Hurricane: A Novel
Hurricane: A Novel
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Annotation: A fictional account of one of the worst storms to hit the Caribbean--Hurricane Mitch in 1998--told from the perspective of a thirteen-year-old boy living in a small village in Honduras.
 
Reviews: 8
Catalog Number: #4159369
Format: Publisher's Hardcover
Publisher: HarperCollins
Copyright Date: 2008
Edition Date: 2008 Release Date: 02/26/08
Pages: 137 pages
ISBN: 0-06-000018-X
ISBN 13: 978-0-06-000018-9
Dewey: Fic
LCCN: 2007002990
Dimensions: 22 cm.
Language: English
Reviews:
ALA Booklist (Sat Dec 01 00:00:00 CST 2007)

Setting his novel in Honduras in 1998, Trueman recounts the disastrous impact of Hurricane Mitch e worst storm in the Caribbean in 200 years one small village. The author's protagonist is 13-year-old José, who must become the man of his family when his father and older brother go missing in the storm. "It's up to me now," he thinks. "I know what I have to do, and I can will somehow do it." But it's not easy. Devastation and dead bodies are everywhere. Food and drinking water are scarce, and José's home, one of only two surviving buildings, has become a de facto shelter. But memories of his admired older brother provide emotional resources he didn't know he had, and they enable him to assume a leadership role not only in his family but also in the village. Trueman's straightforward but heartfelt account is sobering, and inviting comparisons with Hurricane Katrina, it will be a catalyst for discussion and classroom study.

Horn Book (Fri Aug 01 00:00:00 CDT 2008)

Ingrid's grandfather is the prime suspect in a murder, but the curmudgeonly WWII hero refuses to provide an alibi. In between rehearsals for Hansel and Gretel, thirteen-year-old Ingrid does some investigating of her own. Abrahams expands on subplots introduced in earlier books (e.g., Ingrid's friendship/relationship with Joey; her dad's extramarital affair), but this book's mystery isn't nearly as engaging.

Kirkus Reviews

Trueman strains credulity in his fictional recounting of the devastation wrought upon Honduras by Hurricane Mitch in 1998. The first-person narrator is 13-year-old Jose Cruz whose family lives in a typically small but close-knit village. One very rainy day his older sister, father and much-idolized older brother make the 17-mile drive to the main business area. As the storm worsens, Jose and the rest of the family hear the radio announcement that the storm is now a Category 5 hurricane. While Jose and Mama pretend their missing family members are fine, a mudslide obliterates every house in the village—except the Cruz's and one other one. Many friends have died. Jose and others organize the many necessary and gruesome tasks for continuing survival. Still, Jose's younger brother nearly dies from an infection due to conditions. After five days of uncertainty, Trueman reunites every member of the Cruz family, including the family dog, to survive—thus, ending things quite tidily. Reluctant readers may enjoy the plot-driven story of continual peril, but it probably won't leave any lasting impression. (Fiction. 8-11)

Publishers Weekly (Fri Oct 06 00:00:00 CDT 2023)

Set in a tiny village in Honduras, Trueman’s (<EMPHASIS TYPE=""ITALIC"">Stuck in Neutral) novel is based on Hurricane Mitch and the devastation it wrought in 1998, and informed by the author’s experiences teaching in San Pedro Sula in 1981–1982. Trueman explains in an endnote that Mitch was the worst storm to hit the Caribbean in 200 years: as the 13-year-old narrator, José, experiences it, Mitch is cataclysmic. Striking while José’s father, older brother and sister are out on the road, the calamitous weather induces a mudslide that destroys all but two of the houses in the village and buries most of the residents. It falls to José to conquer his fear and be the man of the house. Trueman doesn’t flinch from the grislier facts (in one scene, José leads a dig for groceries and finds the corpse of the grocer), but although he describes José’s thoughts and reactions he stints on the sensory details. Accordingly, readers will understand the impact of the storm, while the style and the almost miraculous happy ending may insulate them from feeling too much of it for themselves. An addendum links this novel (first published in a different form in the U.K. in 2003) with the events surrounding Hurricane Katrina. Ages 10-up. <EMPHASIS TYPE=""ITALIC"">(Mar.)

School Library Journal

Gr 5-8-Thirteen-year-old Josi loves soccer, his family, and his small village in Honduras. In 1998, when Hurricane Mitch hits, his beloved dog runs off and his father, older brother, and sister are away from home. Josi struggles to remain strong for his younger brother and sisters and helps his mother deal with water pouring in through their roof. As soon as the rain and wind subside, he ventures out to discover that nearly every house in their close-knit community has been completely destroyed by a mudslide. With 33 of the 56 residents dead and his father, brother, and sister missing, the teen finds himself acting as man of the house and a leader in his ravaged village. Narrated by Josi, the story is tragic and suspenseful without being sensationalized. The boy's inner struggle is well developed as he fights to do what must be done. Ultimately, he rises to the challenge, digging up dead bodies, finding food, and seeking medical help for his sick younger brother. Josi is an admirable character, and his story moves along at a quick pace that will sustain the attention of even reluctant readers.-Melinda Piehler, Sawgrass Elementary School, Sunrise, FL Copyright 2008 Reed Business Information.

Voice of Youth Advocates

Thirteen-year-old Jose lives with his family in Honduras. A hurricane hits, causing the recently clear-cut hillside adjacent to his village to become a mudslide that smothers and kills most of its fifty inhabitants. Jose's father, elder brother, and elder sister are away, so Jose looks after his mother and two younger siblings while little by little, the surviving residents of the village find their way to his house and work together to find food and water, dig out the bodies of their neighbors, and contact the outside world. Unaccustomed to holding any position of responsibility, Jose quickly takes charge and becomes a resourceful member of his ailing community. This survival tale is concise but engaging. Trueman's descriptions of the village buried in mud and of the difficulties it creates for the survivors are vivid. Jose's first-person narrative lets the reader in on his emotions as he works through the disaster, remembering his now-dead neighbors, worrying about his absent family members and his dog, and carrying on through exhaustion. His intellect also serves him well: As the brainy child in his family, Jose attends a special international school, and his knowledge of English allows him to communicate with the international aid workers when they arrive. Leisure readers will enjoy this exciting novel, and teachers also will find it useful in the classroom.-Jenny Ingram.

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Word Count: 26,099
Reading Level: 4.6
Interest Level: 5-9
Accelerated Reader: reading level: 4.6 / points: 4.0 / quiz: 121676 / grade: Middle Grades
Reading Counts!: reading level:4.5 / points:9.0 / quiz:Q43524
Lexile: 730L
Hurricane
A Novel

Chapter One

La Rupa, Honduras

March 1998

It's early on a Saturday morning in our little town of La Rupa. I'm in a championship soccer game on the main street of town—actually the only street in town. Today this street has become a soccer field. All our neighbors are out cheering me on. They smile and wave and jump up and down. Even my dog, Berti, looks interested, and nothing ever gets her very excited. But one voice stands out from all the others. "José," a man with a deep voice says. "José!" the man calls again. But when I open my eyes, the soccer field and all my adoring fans are gone.

My older brother, Víctor, wakes me up with a gentle tug on my shoulder. "Come on!" Víctor says, giving me the "shush" sign so that I won't wake our little brother, Juan, sleeping in his bed across the room. Berti wakes up too, lifting her head and staring at us. She gets up to follow.

Víctor leads me to the back door before I even have any breakfast.

I'm grumpy, but Víctor ignores my mood. When he has a plan, like he has right now, there is no changing his mind. I can tell by the look in his eyes that he is on a mission.

It is a nice morning. The air feels warm and a little damp. Our grass is chopped really short because Ernesto, the man who cuts it for us with his machete, was here just a few days ago. I glance up at the hillside behind our house, behind all the houses on this side of La Rupa. Last year a logging company cleared lots of the trees off that hill. The trees used to be home to the wild parrots that fly overhead on most days. The parrots are still around, though; they just moved a little bit deeper into the forest.

Víctor interrupts my daydreaming. "Look at this," he says, nodding at the huge, dirty, old brick barbecue that has stood just outside our back door since we moved into this house. Both Berti and I stare at it. Víctor smiles and says, "This thing has got to go."

I ask—stupidly, I'll admit, but after all it's still early in the morning, "Where's it going?"

Víctor laughs. "We have to tear it down and get rid of it."

I look at it again, tall and brick and sturdy. "Why?"

Víctor says, "Mom and Dad have their twenty-year wedding anniversary coming up. Mom has never liked this thing, and it's ugly. Dad suggested that we could tear it down and make the backyard nicer for their big celebration."

Our mom likes to cook outside, since the days and evenings are warm and humid. She uses a small barbecue we have in the back, but she has never used this big one. None of us have ever used it, and no one in La Rupa has anything like it. Still, looking at what Víctor is suggesting, I can see that it's going to take a lot of hard work.

Víctor and Dad are probably right. Tearing the stupid thing down is a good idea, but it's going to get hot today, like it does every day, and it isn't going to be easy to break all these bricks apart.

"Víctor," I say, "this is going to be a pain."

Víctor looks at me and smiles. "José, anything worth doing is usually a pain, but getting rid of this thing will make our home nicer. Think of how much better our house will look when your preppy friends from your rich kids' school come to visit. It'll be great. Come on, just help me for a little while. Let's get to work, okay?"

Víctor often teases me about my "preppy friends." I think he's always been a little jealous of my going to the International School, where we're taught in both Spanish and English. He calls me "preppy" when he wants to give me a hard time. He doesn't understand that I kind of like this nickname because I like being called the same thing that all the rich kids at school are called. Who knows? Maybe someday I'll be rich too! Víctor didn't go to a bilingual school. When he was starting school, Dad's business was just getting going and our family couldn't afford the high tuition then. Besides, Víctor had always wanted to work with Dad anyway; school was never important to him. I'm the student in our family, not my big brother. He's a hard worker, though, strong and tough and stubborn like Dad, only different. In ways it seems like Víctor is almost a grown-up already. He's always been almost a grown-up. I don't know how else to describe it. I'm not going to say that Víctor is kind of bullheaded, but that doesn't mean it's not true!

So for now, like it or not, I'm a worker too, and Víctor's helper.

I look over at Berti. She's lying in the sun, relaxed and comfortable. She doesn't know how lucky she is to be a dog. In all the many months we've had her, she's only learned one trick: sit. When you roll a ball for her, she just looks at it. When you call her to come to you, she only does it if you have a treat in your hand that she can smell. Playing, running, and even taking a walk are of little interest to her. Berti's idea of an exciting life is to lie around all day doing . . . well . . . nothing.

I have no such luck today.

Mr. Arroyo, who lives with his wife behind their little store across the street, is already sweeping his porch like he does every morning. He's a funny, smart, nice guy. When he glances in our direction, he smiles and waves. The kind of "store" he and his wife have is called a trucha. Most neighborhoods and most small towns in Honduras have them. I've seen movies from the United States where they have Circle Ks and 7-Elevens, small stores where you can buy a few things when you need them. Here in Honduras we have truchas that are built in the front part of people's houses. The only trucha in La Rupa is at the Arroyos'.

Hurricane
A Novel
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The powerful story of a boy's fear and courage in the face of a force of nature too huge to even imagine.

Based on Hurricane Mitch's devastation of Honduras in 1998, Terry Trueman's acclaimed Hurricane is a gripping, realistic story told from the perspective of a hurricane survivor.

After hours of cowering in the dark with no lights, no warmth, and the terrible noises of the rain and wind pounding on the walls, José walks out his front door and steps into a nightmare. Everything is gone. Everything except for the desperate courage of those who survived that terrifying night.

But his nightmare has only begun as he and the few who are left in his small village dig for survivors, search for food and water, and try to start pulling their lives back together.


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