By Beverly Cleary. Published 1984.
SO much happens in this book, y’all!
Ramona’s Aunt Beatrice (remember her?) has come for dinner,
and to show off her new ski clothes. For the ski trip she’s going on with a
guy. That she’s known for two weeks. Damn, Aunt Bea. Moving a little fast
there? Ramona’s happy she’s there, because she actually listens to Ramona,
since she’s a teacher and takes kids seriously. And Ramona’s got shit to tell.
Howie’s rich Uncle Hobart is coming to town, fresh from Saudi Arabia where he
works in the oil business.
It seems like forever before he actually shows up, but one
day Uncle Hobart is there when the kids get home from school. Ramona takes an
instant disliking to him because he teases her, calling her Howie’s girlfriend
and singin a song with her name in it. Uncle Hobart brings Howie and Willa Jean
presents, a camel saddle for each of them, a unicycle for Howie, and an
accordion for Willa Jean. Howie gets hurt on the unicycle. And Willa Jean
breaks her accordion, which Ramona unfairly gets blamed for. Ramona finally
comes to the realization that Mrs. Kemp just plain doesn’t like her, and vows
to never go back there.
That night at dinner, Ramona tells her family about what
happened at Howie’s, and how Mrs. Kemp hates her, and that she’s not going
back. They can’t make her. Beezus actually backs her up, saying it’s obvious
Mrs. Kemp doesn’t like them. Their parents ask Ramona what she thinks should
happen. She asks if she can stay by herself. And then good old Beezus offers to
watch her. Their parents think Mrs. Kemp would probably like to spend time with
her son while he’s here, so they agree to “giving her a week off”, and letting
the girls try staying alone.
Beezus continues to be awesome for the evening, and talks
with Ramona about their fears of their father not getting a job after he gets
his teaching certification, which he’ll be getting soon. Then Beezus shares her
suspicions that their mother is pregnant. Ramona does not feel very good about
this.
The first two days of staying by themselves the girls do
their best to be very good. But Ramona is very glad when Howie comes by on the
third day, because being good is boring as hell. He’s learned to ride his
unicycle, and has brought his bike for Ramona to ride. Ramona tells Beezus
she’s going out, but Beezus says she’s supposed to ask first; Beezus is
responsible if she gets hurt. Ramona says she’s just being bossy, and says, “So
long, Pizzaface”. She doesn’t mean anything by this; she’s called her Pieface
plenty of times. But Beezus is having a bit of an acne problem. So Ramona sees
her face crumple before she closes the door. She doesn’t know why that was
worse. She feels guilty all while having fun on the bike, until she does indeed
fall and get hurt. When she gets back to the house, she asks Beezus to come
help her, and Beezus just calls her a hateful little creep. Ouch. That evening,
their father knows they’re fighting, but just tells them not to worry their
mother. Hmm.
The next day after school, Beezus goes to let Picky-picky
out of the basement. She has to go all the way down to find him, and when she
does, he’s dead in his basket. Aww. Beezus calls Ramona down, and honestly,
they’re really not all that upset. They mainly wonder what to do. They don’t
want their mother coming home to a dead cat, because that would definitely
worry her. So they decide to bury him themselves. Ramona finds a box while
Beezus begins digging a hole, and then helps out with a trowel. They get him
buried, and say a prayer over the grave. The one good thing to come out of this
is that it has united the sisters, and they both apologize for yesterday.
Ramona has the job of telling their parents about their
afternoon. They are very impressed, and proud of their daughters. Their father
says he hopes they’re so lucky the next time, confirming that Mrs. Quimby is
indeed pregnant. Ramona realizes this will make her the middle child, and is
not exactly thrilled.
For a while, the family just calls the baby “It”. Mrs.
Quimby doesn’t like that so much. So Mr. Quimby brings home a book of baby
names, and the girls have fun looking up their names, and all sorts of other
ones. Eventually, for some reason, they end up calling the baby Algie. Don’t
worry, it won’t stick once the baby’s actually born.
Mr. Quimby finally gets a job offer to teach, but it’s for a
one-room school way in the southeast corner of the state. Nobody seems thrilled
at this prospect, and Mr. Quimby decides to think about it and hope another
offer comes in.
Willa Jean calls Ramona up one day to ask if she’ll come
back and play with her. Ramona suggests Uncle Hobart play with her, and Willa
Jean says he’s always with the woman he’s dating. Ramona asks Howie about this,
and he says she’s some teacher. Ramona gets a feeling, and just knows it’s her Aunt Bea.
And it turns out, she’s right. Aunt Bea and Uncle Hobart
come over for dinner one night, and announce they’re getting married. In two
weeks, before they move to Alaska. You know, like you do. They’re planning on
going to City Hall, but Mrs. Quimby would love for her sister to have a real
wedding, and frankly, that’s what Uncle Hobart wants, too. He figures, how hard
can a wedding be? So he tells Bea to call and invite her friends, and he’ll
take care of everything else. Beezus and Ramona will be bridesmaids, and Willa
Jean will be flower girl.
Mr. Quimby has some news of his own. Instead of teaching, he’ll
be taking over a manager position at the grocery store. Ramona is glad this
means they won’t have to move, but is sad for her father.
Uncle Hobart takes all the girls and Howie, who will be ring
bearer, shopping on Saturday morning. First is dresses. Willa Jean picks hers
out, and Beezus and Ramona’s have to be ordered, but will be there in time for
the wedding. Then they get Howie’s outfit, but he hates it. Short pants and girls
knee socks. Then ice cream is obviously necessary. Next is flowers, all of
which Uncle Hobart orders from the doorway since they’re not allowed in the
store with their ice creams. Beezus asks about the church and the minister, and
Uncle Hobart says they’re taken care of, as well as the caterer and the ring.
See? No biggie.
It’s the day before the wedding, and the two families are
getting together for dinner before going to the rehearsal. The girls’ dresses
still haven’t come in, so Uncle Hobart gets on the phone and yells at the dress
shop people. During dinner, Aunt Bea asks if he remembered flowers for the
church. Oops, that’s the one thing he forgot. So they get into a fight, but
make up. Ramona’s grandfather tells them to just call everyone in the
neighborhood and tell them the problem. They get tons of flowers from people’s
yards. And just as everyone’s leaving for the rehearsal, the dresses finally
arrive.
The next morning, they find out the dresses are too long.
Beezus bastes the hems, and Ramona, not trusting her, reinforces with Scotch
tape. Their grandpa shows up with a limo as a surprise, to take them to the
church. As they’re lining up, after being told repeatedly to stay still at the
altar, Ramona tells Beezus her shoes are too small, and she doesn’t think she
can stand still. Beezus admits hers are, too. She tells Ramona to take them
off, takes off her own, and hides them in a flowerpot. Beezus is truly
excellent in this book.
The wedding goes well until it’s time for the ring. Not
trusting Howie, his grandmother sewed the ring too tightly to the pillow. His
father, as best man, has to pull and pull to get it off. And when he does, it
slips, and flies through the air. No body can find it. Until Ramona sees it
around the heel of Aunt Bea’s shoe. She knows she’ll be in major trouble if she
moves, but she’s afraid people are going to start laughing, and she won’t have
that. So she gets down, retrieves the ring, and saves the day. And no, she
doesn’t get in trouble.
Afterward, everyone tells Ramona she did a good job, and how
pretty she looks. This is something new for her. When Uncle Hobart approaches
her, she feels bad for being mean to him before. But it’s all good, now they’re
friends. Ramona gets the idea to tie their shoes to the back of Uncle Hobart’s
car. Howie procures some string, and does it for them. Any excuse to get out of
there.
Alright, we got those two crazy kids hitched, now let’s get
little Algie born, shall we? When Mrs. Quimby goes into labor, Mr. Quimby takes
her, leaving Beezus and Ramona by themselves. They get a little scared at
night, and decide to sleep together. At four a.m. their father comes home,
announcing their little sister, Roberta Day, has been born. He’ll take the
girls to Whopperburger and then to the hospital after work the next day.
And that next day is a long one. The eventually clean the
house to make the time pass. But finally it’s time. They go have their burgers,
and on to the hospital. But Ramona is stopped from going up, because of that
stupid “no one under twelve” rule; she might be too germy. So she waits by
herself in the lobby. She starts to wonder if she is actually getting sick,
testing for a sore throat. Then she starts getting itchy, like she’s got
chicken pox. So she starts scratching furiously, and other people move away
from her. Then a doctor comes by, watches her, and asks to look at her. She
tells him why she’s sitting there while he checks her out. He tells her she has
siblingitis, and writes something on his prescription pad to give to her
father. She figures it serves the hospital right, telling her she’s too germy,
and then she gets sick from the hospital.
When Beezus and her father return, Beezus is gushing about
the baby, but Ramona says she’s sick and gives the prescription to her father.
He reads it, and then gives her a big hug and kiss. The itching stops right
away. He says the cure for siblingitis is attention.
Ramona sits in the lobby a few more nights, and then it’s
finally time for her mother and Roberta to go home. Poor Ramona doesn’t
actually get to see her sister until they’re all in the car. And when she does,
Roberta is a red, frowning little thing. Ramona, bless her, does not think she’s
adorable or darling. So she just says she’s little. Her mother tells her
Roberta looks just like Ramona did. This blows Ramona away.
Ramona thinks for a minute, and then announces that she
thinks being a baby must be hard work. Her parents agree, and her father adds
growing up is hard work. Ramona says she thinks it’s funny, she used to be
little and funny-looking, but now, “I’m wonderful me!” She thinks she’s winning
at growing up.
Word, Ramona.
o
Mr. and Mrs. Quimby’s first names are Bob and
Dorothy.
o
Ramona is obsessed with all the towels Bea and
Hobart get as wedding presents. “They were truly towels to marry for.”
o
I’ve always loved the name of Klickitat Street.
And they’re nice people on the street, too. Not only did they come through with
the flowers, all the women share one fancy maternity dress.
o
Do they still have the “no children under
twelve” rule? I’ve only read about it in older books. And I was able to see my
brother in the hospital only four years after this was published.
o
And one more Ramona book left.
The bulge that was Algie! I forgot about that part.
ReplyDeleteI was so tickled to learn that there is a real Klickitat Street near where Beverly Cleary grew up in Portland, OR. (And Wikipedia just informed me she's still kickin', at 98. Good for her.)
Klickitat is also a county in Washington, and the name of a river. The Klickitat people are part of the Yakama nation, a group of Native American tribes in the Pacific Northwest.
DeleteInteresting! Thanks, y'all!
DeleteThe hospital where I had my kids, and the one where my brothers and I were born let kids under 12 in if they're siblings, which I think is nice. Kids are allowed in general as long as there's no widespread flu or something going on.
ReplyDeleteI remember meeting my brother, seven years younger, shortly after he was born. He wasn't cleaned up yet; he was an emergency c-section and the priority was to get him breathing (he needed CPR) rather make him pretty. He was stable and all when I met him, but covered in gunk still. But I told my mom that I thought he was cute, because she was wiped out from labor, emergency surgery, and hemorrhaging. He looked a lot better an hour or so later, and now at 22 is a good-looking guy. (And totally healthy--just graduated college with a 4.0)