Dawn and Dusk

Dawn and Dusk

by Alice Mead
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Dawn and Dusk by Alice Mead

For as long as thirteen-year-old Azad can remember, the Islamic Republic of Iran, where he lives in the predominantly Kurdish town of Sardasht, has been at war with Saddam Hussein's Iraq, and his country has been a harsh society full of spies, secrets, and "disappearances." Still, most of the time Azad manages to live a normal life, hanging out at the bakery next door, going to school with his friend Hiwa, playing sports, and taking care of his parrot. Then Azad learns that his town may soon become a target for Saddam's weapons of mass destruction. Now more than ever, Azad feels torn between his divorced parents and his conflicting desires to remain in his home or escape. His father is somehow connected to the police and is rooted in the town. His mother may be part of the insurgency, yet is ready to flee. How can Azad make the choice?

The story of how one boy's world was turned upside down in 1987 Iran is a timely and memorable introduction to the conflicts in the Middle East.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780374706852
Publisher: Farrar, Straus and Giroux
Publication date: 04/07/2007
Sold by: Macmillan
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 160
File size: 263 KB
Age Range: 10 - 12 Years

About the Author

ALICE MEAD has written several books about children in war-ravaged societies, including Girl of Kosovo, an NCSS-CBC Notable Trade Book in the Field of Social Studies. She lives in Maine.


A children's writer has the unusual task of developing a unique voice coupled with evoking the so-called magic of childhood. But is childhood truly a magical kingdom?

I do know that childhood is a time so deeply and purely felt that adulthood can rarely match it. It is a time of great heroism, dashed hopes, leaps of joy, steadfast friendships, explosive frustration, utter hilarity, the shame of betrayal. Certain smells, certain words elicit powerful memories of childhood. For me, the smell of boiled brussels sprouts even now makes me feel utter revulsion. The smell of ethyl alcohol and the words "tetanus booster"cause sheer terror. The clap of an old, dusty book snapped shut and the words "hidden staircase" fill me with wonder. Where? Where? Tell me! How could I not write about childhood?

When I was seven and eight, my family lived in postwar England, in an industrial Yorkshire city that still showed the devastation of World War II and the Nazi bombings. This left a lasting impression on me. The journey there, by ocean liner across the Atlantic, and my later poking about deserted misty castles and the dank Yorkshire moors, and smelling pungent coal fires, all created an unusual and not always pleasant adventure filled with questions. Was Robin Hood real? Was that truly King Arthur's castle? And had I really snapped a photo of the Loch Ness monster? The long, snaky streak still shows plainly in my faded photo.

Back in the United States, I grew up during the Cold War, at the height of the nuclear arms race. I studied Russian for six years, or tried to, endlessly curious about the countries behind the Iron Curtain. And when I was eighteen, there was the Vietnam War. There were antiwar protests, Woodstock, flower children. I went to a Quaker college. I wanted to major in art, but there was no art department, so I majored in English. I started attending Quaker meetings.

One summer, when I was twenty, I worked as an art counselor at a Fresh Air camp for inner-city kids. Watching their sheer delight in using paint and clay, I was hooked. I became an art teacher. I felt privileged to be with kids, to make my classroom a safe place where they could explore their own creativity.

In the meantime, I married and had two sons, both of whom are now in college. One is studying economics and one physics. My husband and I have two dogs, and used to have the occasional rabbit, chameleon, hamster, and goldfish as visitors.

My life was going along smoothly until I was forced to leave teaching because of a chronic illness. I had to rest a lot. That gave me time to work harder on my writing. I began writing a storybook about nature called "Tales of the Maine Woods." Although editors seemed to like the stories, they weren't willing to publish them. Eventually I gave the stories a grandmother, and then I gave the grandmother a granddaughter named Rayanne. Two of those original tales are part of my first book, Crossing the Starlight Bridge.

For two years I watched the war in Bosnia, formerly part of Yugoslavia. In another part of this region, one million Albanian children are among the brutally oppressed. Even under these harsh conditions, they struggle to live in peace and dignity. The family bonds in their culture are extraordinary. I wrote about these children in Adem's Cross. Each day for the past four years, I have worked to help them, and all Balkan people, regain their freedom and human rights.

Recently, other Quaker values besides non-violence became more meaningful to me. These are simplicity and self-reflection. My husband and I moved to a small house near a cliff overlooking the islands in Casco Bay, Maine. I have a flower garden that my dogs like to dig up. When I am stuck writing a story, I can go and sit on the rocks and watch the water for a while, something I have enjoyed doing through my whole life.

Alice Mead was born in 1952 and attended Bryn Mawr College. She received a master's degree in education, and later a B.S. in art education. She founded two preschools for mainstreaming handicapped preschoolers, and taught art at the junior-high-school level for a number of years. She played the flute and piccolo for twenty-eight years, and now she paints, and enjoys gardening and writing--especially about a little boy named Junebug.

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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
The three pups were small mabey a week old. There were two male and a female. The feamle was a cream colour with light orage freakles all over. The youngest male was a pale grey fur that faded intovwhite at his paws tail and muzzle. Te last on was deep black with greyrings on paws and tail. As his eyes were open and theye were bright light blue the glowed.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
The brute turned, shocked at the wolf's hasty exit. But even more surprised at the pups they had left behind. Rhys approached the trio softly, being very careful not to scare them. As much as he would like to care for them... He couldn't. Maybe Errant could care for them?
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Name : Hmm, take a guess... <br> Gender: Male <br> Rank: Alpha Male <br> Personality: He can seem a little harsh, but never mean. He only does what's best for his pack. Very ambitious, in a good way. Apperance: A handsome dark brown he-wolf with darker and lighter streaks across his pelt and bright green eyes. He has a black ear tip, a black paw, and a black tail tip. <br> Kin: <br> &bull;Snowdrop, his sister. Alive. <br> &bull;Sorrow, his mither. Dead. <br> &bull;Malik, his father. Dead. <br> Crush: None yet, sooner or later he'll find a mate. <br> History: To long and despressing a story to tell. I'll save it for a rainy day. <br> Well, I guess that's pretty much it!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
PELT: a red wolf with an orange tint, green eyes PERSONALITY: brave and exited loves to laugh and make others laugh. Preforms her duties heartlessly sas she loves to please people. AGE: 14 moons MATE OR KITS OR CRUSH: none, i dont really know anyone yet! OTHER: just ask i dont bite!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Name: Copperflare. &bull; Gender: &female &bull; Looks: Brown/red-ish & amber eyes. &bull; Kin: Unknown. &bull; Mate: No. &bull; Crush: Blaze. &bull; Pups: No. &bull; History: Last pack didnt care about her, so she left. &bull; Personality: Brave, calm, loyal, & intellegent.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
12 moons. Female. A small brown shecat long black legs. Violet eyes. I will be a loving,caring,risky,and adventourous wolf. I love to look at Blaze and I have no pups. My theme song is thrift shop by macklemore and ryan. I never speak of ny history EVER!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
"A place to stay is what youll get." She meows gently to the tom. "You may stay here, if youd like."
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
shadownight smiles ( i know try calling her by her real name that will realy freack her out and then if she know that you know it she'll get scared and not attack her real name is nightblaze mearly say the name and it will freack her out ) he smiles and sits
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
shadownight chuckles then starts to full on laugh ( you cant defend your self on whats comeing a spirit wolf named night is planing on takeing your pack and killing you but hey if thats what you want tell me to leave right now if you want to find her shes at night class first result i must warn you though dont get to close to her your you'll get burned
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
shadownight pads in his jet black pelt glisening with his wings at his side ( hello i need to talk to your alpha i am a spirit wolf here to gaurd your little pack here) he sits
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Sorry...... *pads out*
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TeensReadToo More than 1 year ago
DAWN AND DUSK by Alice Mead is a compelling work of fiction that is a timely read for youth of the 21st Century.

Azad is a pre-teen, Kurdish boy living in Iran along the Iraq border in the late '80's during the Iran-Iraq war. To make the lives of his people even more trying, the Kurds are despised in their own country as well as Iraq. This sad fact of life inspires many to join a resistance movement against the Ayatollah's regime, putting their lives in danger. When Azad's town is bombed with Iraqi chemical weapons, he retreats to his mother's home in the mountains of Kurdistan.

The heart of this story - in spite of its foreign setting - is one of universal concerns for young people. Azad's parents are divorced and he has mixed feelings for both his mom and dad. Who is to blame for his broken home?

He feels abandoned by his mom, who moved far away after the divorce, but he wonders if the rumors are true about his father. Is he really an informer for the Iranian secret police? Did his mother leave because she is a member of the resistance? His struggles with his family situation combine with his feelings of alienation as a Kurd. Many young people will identify with Azad's concerns.

Although the ending is a bit too tidy for realistic fiction, Mead's resolution keeps DAWN AND DUSK acceptable for its targeted young audience. This novel is extremely well-written and has an authentic sense of place.