Raise your hand if you’re experiencing 2020 burnout! I thought so. I hit the wall about a month ago and am plodding along to the end of the year. Yesterday was a crisp, fall day where in synagogues everywhere in the world, we blessed the arrival of the month of Kislev. Kislev means Chanukah and that means miracles and light. I am beyond excited for Chanukah this year because I need something bright in my life even if it is only for eight days and nights. Last year on Chanukah I treated myself to the set of All of a Kind Family books by Sydney Taylor. They are the literally the books of my childhood, and I have been reading through them to bring a smile to my face.
All of a Kind Family was the first chapter book I read on my own. I want to pinpoint the date but I had to have been between six and eight. The original book came out when my mom was six and she grew up reading the series as well and passed the joy of it on to me. This series is about the daughters of Jewish immigrants from Germany and is the story of author Sydney Taylor’s family. Five girls all two years apart in age grow up in the tenements of the Lower East Side. The father runs a junk shop and the mother keeps an impeccable house that Jewish mothers of today would be envious of. Although poor, the family never lacked and the girls made up their own adventures and memories, so even in tough times, they never realized that they lacked for anything. Ella, Henny, Sarah, Charlotte, and Gertie, a steps and stairs family that I grew up wishing I could be a part of.
In Uptown, the fourth book in the series, the family moves to the Bronx. Papa’s junk shop has been successful and he desires to move the family to better surroundings. The family purchases a seven room flat, sharing a home with their downstairs neighbors the Healys. Uncle Hyman and Aunt Lena move a few blocks away so the family remains close, and many other aunts and uncles get the idea to move from the tenements to the Bronx. The United States had been good to this wave of Jewish immigrants escaping from the revolutions and uncertainties in Eastern Europe, and now they could truly call themselves Americans. In this installment, Ella is nearly seventeen and preparing to graduate from high school. Her beau Jules enlists in the army, and this becomes a central storyline of the book. Although Taylor told most of the story through middle sister Sarah’s eyes, I could always relate the most to Ella- oldest daughter, loves being Jewish and teaches Sunday school, beautiful voice. As the oldest, she has more stories as her role is no longer completely centered on the family. This role becomes clearer toward the end of the book, and Taylor had this in mind as well as the last installment of the series is about Ella and how she intends to make her way in the world.
In the Bronx, Henny finds new ways to get into mischief although she happens to be the best at taking care of youngest brother Charlie. Sarah remains the model student, and Charlotte and Gertie are dutiful daughters who look to have bright futures. The Healy family have one daughter Grace who is the same age as Ella, and the girls become close friends, showing how people of different religions can get along when focusing on similarities rather than differences. Taylor teaches Jewish customs to her non Jewish readers through the Healys’ eyes in a way that younger girls can understand. Even one as now well versed as myself can appreciate the care it took to explain traditions to non Jews without treading on anyone’s toes. Even after many a reading these books remain the favorites they were in my youth.
With 2020 coming to a merciful end soon, I am all too happy to reread favorite books. There is no better feeling than curling up with a book I know the ending to and read about the adventures that I spent many hours with growing up. I only have one installment of the stories of Ella, Henny, Sarah, Charlotte, and Gertie left to read and I’m sure it will be my swan song to this year that can not end soon enough. Of course, that means that I will have to start the series and read it again as the girls’ stories invoke all of my childhood memories. My only regret is that Sydney Taylor did not continue the series with more stories about these girls as they navigated what it meant to be a Jewish American into adulthood and a new generation of children, both their own and the ones reading these wonderful books.
✨ 5 stars ✨