For what it is, Light Horse Boy is a book well-written. No, it's beautifully written (except for one howler at the end of the book: "Although old, and scarred, none of us have met a horse with a kinder temperament". It's the horse that's old and scarred, not the writer of the letter).
It's just that I just can't imagine why any child would want to read it. It's a book written with an adult purpose i.e. make sure the kids know plenty about the Anzacs. But it's too convoluted if you have to find some hard facts do a project, and there's no index to help because it's a fictionalised story. It's too long for the average reader, and the story itself doesn't have enough momentum to sustain interest. While the details may change, we all know this story even before we open the book.
Using a mix of letters to and from the soldier and some scene setting from the narrator, it tells the story of Jim from the Light Horse Regiment. He enlists, he spends time in Egypt, he goes to Gallipoli, he goes back to Egypt, he gets wounded and eventually he returns, somewhat battered but his spirit intact.
Along the way he has some politically correct thoughts about the enemy being just the same as they are, he expresses devotion to his horse, he misses his mates who get injured and die and so on. His sister is proud of him; the nurses have soft hands and kind hearts. If it weren't for the extensive collection of photos which illustrate this book - and tell the shocking story of the cruel fate of the horses - Light Horse Boy would be rather dull. Not because it's badly written but because we've all heard this story and its variations so many times, always sanitised of the shameful bits (e.g. outrageous behaviour in Egypt) and always perpetuating heroic bits and pieces of the Anzac legend to 'inspire' children.
There is, actually, something 'new' to tell about the Anzacs, but there's no sign of any author or publisher writing anything about the 400 Aborigines who enlisted even though the racist laws at the time had to be subverted to do it. They remain as invisible in literature as they do in the endless commemorations of this part of our history. As do the nurses. There's no sign of any story about the bravery of the nurses who when staffing field hospitals at the front line were injured by shrapnel, gassed and sometimes killed. They, as they are in this book, are always romanticised, they play bit parts, and they're the love interest.
It's hard to resist the conclusion that this book has been shortlisted for the CBCA Book of the Year because it's the 100th anniversary of the start of WW1. It's been in my school library - including some considerable time on display - and not one child has wanted to borrow it.
Enough said, eh?