Way back in July we held our first BookChat evening. A
small, select group discussed The House that Jack Built by Gavin Bishop and
Nanberry by J French. The discussion was enhanced by the presence of
Gavin Bishop who gave us some insights into the House that Jack Built.
The evening was enjoyable, with everyone leaving with a smile on their face and
feeling that they had learned a lot in the course of sharing their ideas.
The next BookChat will be on Wednesday, September 19th,
6.30pm at The Children’s Bookshop, 227 Blenheim Rd, Christchurch The books are Duck in
the Gun by Joy Cowley and When the Empire Calls by Ken Catran. This month
Chris Archbold will be in the chair keeping us all in order. Come along,
bring a friend.
Normally you would get a quick newsletter sooner after the
BookChat, but such a lot has been happening in the last few weeks. As you
will all know Margaret Mahy passed away. She was one of our greatest,
most well-known and well-loved children’s authors. A lot of you may have
attended the memorial service held in the Geo Dome in Hagley Park. Trevor
Agnew attended and has written a piece for those of us who were unable to be
there. The BookChat in November won’t feature a particular book, instead
we will talk about Margaret’s works – old and new. It will be probably be
on November 21st – this will be confirmed later this month.
Storylines Family Day was held on August 19th.
It was a bitterly cold Sunday, but people still came and the children all appeared
to enjoy themselves. To those Te Tai Tamariki supporters who came along,
thank you. To those who were voluntary helpers, THANK YOU.
Now as promised, Trevor Agnew's thoughts on the Celebration of
Margaret Mahy’s Life.
Geo
Dome, Hagley Park, Christchurch 1 August 2012
The
celebration was held on a cold winter’s day in a large geodesic dome in Hagley,
an unlikely (but comfortable) setting which would have greatly amused Margaret
Mahy. I arrived very early with my daughter Ruth, which meant that we not only
got good seats but also heard the school choirs singing some of Margaret’s
poems beautifully, at their final rehearsal.
Soon
the tent was full and we had to move our chairs to let a man in a wheelchair
past. On his lap he held a marvellous box, about the size of a large shoe-box,
with pictures from some of Margaret’s books pasted on it. We recognised the
lion and Norbert the great white man-eating shark. “What a fabulous box,” Ruth
said, and the man nodded and wheeled on up the aisle.
Louise
Deans welcomed everyone, “Aren’t we lucky that we had Margaret Mahy living
among us, and we all knew her and loved her?” We all sang Blake’s Jerusalem.
Tessa
Duder gave a marvellous, witty, succinct summary of Margaret’s life (beginning
‘Once upon a time…’) and moved many to tears by concluding with a reading of
Margaret’s poem When I Grow Old.
Two
of Margaret’s older grandchildren, Poppy and Alice, spoke and read from Notes
from a Bag Lady. They noted that “Margaret often broke out in a can-can in
the school playground.” One read from a little boy’s sympathy card on
Margaret’s death: “No more summery Saturday mornings for you, my friend.”
Jack
Lasenby once said that Wonderful Me by Margaret Mahy was one of the most
perfect poems ever written. The highlight of the service was Margaret’s
granddaughters, the twins Julia and Biddy, giving a perfect reading of Wonderful
Me.
Rosie
Belton gave a tribute to Margaret on behalf of her fellow Governors Bay
residents. She spoke of Margaret’s part in the life of the bay, as well as the
walks, the scenery and the filming of Kaitangata Twitch, “where fact and
fiction merged and Margaret watched her characters come to life – the wonder of
it all.” Rosie mentioned Hallowe’en at Governors Bay, when Margaret would dress
up as a witch and give the visiting children gifts. “And a nip for their
parents.”
Today
the school sign at Governors Bay reads ‘Thanks Margaret. Rest in peace.’
(The
people of Governors Bay made and served the afternoon tea, which included
splendid club sandwiches, afghans, lemon curds and Nenisch tarts. One lady
remarked she was thinking of moving to Governors Bay just for the food.)
Rosie
recounted an exchange between Margaret and a granddaughter as they drove over
the Port Hills. A serious question was seriously considered and seriously
answered.
Lily:
“Margaret, have you read all of your books?”
Margaret:
“Well, Lily, I have read all of my books, and some of them do take quite a time
to read.”
Lorain
Day, the publisher, said, “My friend Margaret was, quite simply, a genius…a
genius real and true.” She gave the example of a friend saying, “That’s a
Margaret Mahy sort of word.” She told of taking Margaret to Weta Workshops to
meet Sir Richard Taylor, with whom she got on very well, and with the Weta
designers who thanked Margaret for showing that fantasy was valid and
imagination was to be treasured.
Gavin
Bishop, slightly embarrassed at having been described by Margaret as “a
Sicilian bandit in a Savile Row suit,” read from the The Pirate’s Mixed-Up
Voyage. “Who cares if we can’t read – we’re pirates, not pedants.” He
pointed out the cute little touches, such as “a seedy-looking little business
called Rent-a-Librarian.”
Kate
di Goldi spoke of re-reading many of Margaret’s books in preparation for a
filmed interview. “For Margaret, language was an intoxicant, a spell, an
enchantment. It was her food – a special nourishment.” Kate spoke of Bubble
Trouble as a metaphor for Margaret’s life, “wafting along, creating wondrous
merry hell” and drawing us out of our mundane lives to enjoy the fun.
“She
dug around in her consciousness and pulled amazing things out, much as Dad does
down the back of the chair.”
They
then screened Yvonne Mackay’s film of Margaret reading Down the Back of the
Chair to the twins, with animated additions (lion, snake, elephant, taxi)
by Euan Frizzell.
A
children’s choir then sang some of Margaret’s poems, set to music by Philip
Norman. It was beautifully done.
Sue
Colyer and Louise Easter, wearing multi-hued wigs, spoke lovingly of Margaret’s
time with them at the School Library Service of the National Library and at
Canterbury Public Library. “Margaret would sing sea-shanties as she shelved.
Sometimes she would dance a hornpipe.” Her lunch-time ‘power-naps’ were
remembered, as well as her work as Children’s Librarian. Christchurch
City Libraries’ reference collection of New Zealand children’s books is named
the Margaret Mahy Collection, in her honour.
A
recording made by Yvonne Mackay of Margaret reading her poem Ghosts was
played – the same recording broadcast as part of the tribute by Tessa Duder and
John McIntyre on Radio NZ National the day after Margaret’s death. Choir
boys sang Pie Jesu beautifully as Margaret’s family left the tent. With
them they took Margaret’s ashes, which had been in the tent with them
throughout the celebration.
Ruth
and I were flabbergasted to realise that the lovely box we had seen carried in,
was in fact the box holding Margaret’s ashes. It was a perfect Margaret Mahy
ending to a perfect Margaret Mahy celebration.
Trevor
Agnew
2
August 2012
Remember – BookChat, 19th September, 6.30pm,
The Children’s Bookshop.
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