I love the magic treehouse books. This book is no exception.
I love how the author manages to educate the reader so much while entertaining throughout her story. It is both blatantly obvious and discreet at the same time.
I love the beautiful lines that you can quote in her books that are insightful messages that the children learn from reading this book.
And I especially love that she teaches you about history and historical figures throughout her books.
In this book, the kids go from America to Iraq over 700 years ago and though both places obviously spoke different languages at the time (as they do now) the children are always able to express themselves clearly and be understood.
I really like that the author does this because it’s like there’s no language as a division between the countries or between the people or between the times in history. There is also nothing stopping the main female character from being respected and listened to, even though she is a female.
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These are the parts I loved:
Firstly, I love the dedication. "To Paul Caringella, a scholar in the House of Wisdom". I don't know who Paul is but that is one heck of a compliment.
Next, I love her speaking about Syria and Iraq in a positive way in her "dear reader" section.
p.6
caliph
p12
From 762 AD to 1258 AD, the Arab world had a golden age. During that time, a ruler known as a caliph (say KAY-liff) governed an empire that stretched for thousands of miles. The capital of the Arab empire was the city of Baghdad, an importance center for learning and trade.
p17
The season of the sandstorm begins in the desert in mid February and continues all spring. Winds can blow as fast as 40 mph. Sandstorms can easily cause travelers to lose their way in the desert.
p24
Dates are known as the fruit of the desert. They hang in bunches from date Palms. People gather dates by shaking the trunk of the tree. Not only our dates and important food, but the wood and leaves of the palm are used to make -
p33-35
“She is truly a miracle of nature.”
Some miracle, thought Jack.
“ she can drink two barrels of water in 10 minutes,” said Mamoon, “ and then go for a week without drinking again. She can live many days without food, too.”
“Really?” Said Jack.
“She is well suited to travel in the desert,” said Mamoon. “Her thick eyebrows protect her eyes from the glare of the sun. Her long eyelashes and the fur around her ears keep out the windblown sand.”
“Cool,” said Jack softly.
“Her feet are so tough, they do not feel the heat of the desert,” said Mamoon. “And they are so big that they keep her from sinking down into the loose sand.”
“Hmm,” said Jack.
“She can carry 500 pounds of baggage on her back,” said Mamoon, “ and travel 100 miles in a single day.”
“That’s a lot,“ murmured Jack.
Mamoon tucked on the camels reins and lucked his tongue. Beauty breathed heavily as she rose up on her long, powerful legs to her full height.
Mamoon looked at Jack. “We must respect her and honor her,” he said. “In many ways, she is superior to us, no?”
p39
I wish to be reading the wind and the stars.”
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We are heading east, toward the goat star.
p48-49
“ what are the whistling sand?” asked Jack.
“Some say it is magic,“ said Mamoon. “But I believe that all things in nature have their reasons. That is why I like the study of science. Science says we must observe our world. We must make experiments and try to find out why things happen. We have learned the whistling is made by sands settling in the drifts.”
“Oh,” said Annie. “I’d hoped it was magic.”
“Learning the reasons for things is magic,” said Mamoon. “True knowledge brings light to the world. And that is a magical thing, no?"
p50
The snaky patterns in the sand were blowing into round, curly patterns. Jack heard a weird moaning sound. “Is that the whistling sans again?” he asked hopefully.
“No,” said Mamoon. “That is the cry of a terrible sandstorm. And it will soon be upon us."
p51
"Get down! Lie on your bellies!” Ordered Mamoon. “Quickly! Cover your faces with your head cloths!"
p57
"Maybe we should check and see,” said Annie.
Jack? took a deep breath. He still thought Mamoon might not want them to look inside the box. But his curiosity got the best of him. “Okay,” he said. “I guess it wouldn’t hurt to make sure it’s all right.”
Jack pride apart the two pieces of wood ends lift lifted them off. Inside the box was a book.
“A book?” Said Jack, surprised. He’d expected gold or jewels. He carefully lifted the book out of the box. It had a plain leather cover with no title on it.
“It doesn’t look like a precious treasure,” said Annie.
“Maybe the writing inside is the treasure,” said Jack?.
p58
Aristotle (say AIR-is-TAH-tul) lived in ancient Greece over 2,300 years ago. He is known as one of the greatest philosophers of all time. The word philosopher means “lover of wisdom.” Aristotle’s works were introduced to the Western world by the Arabs in the Middle Ages.
p64-65
In the ninth century, traders from all over the world brought their goods to Baghdad to sell. Baghdad, merchants, traded paper, fine cloth, and jewelry for goods from Spain, India, Africa, China, Greece, and other lands. These goods were sold in a huge open-air market called a bazaar.
p66
During its golden age, Baghdad had good hospitals. The city was also known for its excellent police system and public schools, along with its many libraries and stores and a zoo with a 100 lions.
p89-92
“Welcome to the House of Wisdom,” said the caliph, “ a learning center for the entire world.”
“What happens here?” Asked Jack.
“Come, I will show you.” The caliph escorted Jack? and Annie through the front door and down a wide hallway. “We have a laboratory for discovering new medicines,” he said, “and an observatory for viewing the stars and planets. But this is my favorite room of all.”
The caliph stopped before an arched doorway. He opens the door and sled, Jack? and Annie into a huge, silent room. “This is the library,” he said in a hushed voice. “Even I must be very quiet here.”
Late-afternoon light slanted down from high, open windows, streaming over bookshelves and colorful carpets. Men read at long tables. When the readers looked up and saw the caliph, they all started to rise.
“Please continue with your work. Do not mind us,” the caliph said softly.
The men sat down again and returned to their reading and writing.
The caliph pointed to a bearded man sitting by a window, hunched over a pile of papers. The man was writing furiously.
”That is Al-Khwarizmi,” whispered the caliph. “He is a truly great mathematician. He has perfected the Indian way of writing numbers.” The caliph pointed to numbers written on a board on the wall: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10. “We call these the Arabic numerals,” he said.
“Arabic numerals?” said Jack.
“Yes,” said the caliph.
Jack whispered to Annie, “We use the Arabic numerals, too. They must have come from that guy.”
The caliph pointed to another man reading by the window. “He is al-Kindi. He is perhaps the most brilliant scientist and thinker in the world,” whispered the caliph. “But he is very humble. He believes knowledge cannot belong to only one person or country. It belongs to all. The world grows wise only when wisdom is shared. I agree. And that is why I built this house.”
“I agree, too,” whispered Annie.
“Me too,” said Jack.
“Scientists and scholars from many countries come here to read and study and share their knowledge,” whispered the caliph. “We have thousands of books. They have all been copied by hand.”
p.94-95
"Oh, Tales from the Arabian Nights!” said Annie. “We know those stories.”
“You do? Wonderful!” the caliph said with a smile. “It seems someone from our land has traveled to yours and shared our stories. Perhaps someone will soon bring stories from your land back to us. That is the great power of a book, no?”
“Yes,” said Annie.
“And I hope your land will hear of this book, too, someday,” said the caliph. He held up the book of Aristotle‘s writings. “After I have read it, I will have it copied so I can share its wisdom with the world. Thank you for helping me."
p108-109
more facts about Baghdad
Baghdad is an ancient city that lies between the Tigris and Euphrates rivers. Long ago, this area was called Mesopotamia, which means “between the rivers.” Today this land is called Iraq, and Baghdad is its capital.
The character of Mamoon in this book was inspired by two caliphs of Baghdad in the ninth century – Harun al-Rashid and his son Abdullah al-Mamoon (often spelled al-Mamoun).
It is said that Harun al-Rashid sometimes disguised him himself and went to the bazaars to listen to his people. The world of al-Rashid was the inspiration for the collection of stories known as A Thousand and One Nights or Tales from the Arabian Nights.
Abdullah Al-Mamoon was the youngest son of Harun
al-Rashid. He carried on his father’s work by honoring the arts and sciences. He also founded the House of Wisdom in Baghdad.
The House of Wisdom was a home to scholars from all over the Eastern world. Two important thinkers who studied there were al-Kindi, who was called “the philosopher of the Arabs,” and the mathematician al-Khwarizmi, who introduced algebra (a kind of math) to the world.
Many ancient writings were stored and translated at the House of Wisdom. Some of the most important writings included the work of the Greek philosopher Aristotle. Aristotle’s teachings helped lay the foundation for modern science.
Harun al-Rashid helped start a golden age, in which Baghdad would be an important center of learning and culture for the next 400 years. In 1258, the city was destroyed by Mongol invaders.