Alphabet City by Stephen Johnson
Reviewed by Phyllis Jennings, Librarian, Research and Instructional Services
This is the children’s alphabet book I have been waiting for. It is more fun than a McDonald’s playground and twice as original!
Alphabet books abound- some are based on animals, garden flowers, or popular characters in children’s books; here is one based on the metropolis. From the A of a construction site sawhorse to the Z of a tenement stairway, this book takes you on a tour of New York City in refreshing and original ways. The author/illustrator, Stephen Johnson, tells us: “The idea for Alphabet City came to me while I was walking along a city street. I noticed an ornamental keystone that looked like the letter S . Then suddenly I saw the letter A in a construction sawhorse and the letter Z in fire-escapes.”
Realistic pastel, charcoal, and watercolor paintings in a colorful, simple format will appeal to readers of all ages. You will soon find yourself looking for alphabet letters as you take your daily walk, with or without a child in tow. After you turn the last page, you’ll be happy to learn that this book has a companion titled City by Numbers, available at most public libraries.
Here is a special children's book depicting life for an African-American child confronted with segregation laws of the 1950s. Tricia Ann is finally old enough to go to "Someplace Special" all by herself. Her concerned grandmother sends her off with encouragement, "hold yo' head up and act like you b'long to somebody." Along the way Tricia Ann encounters the Jim Crow sign indicating where she must sit on the bus. She cannot sit on the bench near the fountain her grandfather helped to construct. She is not welcome in the hotel lobby, or the main entrance of the movie theatre. Jerry Pinkney, illustrator, portrays the main character in a vibrant blue dress and she is the focal point of every page. His illustrations show the confusion, disappointment, and frustration Tricia Ann experiences. Tricia Ann finally arrives at the special place her grandmother calls "a doorway to freedom." She reads the words carved into the side of the grand building:







