Book Report: The Westing Game by Ellen Raskin

OK, I know what you’re thinking, this is a tween book… and I guess you would be right. I bought this book for my daughters for Christmas. In fact, I had to order it from Indigo since it’s not a normally stocked item. I ordered it because of all the books that I read as a kid (meaning, pre-middle school) this one made the biggest impression on me. I’m not sure why, but I just remember really, really, really liking it. So, since my kids had other books on the go, and I was looking of a quick read… voila!

westing game book

My recollection of the story line from (*cough*) thirty years ago, was pretty vague. I remember it being a puzzle mystery with clues that gradually build the story line with an unlikely cast of characters, but that was about it.

So as a brief little recap: The Westing Game by Ellen Raskin is about 16 people, all unrelated to each other, who are requested to move into a new, fancy apartment building on the shores of lake Michigan. Now, suspend your disbelief for a moment, as they all somehow agree to move into the building at basically the same time. This would be a realtor’s wet dream! The list of new tenants includes a podiatrist and his family, an Asian family and their teenage son, a state judge, a delivery man, a secretary, a dressmaker, a young medical intern as well as a few other interesting and unlikely characters.

We quickly learn that almost all of the new tenants have specifically been chosen as heirs to the Samuel Westing fortune. Sam Westing, the mysterious millionaire recluse whose mansion sits on a hill overlooking the town and more specifically the new apartment building, has suddenly just died, or was he murdered?   During the reading of the will, the heirs are each given a set of clues. The clues will lead to the murderer and whichever heir solves the puzzle will inherit the Westing fortune. The kicker: one of the heirs may be the murder!

It was a fun little read, just less than 200 pages, but it was actually better than I remember. And honestly, it didn’t feel like a children’s book at all. I was actually wondering if my girls would be able to keep all of the clues and characters straight, as even I found it tricky to keep all the details in line. Since the book was written in the late 1970’s there is the obvious lack of technology, particularly evident when one character hires a private investigator to dig up information (mainly old newspaper articles) on Sam Westing and the other potential heirs… something a quick Google search would uncover today. Also, a freak, but brief snow-storm ‘cuts them off to the world’ for a couple of days, which of course wouldn’t really happen in today’s wired world.

Overall, it was a great read, with some fun twists and plot turns throughout. The ending will make you wonder how you didn’t figure it out sooner. My girls are still elbow-deep in Harry Potter, but I’m curious and excited about what they think of The Westing Game, and if they will enjoy reading it as much as I did at their age.

Ann

Hooked on hooks

 

With two busy school-aged girls, our front entrance gets a workout. It’s actually fairly spacious, but since it’s the only entrance to the house (we don’t have a separate entrance area from the garage), it really needs to work and be functional. Years ago I installed hooks for each of the girls’ knapsacks. They have served quite well keeping the entrance and bench area fairly tidy. But as hooks-into-drywall go, they were starting to look a little shabby. In fact, a year ago, I had to move one of the hooks because it was peeling out of the wall.

You can see where the original hook used to be, and yes, even after a year, I still hadn’t patched the old hole. Sad, I know.

Opps – picture is a little blurry.

So now with the ‘moved’ hook pulling away from the wall again and the other hook starting to do the same, it was about time to re-think my hooks. I couldn’t just move them again, so I decided they needed to be mounted on something that was then mounted to the wall.   I thought barn-board would look awesome, and then it occurred to me, that I have no idea where I would get a small piece of barn-board. I don’t know anyone who has a barn… well anyone that lives close by who has a barn. And then it struck me! Pallets!

My husband’s work has tons of pallets lying around that can’t be used anymore.   Since I didn’t need a really big piece, he hacked apart an old pallet for me and then cut it down to the size I wanted. Violà – instant barn-board!

I decided to spruce up the edges a bit and enlisted the girls to offer their opinion: turquoise or yellow. Turquoise won. I patched up the wall and then re-painted it. Hubby helped me mount the board to the wall, drilling pilot holes through the board, putting in drywall anchors and finally screwing it to the wall.

barn board 1

barn board 2

 

hook done 2

It’s not rocket-science, and it’s certainly not super-fancy-über-cool-pintrest-worthy. But it works for us and looks a whole lot better than the two sad, dangly  hooks that were there before.

Ann