Witch Child

Witch Child

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by Celia Rees

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"With its theme of religious intolerance and its touches of the supernatural, this is sure to be in high demand for a long time." — Kirkus Reviews

Welcome to the world of young Mary Newbury, a world where simply being different can cost a person her life. Hidden until now in the pages of her diary, Mary’s startling story begins in 1659,


"With its theme of religious intolerance and its touches of the supernatural, this is sure to be in high demand for a long time." — Kirkus Reviews

Welcome to the world of young Mary Newbury, a world where simply being different can cost a person her life. Hidden until now in the pages of her diary, Mary’s startling story begins in 1659, the year herbeloved grandmother is hanged in the public square as a witch. Mary narrowly escapes a similar fate, only to face intolerance and new danger among the Puritans in the New World. How long can she hide her true identity? Will she ever find a place where her healing powers will not be feared?

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The Barnes & Noble Review
YA author Celia Rees serves up a history lesson and a bewitching tale of suspense with Witch Child, the story of a young woman's struggles to survive amidst the witch mania that besieged 17th-century civilizations on both sides of the Atlantic. The story unfolds from the pages of a centuries-old diary, purportedly found hidden inside an old quilt. In a lead-in to the tale, Rees provides just enough manufactured manifest for this diary to lend it a realistic feel. The diary's author, a 15-year-old Englishwoman named Mary Newbury, grabs her readers' attention with a vengeance from the very first page, where she details her grandmother's arrest and subsequent execution for the crime of witchcraft.

Unlike some of the innocents who fell victim to this 17th-century hysteria, Mary readily admits to being a witch -- at least within the confines of her diary -- and is rescued from suffering a fate similar to her grandmother's by a mysterious female benefactor who ushers her unto a ship sailing for the New World. Mary hopes the change of venue will provide an escape from the sort of rigid intolerance that caused her grandmother's death, but rumors of witchcraft seem to follow her wherever she goes. The horrific onboard conditions and several at-sea disasters trigger witch paranoia among Mary's fellow sea travelers and, when the surviving passengers finally arrive in Salem, Mary quickly discovers that the lifestyle and the settlers in this New World are even more rigid and intolerant than those she left behind.

Adding to the danger of witch hunts and Mary's unfortunate tendency to attract unwanted attention are the day-to-day struggles for survival; starvation, disease, and deplorable living conditions are no strangers here. But while the era may be different, the lifestyle harder, and the stakes higher, young Mary's adolescent struggles with peer pressure, self-discovery, and self-actualization carry a timeless appeal that will easily cross the centuries to modern-day teens. (Beth Amos)

Early March, 1659. I am Mary. I am a witch. Thus begins the diary of Mary Newbery. The woman she knows as Grandmother has been tried and is to be hung as a witch. Mary, rescued by a strange gentlewoman with hauntingly familiar gray eyes, is given a new identity and safe passage with Puritans leaving England for the New World. Martha, an older widow, takes Mary under her wing. Like Grandmother, she has a healer's touch and seems instinctively to know Mary's hidden secrets, but trouble follows Mary. At sea, the Northern Lights appear, an ominous sign, and the ship drifts far north. Arriving in Salem, the group finds their predecessors have traveled far into the wilderness to settle. Mary's differences are harder to conceal in the small, tight-knit group where she is already suspect as an outsider. When some Puritan girls are caught playing at witchcraft, they must find a scapegoat to blame, and Mary is the perfect candidate. Mary's diary ends in October, 1660, as she again flees for her life. All the formulaic characters are here: a withered old witch hunter, the hysterical group of girls, an inflexible parson, a kindly older woman, and the respected family who lends support. This passable book lacks the tension of Kathryn Lasky's Beyond the Burning Time. Nevertheless the cover shot of a girl's face will draw readers, and the novel is sure to be popular with fans of the genre. VOYA CODES: 3Q 4P M J (Readable without serious defects;Broad general YA appeal; Middle School, defined as grades 6 to 8; Junior High, defined as grades 7 to 9). Reviewer: Roxy Ekstrom
The Puritans were obsessed with witches, it seems, and it didn't start in Salem, Massachusetts. Rees begins her narrative in England, with the torture and execution of Mary's grandmother. A strange woman comes to rescue Mary and sees to her removal with a group of Puritans going to the new world. Mary starts her journal with the provocative statement, "I am a witch. Or so some would call me." Mary is an unusual young woman, wise, skilled in herbal remedies taught to her by her grandmother. She and the older woman Martha, a midwife and healer, chose to continue into the wilderness once they disembark in Boston in 1689. They settle in a new town north of Boston on the Merrimack River, accompanied by a man, Jonah, who studies plants and their remedies; and so the three together are healers. These arts clash with some of the Puritan beliefs, which are mostly cast in the worldview that a just God and a wily Devil are in constant struggle for the hearts and minds of each individual. The Devil and evil spirits are everywhere and witches are the instruments of the Devil. The small community is filled with strict rules, which are revealed as Mary tells her story in her journal. Mary likes to decide for herself what is good and what is evil. She is fascinated by the vast forest that surrounds the community and she sneaks away, changing into boy's clothes, meeting a Native American boy and his grandfather, who help her find and identify plants that can be used in healing. She is a person who wants to think for herself, which puts her into danger, real danger, in a Puritan community. It is just a matter of time before she is named a witch. YA literature has other novels and nonfiction about theplight of witches in Puritan society—in fact one of the early YA novels is The Witch of Blackbird Pond. Rees's journal format is effectively dramatic. She successfully conveys Mary's own confusion as to what is witchcraft and what is not, reflecting the historical reality of what a young woman would think raised among Puritans. The cover art is magnetic, the face of an intense young woman with wisdom mixed with sorrow in her eyes. KLIATT Codes: JS—Recommended for junior and senior high school students. Reviewer: Claire Rosser; September 2001 (Vol. 35 No. 5)
Children's Literature
With shades of The Blair Witch Project, this book, Witch Child, purports to be the recently discovered diary of a 17th century teen accused of witchcraft. The catch is that Mary really IS a witch, but not an evil one; she has to hide her powers, though, lest she be tortured and killed. When Mary escapes to America, she finds that the folks of Massachusetts are no more tolerant than the English villagers who killed her grandmother. But the book's real catch is that Mary herself isn't real. Like Blair Witch, the story is fiction passed off as fact, complete with an afterword that requests information about those 17th century families, and provides an e-mail address for quick contact. If your kids don't believe this story is made-up, have them check the front of the book, with its "juvenile fiction" classification. But don't discourage them from reading the book, a sometimes grim but ultimately satisfying read that proves the devil really is in the details. The author is skillful in her depiction of the pious paranoia of both the Old World and the New, and of the struggle and privation that was life in the 17th century. 2000, Candlewick Press, $15.99. Ages 12 up. Reviewer: Donna Freedman
School Library Journal
Gr 5-9-Journal entries, found and pieced together from pages stitched inside a 17th-century quilt, are said to be the basis of this captivating tale. As her grandmother is executed as a witch by English village folk, Mary Newbury is abducted by a wealthy woman and shipped off to America. During the long, difficult journey, she makes friends with some of the other Puritan emigrants, finding an older woman to draw her into the community. They join other followers of the Reverend Elias Cornwall to travel to a newly established village deep in the Massachusetts wilderness where their very survival is threatened, not only by the harsh physical conditions, but also, the villagers believe, by savage Native Americans and the presence of the devil among them. The healing skills Mary learned from her grandmother make her useful, but also a target for suspicion. She is befriended by a Native American boy who accepts without question the supernatural talents she must hide from her community. When, inevitably, the village turns against her, she escapes to the woods. There is no more to the story in this volume, but eager readers who visit the accompanying Web site will learn that a sequel is forthcoming. While the quilt premise is an obvious ploy, the historical setting is sound and well developed, and Mary is an entirely believable character. Readers already captivated by stories such as Ann Rinaldi's Break with Charity or Elizabeth George Speare's The Witch of Blackbird Pond will not want to miss this one.-Kathleen Isaacs, Edmund Burke School, Washington, DC Copyright 2001 Cahners Business Information.
Kirkus Reviews
After watching her grandmother hang for being a witch, Mary journeys to the New World only to discover that human nature's desire to blame another is not limited to 17th-century England. Unlike most stories about people accused of sorcery, Mary freely admits to her gift, one that offers pain with its limited power. Mary's intelligence and openness to the world around her, along with a distinct distrust of the omnipresent religious fervor provide the narrator with immense appeal. There's objectivity to the diary entries about her journey to Massachusetts among a group of Pilgrims and her hard work of settling in a new land. She freely enjoys the company of a young sailor, gets to know the native guides, and appreciates the healing powers of plants. Equally, she recognizes the frivolity and conceit of others in the party and the arrogance and selfishness of the leader who claims to speak for God. When trouble arises, whether in England or in the colonies, some are quick to blame the Devil and his spawn, the witch. Luckily, Mary finds some good people who cling to logic even amid their religious allegiance or who lack that mindset of blind devotion. This diary is eerily given fake credibility by a single-page prologue and an afterword that describe the provenance of the pages and call for further information from readers, an unnecessary gimmick. The tightrope that Mary walks as an outsider in her society is a dangerous one, and the suspense tightens as events unfold. The text is haunting despite a lack of antiquity in the language. Perhaps wisely, Rees forgoes emphasizing historical or theological accuracy and instead focuses on providing immediate characters. With its theme of religious intolerance and its touches of the supernatural, this is sure to be in high demand for a long time. (Fiction. 11-14)

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1. Early March 1659

I am Mary.

I am a witch. Or so some would call me. "Spawn of the Devil," "Witch child," they hiss in the street, although I know neither father nor mother. I know only my grandmother, Eliza Nuttall; Mother Nuttall to her neighbors. She brought me up from a baby. If she knew who my parents are, she never told me.

"Daughter of the Erl King and the Elfen Queen, that's who you are."

We live in a small cottage on the very edge of the forest; Grandmother, me, and her cat and my rabbit.

Lived. Live there no more.

Men came and dragged her away. Men in black coats and hats as tall as steeples. They skewered the cat on a pike; they smashed the rabbit's skull by hitting him against the wall. They said that these were not God's creatures but familiars, the Devil himself in disguise. They threw the mess of fur and flesh on to the midden and threatened to do the same to me, to her, if she did not confess her sins to them.

They took her away then.

She was locked in the keep for more than a week. First they "walked" her, marching her up and down, up and down between them for a day and a night until she could no longer hobble, her feet all bloody and swollen. She would not confess. So they set about to prove she was a witch. They called in a woman, a Witch Pricker, who stabbed my grandmother all over with long pins, probing for the spot that was numb, where no blood ran, the place where the familiars fed. The men watched as the woman did this, and my grand-mother was forced to stand before their gloating eyes, a naked old lady, deprived of modesty and dignity, the blood streaming down her withered body, and still she would not confess.

They decided to "float" her. They had plenty of evidence against her, you see. Plenty. All week folk had been coming to them with accusations. How she had overlooked them, bringing sickness to their livestock and families; how she had used magic, sticking pins in wax figures to bring on affliction; how she had transformed herself and roamed the country for miles around as a great hare and how she did this by the use of ointment made from melted corpse fat. They questioned me, demanding, "Is this so?"

She slept in the bed next to me every night, but how do I know where she went when sleep took her?

It was all lies. Nonsense and lies.

These people accusing her, they were our friends, our neighbors. They had gone to her, pleading with her for help with beasts and children, sick or injured, a wife nearing her time. Birth or death, my grand-mother was asked to be there to assist in the passage from one world to the next, for she had the skill - in herbs, potions, in her hands - but the power came from inside her, not from the Devil. The people trusted her, or they had until now; they had wanted her presence.

They were all there for the swimming, standing both sides of the river, lining the bridge, staring down at the place, a wide pool where the water showed black and deep. The men in tall hats dragged my grandmother from the stinking hole where they had been keeping her. They cross-bound her, tying her right toe to her left thumb and vice versa, making sure the cords were thin and taut. Then they threw her in. The crowd watched in silence, the only sound the shuffle of many feet edging forward to see what she would do.

"She floats!"

The chant started with just one person remarking, in a quiet voice almost of wonder, then it spread from one to another until all were shouting, like some monstrous howling thing. To float was a sure proof of guilt. They hooked her, pulling her back to shore like a bundle of old washing. They did not want her drowning, because that would deprive them of a hanging.


It is a cold day, even for the early spring. White

frost on the ground and green barely touching the trees, but folk come from far and near for the hanging. They crowd the market square worse than for a fair.

It is dangerous for me to be there. I see them glancing and whispering, "That's her, the granddaughter," "Daughter of the Devil, more like." Then they turn away, sniggering, hands covering their mouths, faces turning red at the lewd images they conjure in their own mind's eye. The evil is in themselves.

I should flee, get away. They will turn on me next unless I go. But where to? What am I to do? Lose myself. Die in the forest. I look around. Eyes, hard with hatred, slide from mine. Mouths twitch between leering and sneering. I will not run away into the forest, because that is what they want me to do.

I keep my eyes forward now, staring at the gallows. They have hammered away for a night and a day putting it up. You can smell the fresh-cut wood, even from where I stand at the back of the crowd.

What powers do they think we have, my grand-mother and I? If she had real power, would she not be able to undo the locks to their stinking dungeon and fly through the air to safety? Would she not call up her master, Satan, to blast and shrivel them to dust and powder? And if I had any powers, any at all, I would destroy all these people, right here and now. I would turn them into a mass of fornicating toads. I would turn them into leprous blind newts and set them to eating themselves. I would cover their bodies with suppurating sores. I would curse them from generation to generation, down through the ages, so their children and their children's children bore gaggling half-wits. I would addle their heads, curdling, corrupting the insides of their skulls until their brains dripped from their noses, like bloody mucus. . . .

I was so lost in my curses that only the sudden silence of the crowd brought me back to what was about to happen. Black figures stood on the pale boards, silhouetted against the white of the sky: Witchfinder..

Meet the Author

Celia Rees is the author of many novels for teens. WITCH CHILD is her first with Candlewick Press. After reading about seventeenth-century witch persecutions and Native American shamanism, she says, "It occurred to me that the beliefs and skills that would have condemned a woman to death in one society would have been revered in another. That got me thinking, what if there was a girl who could move between these two worlds?... Mary came into my head and WITCH CHILD began."

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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I haven't completely read it yet, but I wish it was available as an e-book for "nooks." It seems like a wonderful book, so it would be nice if nook owners could purchase it on their device.
TeensReadToo More than 1 year ago
Although Mary never knew her parents, she lived happily in a cabin in the woods with her grandmother and pets. However, her grandmother was a healer, a trusted member of the community until only recently. Now, she's gone, and Mary is alone in the world, on the run from the witch hunters. A mysterious benefactor comes to Mary's aid, telling her that she must set sail for the American colonies with a tight knit community of Puritans. Even though Mary must be careful to hide her true nature from their religious zealotry, she does manage to find a few kindred spirits among their numbers, mainly Martha, who also has a healer's hand; Jonah, an apothecary; and Rebekah, the daughter of a prominent Elder. The journey is long, and Salem may not hold all the hope they'd wished for upon their arrival. When their band rejoins the others in their community who have gone before them, Mary finds herself an untrusted newcomer, and has to guard herself carefully from those who would not "suffer a witch to live." But how can she hide her talents when they're essential to life in this strange new land? And why does a mysterious jackrabbit appear to be following her? This story presents itself under the pretense that the pages of Mary's diary were found hidden inside the seams of a quilt, and a note is included that welcomes anyone with further information on those folks mentioned in the diary to contact the editor. This additional layer adds an interesting flair to the story, which, although fictitious, makes history come alive.
SleepDreamWrite More than 1 year ago
One of my favorites. The writing and setting are what make this a good, at times ad but good read. And the original cover, especially for the sequel I like more. Nostalgic in a way.
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Sianne_Rice More than 1 year ago
I read this book a few years ago and I still find myself thinking of it, it's an amazing story, very detailed, it's a very good account of a puritan girl who is also a healer, and it has a very sweet ending! :)
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
You should read this!!! I absolutely love all of Celia Rees's books! they are all amazing!!
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Witchymomma More than 1 year ago
A friend of mine bought this book for her tween daughter at a book fair 2 years ago. I picked it up and started reading, only making it through the first 2 chapters (and already being hooked on the plot line) before she had taken it to a sleep over and lost it- Time had passed and I didn't think about it again untill I was browsing random books and saw the cover- it was the same book! I ordered it right away and frantically scoped the mailbox every day untill I saw that familiar brown box. I started reading it with my own kids and literally couldn't put it down for hours. I just had to know what was happening next. I was very pleased to finally finish the book and also found out there's a sequel of sorts called Sorceress, which I'm ordering right now.
Betfort More than 1 year ago
Starting in the year 1659, a young girl named Mary Newbury begins writing a journal. In her journal she describes the horrific details of her days as she encounters them. As her grandmother, her only known relative is accused of being a witch she is tortured untill her death by hanging, leaving Mary in world set against her... just because she is a little different. In this book there is long lost mothers: found, Sails to new lands, and true powers disocvered as Mary flees from her childhood home to escape persecution. But, even in her new home, people begin to suspect and accuse Mary of witchcraft. Will she ever truely fit in? Will she ever find a real place to call home? This book is one of my favorites and i have returned time and time again to re-read it. Every aspect of this story is fully described as Mary saw, heard, or felt. It brings the story to life, and that is why it is one of my favorite books. I would recommend it to just about anybody who enjoys a great book with adventure, romance, and finding your true way in life.
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book_worm91 More than 1 year ago
Witch child was an intersting book to read. The main character Mary Newbury is a witch and has fled England from the witch hunt, Mary is force to join the puritans and travel to Salem. As the story progresses we get to learn more about the puritan's life in the 1600s and Mary's life as a witch. The ending left me hanging to read the sequal. Overall I recommened this book to everyone who is interest on reading about Salem, Massachusetts and the puritans settlement.
Guest More than 1 year ago
I read it in one sitting. The best book I've read in a long time.
Guest More than 1 year ago
wow, this book was great! i love the way she doesnt say straight out if she is a real witch!!! You should definitally read this book~ its crazi how they found this in a quilt!