives set into new motion by the ingenious creations Brent leaves behind.

Paul Fleischman is the master of multivoiced books for younger readers. In Whirligig he has created a novel about hidden connections that is itself a wonder of spinning hearts and grand surprises.

While traveling to each corner of the country to build a whirligig in memory of the girl whose death he caused, sixteen-year-old Brian finds forgiveness and atonement.

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Editorial Reviews

Publishers Weekly - Publisher's Weekly
After a drunk teenage boy kills a girl while driving, his life is transformed by fulfilling a request of the girl's mother. PW's boxed review called Fleischman's novel "stellar." Ages 12-up. (Nov.) Copyright 1999 Cahners Business Information.
Children's Literature - Sharon Salluzzo
When newcomer Brent realizes that he is a misfit at the party, his drunken anger gets the best of him. While driving toward home he hears a voice in his head telling him to end his life. Brent survives the wreck but kills a high school senior honor student, Lea Zamora. Brent meets Lea's mother and agrees to her peculiar request: to go to the four corners of the United States and build whirligigs "of a girl that looks like Lea". Traveling alone by bus, Brent learns to atone for his actions, and through his creations affects the lives of others in ways he will never know. This is a beautiful story of atonement, self-respect, learning to live with the consequences of one's actions, and discovering that what we do can have a profound influence on others. Fleischman skillfully intertwines the plot threads into one finely crafted novel.
Children's Literature - Susie Wilde
Newly moved and angry Brent attends a party. It turns out he is dressed wrong and not clued into the planned activity. His fury escalates when he drinks, is rejected by a girl, teased and comes to blows with the host. Enraged and humiliated, Brent leaves and becomes lost in a maze of expressways. He decides suicide is the way out of all his problems. Only he doesn't kill himself but Lea, an eighteen-year old caring, honor student. Her parents ask Brent to create four whirligigs resembling Lea and place them in four corners of the United States. The sorrowful Brent, armed with a used instruction book, supplies and a bus pass, establishes handmade whirligigs in Maine, Florida, Washington and San Diego. Each has a positive effect on another person, but no one is changed more than Brent who sees life like a whirligig, "its myriad parts invisibly linked, the hidden crankshafts and connecting rods carrying motion across the globe and over the centuries." He understands also how Lea's death has saved him from blackness and set his life in motion, a "motion that he was now transferring to others." This has much to say about apologies, and discovering that saying "I'm sorry" is as important to the offending party as the injured.
VOYA - Maura Bresnahan
As he nears his seventeenth birthday, Brent decides he is so tired of trying to fit in in a world where he does not belong that his only option is suicide. Driving home alone from a high school party, he plans to end his life while behind the wheel. A life is taken, but not Brent's. His reckless actions kill eighteen-year-old Lea Zamora, a soon-to-be college freshman, loving daughter, and talented musician with a beautiful smile and a love for life. Sentenced to probation and community service, Brent meets Lea's mother as part of his restitution. When Mrs. Zamora requests Brent build and place whirligigs in the four corners of the United States as a way of spreading Lea's happiness, he readily agrees. Brent believes his summer journey cross-country by bus will be an escape from the guilt he carries; from his parents who do not understand him; and from a life that holds little meaning. As he travels and builds his memorials to Lea, Brent slowly accepts that while he cannot bring Lea back, her spirit lives on in the whirligigs. He learns to appreciate the stars in the night sky, develops the discipline required to learn a musical instrument, and finds a place for himself in a world of his choosing, not his parents'. Brent's whirligigs enrich the lives of four diverse people whose stories Fleischman tells in chapters that are interspersed with Brent's (less sophisticated readers might have trouble adjusting to the transitions). A young girl in Maine who is immersed in studying science; a Korean-American boy in suburban Seattle who dreams of playing baseball while his adoptive mother dreams he will be a concert violinist; a Puerto Rican-born street sweeper in Miami; and a teenager in San Diego coping with her grandmother's mortality all experience epiphanies connected to Lea's whirligigs. Through the diversity of these people who never meet Brent but are somehow forever changed by his work, Fleischman proves his point: "the world itself was a whirligig, its myriad parts invisibly linked." At this revelation, Brent's spiritual journey ends and begins again. He accepts that his life and Lea's intersected for a reason and appreciates that her death means he must now live a fuller, more meaningful one in her memory. This is a cathartic story of redemption. Brent, filled with self-doubt, guilt, and a host of worries, is a character today's adolescents will recognize and agonize with. Fleischman's writing is filled with beautiful imagery, no more so than in the twirling arms of his whirligigs that remind readers that sustaining the human spirit in an imperfect world requires reaching out to others. VOYA Codes: 5Q 4P M J S (Hard to imagine it being better written, Broad general YA appeal, Middle School-defined as grades 6 to 8, Junior High-defined as grades 7 to 9 and Senior High-defined as grades 10 to 12).
School Library Journal
Vapid, self-absorbed, status-conscious Brent attends a party at which he suffers a very public rejection by the girl he's been lusting after. Drunk, furious, and unable to deal with his humiliation, he tries to kill himself on the trip home, but his reckless driving kills a stranger instead: a lovely, talented, motivated, high school senior. Though Brent's parents would like to minimize his sense of guilt and his punishment, Brent himself is tormented and longs to make some restitution. The court arranges a meeting with his victim's mother, who asks Brent to "make four whirligigs, of a girl that looks like Lea....Then set them up in Washington, California, Florida, and Maine, the corners of the United States." The brilliant Fleischman has written a beautifully layered, marvelously constructed novel that spins and circles in numerous directions. Readers follow the creation of each whirligig and its impact on one or more observer: a young violinist, a Holocaust survivor, a Puerto Rican street-sweeper. They also follow Brent's journey by bus to the corners of the country and of his journey within himself to find a balance between recrimination and reconciliation. Though Whirligig has linear movement, it impresses readers more with its sense of interconnected spiraling. Brent's skill and inventiveness grow with each whirligig. The emotional responses of those who see his creations likewise vary: some find joy, some peace, some equilibrium. There is enormous vitality and hopefulness expressed in this brief masterwork. Miriam Lang Budin, Mt. Kisco Public Library, NY
School Library Journal
Gr 7-11-Newbery Medal-winner Paul Fleischman's story connectedness-to oneself, to others, and to nature. It is the story of a 16 year old's journey of self-discovery. Copyright 1999 Cahners Business Information.
Horn Book Magazine
In an intricately structured novel, Fleischman skillfully connects the stories of several people to the evolution of his main character. Brent, a self-centered adolescent, drives away from a party after being humiliated in front of his classmates and tries to commit suicide by closing his eyes and letting go of the steering wheel. Instead, he kills the driver of another car, a seventeen-year-old girl. His well-to-do parents can afford to hire psychologists and lawyers to avoid the worst of the consequences for him, but Brent feels a desperate need to atone for what he did. When the victim's mother asks that he build four whirligigs and set them up in the four corners of the United States as monuments to her daughter, Brent sees this as his chance to do penance and agrees to go. The resulting odyssey is a unique coming-of-age story as he is forced to depend on his own resources, is challenged through chance encounters with strangers, and struggles to build the whirligigs that become increasingly more complex as he develops his skills. Meanwhile, in a reverse chronology and in alternating chapters, the reader learns of the effects his whirligigs have had on individuals whose paths they cross. A young Puerto Rican father, escaping his noisy and crowded home in Miami, comes upon a little wooden marching band playing in unison and is reminded that people in a group can make good music or bad. In Weeksboro, Maine, an elaborate wind toy brings about a meeting between a girl and the boy of her dreams. It's the ordinariness of the situations that makes the point stick: small deeds, like split-moment decisions, can have powerful and unforeseen consequences; a single action can reverberate endlessly. As though it were a whirligig turning in the wind, the theme is spun out endlessly, and perhaps more than necessary. But Brent's journey is an embracing and an edifying one. Unlikable at first, he grows on the reader as he himself grows. Just before he returns home, he takes out Two Years before the Mast, a book he'd been given at the beginning of his trip, and places it on a book exchange shelf, "aware he was nudging an invisible gear forward." He is by now fully mindful of the consequences of small actions.
Kirkus Reviews
At once serious and playful, this tale of a teenager's penitential journey to four corners of the country can be read on several levels. While attempting to kill himself on the highway after a humiliating social failure, Brent causes a fatal accident for another motorist, Lea Zamora. His sentence requires a personal act of atonement, if the victim's family so desires; Lea's mother hands him a bus pass and tells him to place pictorial whirligigs in Maine, Florida, Washington, and California as monuments to her daughter's ability to make people smile. Brent sets out willingly, armed with plywood, new tools, and an old construction manual. Characteristically of Fleischman (Seedfolks, 1997, etc.), the narrative structure is unconventional: Among the chapters in which Brent constructs and places the contraptions are independent short stories that feature the whirligigs, playing significant roles in the lives of others. Brent encounters a variety of travelers and new thoughts on the road, and by the end has lost much of the sense of isolation that made his earlier aspirations to be one of the in-crowd so important. The economy of language and sustained intensity of feeling are as strongly reminiscent of Cynthia Rylant's Missing May (1992) as are the wind toys and, at least in part, the theme, but Fleischman's cast and mood are more varied, sometimes even comic, and it's Brent's long physical journey, paralleled by his inner one, that teaches him to look at the world and himself with new eyes.
From the Publisher
“Complex and rewarding, this is a stellar addition to a consummate writer’s body of work.”—Publishers Weekly, Starred Review

“This is a cathartic story of redemption. Brent, filled with self-doubt, guilt, and a host of worries, is a character today's adolescents will recognize and agonize with. Fleischman's writing is filled with beautiful imagery, no more so than in the twirling arms of his whirligigs that remind readers that sustaining the human spirit in an imperfect world requires reaching out to others.”—Voice of Youth Advocates

“Though Whirligig has linear movement, it impresses readers more with its sense of interconnected spiraling. . . . There is enormous vitality and hopefulness expressed in this brief masterwork.”—School Library Journal

“In an intricately structured novel, Fleischman skillfully connects the stories of several people to the evolution of his main character. . . . Brent’s journey is an embracing and an edifying one.”—The Horn Book

“The story as a whole and the inner sense of self that Brent achieves through his experiences are mesmerizing. The language of the whirligig stories gleams and soars: a metaphor of movement, dance, laughter, and irrepressible life.”—Booklist

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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781466860322
  • Publisher: Henry Holt and Co. (BYR)
  • Publication date: 12/17/2013
  • Sold by: Macmillan
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 144
  • Sales rank: 50,780
  • Age range: 12 - 17 Years
  • File size: 358 KB

Meet the Author



Paul Fleischman won the Newbery Medal for Joyful Noise, as well as a Newbery Honor for Graven Images. He lives with his wife and children in Pacific Grove, California.
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The day's first squirt of sunlight hit the window. The bus changed gears. Brent opened his eyes. They were climbing through mountains now. The other passengers around him were sleeping. Twitched alert by the light, he craned his neck to get a better view, pressed his head to the tinted glass, and raptly observed the sun's rising. After night came another day. And after death another life. Mornings seemed mysterious gifts. He inspected the dawn with fascination.

The bus's gears growled. Behind him he heard a faint conversation in another language. This is the afterlife, he told himself. To be crowded in with a collection of strangers, plunging through a foreign landscape, headed toward an unknown destiny. The bus was his ferry across the river Styx. It descended now into an unlit valley. Brent squinted at his map and realized he was in the Cascades. Seattle wasn't far off. He'd been riding for two days, watching new souls board in Milwaukee, Minneapolis, Fargo, Bozeman, Butte, Coeur d'Alene, Spokane. He'd speculated on their previous lives. He had surprisingly little interest in his own. His second life had eclipsed his first. Its moment of birth had been the crash.

He didn't remember the actual impact. He did recall the ambulance lights, the policeman asking how he felt, the discovery that he'd escaped with only cuts and a minor head injury. Then came the alcohol test. Then the drive to the police station, being booked for drunk driving, the photographs and fingerprints—registering his new birth, he thought now. Then the realization that the ambulance at the scene had been tending someone else, that he'd hit another car. His father had arrived at the station. There was talk of the Chevy, its back end mangled, the car probably totaled. Then the news, delivered by one of the officers, that the woman he'd hit had died.

The muteness had begun in that moment. He spoke not at all driving home with his father, slept fourteen hours, and didn't speak the next day. He remembered the party and that he'd tried to kill himself. That he'd ended up killing someone else left him frozen, numb from scalp to soles. Words returned on the second day. His turmoil, though, wasn't translatable into words.

His mother got rid of the newspaper that had a story about the crash, but Brent dug it out of the bottom of the trash can. His car had apparently hit the divider, spun, then been struck by the driver behind him. His blood alcohol was 11. The story was brief and gave only the victim's name, age, and residence: Lea Zamora, 18, Chicago. He plumbed those few facts. She was nearly his own age. He was determined to know more. He tried the obituaries, but her name wasn't listed. He rummaged through the trash for the following day's paper, turned to the gravy-stained obituaries—and found her. Daughter of Cesar and Tamara Zamora, senior at Niles North High School, an honor student, member of the student council, the orchestra, the track team, active in the Filipino community, volunteer at Resurrection Hospital. Why did he have to kill someone like that? Then he realized with a surge of relief that he could perhaps go to the funeral. The police had confiscated his license, but he could take a cab, stand in the back, leave an anonymous offering of some kind. He checked the paper. It had been held the day before.

He ate little, spoke little, and no longer listened to music. He turned seventeen, an event he scarcely noticed. He heard his parents whisper about the blow to his head and his personality change. He'd been diagnosed with a mild concussion. The headaches, like a wrecking ball working on his skull, came less often, replaced by the endless tolling in his mind of the word murderer. Everyone knew. He refused to go to school and made arrangemeets to finish his classwork at home. He disliked being seen in his neighborhood, where the glances he drew were too long or too short. Among strangers he felt no less an outcast, their blind assumption that he was one of them making him wince inside. He studied their carefree innocence with envy: an old woman reading on a bench in a mall, a baby sleeping in a stroller, a pretzel seller joking with a customer. He was no longer of their kind and never would be.

There was a hearing with a judge soon after the crash. Like a ghost, Brent listened to other people discuss the accident and his fate. He was charged with DUI and manslaughter. He hadn't contested his guilt; his punishment was the issue at hand. The judge asked for more information and set a date for a second hearing. It was then that the interviewing began. Social workers and psychologists questioned him, his parents, his friends. He found the fact that he'd tried to kill himself impossible to share with another soul. He could scarcely believe he'd actually tried it and wondered how he could have given no thought to the other cars he would hit. His parents hired their own lawyer and a psychologist. Their job was to argue that sending him to the juvenile detention center would be detrimental to his worrisome mental state. His father tried to cheer him up, promising he would serve no time, telling him to put it behind him, assuring him people would forget.

"I won't," Brent answered silently. He took the obituary from its hiding place, looked up Cesar Zamora in the phone book, and spent all of one day composing what became a four-sentence apology. He mailed it on a Monday. The reply came on Friday—an envelope with his own letter inside, mutilated with scissors, stabbed, defaced with cigarette burns.

Nightmares about Mr. Zamora stalking him through the Philippine jungle joined those about the detention center. Entering the courthouse for his second hearing, the latest dream of being beaten by a circle of inmates recurred to him. He passed a young man, his arms swarming with tattoos, whom he was certain he'd seen in the dream. He and his parents found their room. The psychologists spoke, then the lawyers. Brent suddenly wondered if Mr. Zamora might be there. He was trying to scan the faces to his rear when his father squeezed his forearm. The judge was addressing him, sentencing him to probation in place of the detention center. His parents beamed. He felt relief, but also an unanswered hunger. He realized he wanted a punishment. Brent knew also that, grim as the detention center might be, he'd have welcomed the chance to leave his family and his previous life behind. The listing of the terms of his probation hardly registered with him—alcohol counseling, therapy for depression, volunteering in an emergency room. Then the judge came to the final item: meeting with the victim's family, if they desired, to discuss restitution.

Brent knew the meeting would never take place, an outcome that once again left him both relieved and unsatisfied. He wanted to do something for the family. Two days later the probation officer called. The victim's mother had agreed to talk with him.

The meeting was scheduled in a building downtown. Entering, Brent wished his parents weren't with him. The room was spacious and had a view of Lake Michigan. Miss Gill, young and black and soft-voiced, was there to serve as mediator. A few minutes later Mrs. Zamora arrived, not the tiny Asian woman Brent had pictured but a heavyset redhead in an India print skirt. Among the dozen necklaces jangling on her chest, Brent picked out pendants of an astrological sign and a Native American sun symbol. Her wavy hair flowed exuberantly over her shoulders; the rest of her seemed only half-alive. She navigated the introductions with an eerie, ethereal calm. Brent gazed openly into her face, offering himself up to her, and noticed that her eyes were slightly bloodshot. Those eyes searched his own, then released him. How strange, he thought, that he'd somehow caused this woman, whom he'd never met, to cry.

"We're meeting today," said Miss Gill, "to apologize, and to understand, and to atone." Her voice was hopeful rather than accusing. "We never know all the consequences of our acts. They reach into places we can't see. And into the future, where no one can."

She looked at Brent, then invited Mrs. Zamora to describe the results of Lea's death.

"When the phone rang," she began, "I was sorting through lentils, to soak for soup the next day." Her voice had a faint flutter to it. Eyes down, she continued her detailed, dispassionate account of that night and the days that followed, of her husband's smashing a wooden chair in his rage, the younger children's endless crying, her sleeplessness, the thought of killing herself to be with Lea, the voice from Lea's photo saying, "No."

Brent closed his eyes. What murderous machine had he constructed and set in motion? When his turn finally came to speak, the long apology he'd rehearsed reduced itself to the two words "I'm sorry," words he spoke over and over, then wailed miserably through tears, not caring that his parents were watching.

Miss Gill spoke for a while. When it came time to discuss restitution, Brent saw his father shift nervously. The Zamoras hadn't sued; apparently they were content with the insurance company's payment. His father had brought his checkbook just in case. Brent spied the silver pen beside it in his jacket's inside pocket, stationed like a butler awaiting command. Miss Gill reviewed various possibilities: a written apology to each family member, service to a charity of the Zamoras' choice, service to the Zamoras themselves. Whatever it might be would have to be agreeable to both parties.

Mrs. Zamora stared back at her. "I don't believe in retribution. Lea was born in the Philippines. I was teaching English and met my husband there. I saw what an-eye-for-an-eye looks like, with the rebels fighting the government and all that. My husband feels a little differently. I also believe everything happens for a reason." She toyed with her necklaces. "That the universe required this. For some reason."

She paused, then directed her words at Brent's parents. "Lea had a very caring soul. Very strong and generous. Everybody who saw her smiled. They loved her at the hospital where she worked. This summer she was going to do volunteer work in California. In the fall, she was going to college in Boston. She would have spread joy all over the country."

Brent wondered what his own eulogy would sound like. Mrs. Zamora turned her gaze on him.

"I've thought about you, for hours and hours. What can you possibly do for me? Paint the house? Mow the lawn all summer?"

Her voice had acquired a stronger tremble. She let the questions hang in the air, then looked to Brent's left, out the window.

"My father is a very fine carpenter. Lea was his first grandchild. When she was little, he made her lots of wooden toys. Her favorite was a whirligig, of a girl with arms that spin in the wind. He painted the face to look like her. We've had it on a pole in our yard forever. Hundreds of people over the years have noticed it, and stopped, and smiled. Just like people smiled at Lea."

She opened her purse, extracted a photo, looked at it, and passed it to Brent. It showed the wind toy in motion.

"Lea is gone. I'm learning to accept that. I thought I had nothing I could ask you that would help. You can't bring back her body. Then I thought about her spirit."

Brent's skin tingled. He stared at the photo, then at her, anxious to hear her bidding.

"This is my only request. That you make four whirligigs, of a girl that looks like Lea. Put her name on them. Then set them up in Washington, California, Florida, and Maine—the corners of the United States. Let people all over the country receive joy from her even though she's gone. You make the smiles that she would have made. It's the only thing you can do for me." She exhaled. "That's what I ask."

"You must be joking," said Brent's mother.

His father strained forward in his chair. "This is crazy!" He appealed to Miss Gill. "That's not the kind of thing you ask for!" He faced Mrs. Zamora. "And how's he supposed to zip around the country? In his private jet?"

She pulled something else out of her purse. "I bought him a Greyhound bus pass. Good for forty-five days. He can go anywhere."

Miss Gill repeated that restitutions weren't imposed, but accepted voluntarily by the offender. Brent's parents raised one objection after another, from his commitment to the emergency room to his need for his family, his nonexistent carpentry skills, and the cruel and unusual conditions of bus travel. Brent was oblivious of the arguing. In the quiet storm cellar of his mind, he pondered the proposal. Strange as it was, it would get him away from Chicago, his parents, and his recent past. It would also give him a chance to do penance. He'd never traveled on his own before. The idea held sudden appeal. He smiled inside. He cleared his throat. Then he spoke the words, "I'll do it."

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 28, 2012

    I loved the way the author wrote this novel. It is probably one

    I loved the way the author wrote this novel. It is probably one of the most unique books i have ever read, and a very captivating one as well. The story line is very creative and you can really connect with the characters in the book.

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  • Posted May 19, 2011

    Beautiful, complex story for a YA crowd

    Four tales about redemption, family, and hope are framed by a fifth tale of the boy who touched all of their lives without even being there. Tight prose and a joyful ending to contrast the tragic start. Fleischman has an ear for dialogue and an eye for nuances that make this story feel real. One of my favorite YA titles.

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  • Posted February 25, 2010

    An interesting little book.

    Whirligig is an interesting, yet very short book. Whirligig does have a few chapters that don't really live up to the standard presented throughout the book, but they are few and far between in this emotional journey of a teenage kid. If you're into psychology, I highly recommend this book. For the rest of us, Whirligig is an entertaining story that is worth reading and has that special quality that makes you want to read it twice.It won't blow you away, but Fleischman didn't set out to do that, and Whirligig certainly doesn't need to blow you away to show you its charm.

    Four ot of Five: Recommended.

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  • Posted January 31, 2010

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    Let the wind find you

    New to town and only caring if the cool kids like his car and clothes, Brent is excited to be at one of their parties. Trying too hard to be accepted, he is humiliated by the people he is trying to impress. Leaving in his car angry and drunk, he decides to end his life but instead causes the death of Lea Zamora', a beautiful teenage girl with a love of life. The mother of his victim asks that he create four whirligigs with the face and name of her dead daughter, and place each one in the four corners of the U.S. With all the tools he needs, including a 45-day bus pass, Brent sets off on his journey in hopes of some redemption. As he travels, his whirligigs begin to deeply affect four dramatically different people in ways no one but Lea's mother could have imagined. The stories of a young violinist, an immigrant from Puerto Rico, an Auschwitz survivor, and a Maine teenager are weaved throughout Brent's as he slowly begins to heal and realizes how powerful smalls positive deeds can be.
    I am constantly reading about poor innocent young people dieing at the hands of the irresponsible. Although unlike real life Lea's death does not seem to be completely in vain. Brent's growth felt genuine and my hope for the world was renewed a little. A fast, heart-wrenching read, Whirligig will take but a few hours to get through but just might change your life forever.

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  • Posted December 5, 2009

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    "life changing"....

    This book was great. Very thought-provoking, "life changing" (as my 13 yr. old put it), and just a good story. It really made you think of how your choices and actions affect others lives, without even meaning to. I think it's a great read for teens especially, and although the author's manipulation of time may seem jumpy at times, making you have to really think... it's very worth it!!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 11, 2007

    Interesting

    I can't believe everyone things this book is boring. It's different, but not at all bad, it's a cool and refresing way to look at writing.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted September 12, 2012

    Very inspirational. This book made me want to go on a journey of

    Very inspirational. This book made me want to go on a journey of my own.

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  • Posted February 13, 2012

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    Short Storylines Leave Much To Be Desired

    Book Review by Jessica for Book Sake
    The story gets started quickly and reminds us that what we do can effect other people without us even meaning to. The sixteen-year-old quickly grows up when he is dealing with his sentence and has time alone to think over his actions. The moral lesson within the story isn’t harsh or shoved into your face, but at times it is too loose to have much meaning. The storylines of the strangers that Brent meets on his journeys aren’t fully fleshed out and so you don’t get to see that what he is doing has any effect on them at all. If anything the story is all about him, but it isn’t overly emotional, which you would expect someone in that situation to be. It was lacking in bringing all the pieces of the story together and the character of Brent felt flat to me at times. Book Rating: 3/5

    Book Review by Kole for Book Sake
    The cover for this book didn’t really draw me in. There was nothing special about it and it didn’t really explain what would happen in the book. I guess the plot was the most compelling if I had to choose. Everything about this book was very boring, but the plot was the least boring of them all. Some of the characters they introduced in chapters had nothing to do with the main character and they never appeared again in the book. It just seemed like they were from a different book. Overall it was boring and hard to follow. Book Rating: 1/5

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 24, 2011

    It's OK reading, not as engaging as I thought.

    This book called Whirligig is a somewhat interesting story, as you can tell by the title. This is about a boy named Brent who wants to be around all the popular kids, and also with his dreamy girl Brianna. However, one thing that didn't go according to plan is that Brianna doesn't like Brent. She finds him to be too clingy to her even though they aren't a couple. Brent is crushed after being made fun of at a party with all his schoolmates. After experiencing that he tries to commit suicide by getting into a car crash while drinking. In doing this, he unfortunately ended up killing a teenage girl instead of himself. His victim was Lea. She was only 17 years old. She was a very intelligent girl who had a successful life to look forward to.
    As the result of this terrible loss, Lea's mother asks one thing as a favor of Brent. He should create 4 whirligigs from a picture of Lea and draw symbols that represent her. In addition, he must put one of each whirligig on the four corners of the United States. Lea's mother believes that spreading whirligigs of her will keep Lea's spirit alive. Brent is willing to do this favor but his parents are worried and not sure about this commitment, yet they let him do it. He sets out on his journey, gets the supplies he needs, and goes to finish that project. On the way going to the four corners of the country Brent learns a very important lesson he should have learned a long time ago: be grateful and appreciate what you already have. Trying to control and posses others to gain happiness or popularity will not bring fulfillment. It may end up causing more pain and suffering.
    This book is easy reading. It took some time for it to capture my attention. Although some events were predictable, I was surprised by the death of Lea and also by the request her mother gave to Brent. She seemed to be a very forgiving person. I imagine it would be hard for a parent to loose a child in such a tragic way. That terrible tragedy could have been prevented.

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  • Posted September 16, 2009

    The review!!!! From Coltieeee!

    The Book was made to show you how great life is, and is not worth giving up. The book starts out with this guy that goes to a party. He tries to end his life after the party, because a girl doesn't like him. But he ends up killing someone else with his car, a different girl. The girl's mother asks him if he can make Whirligigs that look, and explain her, and put them on the corners of the United state. The book isn't boring at all. It always keeps you thinking. But once it get near the middle it doesn't get as exciting as the beginning. All together I think this is a great book. I recommend this to people that like to read stories about Teen's lives.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 29, 2009

    book required by school for sumer reading...

    ive had 2 boys read as required reading and neither enjoy fully but it is short and easy read

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 23, 2008

    I Loved it

    it was slightly confusing at first, but then as i got deeper into the book i understood everything and loved it, i would definitely recommend it.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 16, 2007

    I've read better....

    It was a good story, just poorly written, in the sense that it was very boring.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 18, 2006

    A reviewer

    i think this book was totally lifeless. I t had no action whatsoever and i hated it it was very dumb and it was a waste of my time.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 4, 2007

    a very strange book

    the book was really strange and had no point whatsoever. I would not recommend this book to anyone. I have built many whirligigs and I know that he is building them wrong.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 31, 2006

    well.......

    this book was so boring , the first like 2 'chapters' are easy to kinda of pass by, then BAM its so boring i wanted to go to sleep

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 8, 2006

    Worst Book i ever Read

    This book was boring and dragged on and on. There was no action besides in the beginning, and the author spends too much time talking about the construction of whiriligs. Almost died reading this book.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 15, 2005

    a very touching book

    this is a very strong, and powerful book. it is uplifting and very moving..... i loved this book, and i believe i am actually going to go out this weekend and try and buy this book and read it again....

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 20, 2005

    nothing to talk about

    I had to read this book over the sumer for school. I usually finish books like these in 1-3 days. this one took me forever because it was so boring! The only chapter I really liked was the one with the girl and her grandma taking her all over town. DO NOT get this book.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 29, 2005

    ??????????

    im not sure about this book. it wasn't that good but it wasnt that bad either. just read it to see which side youll take

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