Joey Pigza Swallowed the Key

As I began reading this book I immediately started to make connections to people I know and students I might have had in my class. I noticed how I kept making these connections, and also how I kept feeling as if a child was talking to me, since Gantos' writes just like I imagine a child with ADHD thinks. I kept seeing the same types of ideas pop up, so I made a wordle of some of the more popular ones.

Obviously, I made a lot of connections to the text, as that word appeared the  most times in my list. I think this is because, as a teacher, I have seen many students with hyperactivity and attention issues. I recognize the pain I've seen in them, in Joey. Throughout most of the beginning of the book I resented Mrs. Maxy because it seemed as if she did not understand Joey and how to help him. This is very possible, and is very realistic because many teachers are not sure what to with students who have ADHD. I don't think she entirely changed her ways, but became more compassionate towards Joey as the book went on. She still isn't sure how to deal with him, but she sees that he truly is a good kid who deserves her attention and love.

Another thing I struggled with, as a teacher, was how Joey just seemed to be shuffled around, with no one becoming truly accountable for him. Of course, this was told through the eyes of a child so I am not sure how  true his account is, but as a reader I really feel for Joey because he is just being put in one room after another, and even moved to another school. It does not seem as if Joey has any friends either, or at least other kids that he relates to. Despite his attention and hyperactivity issues, Joey is a very perceptive child. At one point he says, "And he was good for it too because he wasn't on free breakfast and free lunch, so I knew he had food money on him." (pg. 33) Joey is very aware of the economic disconnect between him and many others at his school, and he is also aware of how different his home life is.

As I read I constantly was aware of Joey's home life and asked a lot of questions like: Where is mom? What happened to grandma? Why did mom suddenly come back? Where is dad? Why are mom and dad no longer together? Why did grandma leave? Many of these questions were answered, some were not, but they seemed to be the same questions that Joey himself was asking. It seems like Joey's mom does want the best for him, but isn't always sure what that is. I wondered a lot about her alcoholism, and how that would be perceived for a child. I am sure that because I am an adult I picked up on it a lot faster than most children would. It's obviously an issue in their relationships, and although Joey can't state it himself, he is very aware of it.

In general, I look at Joey's actions and see a kid who wants to do the right thing and who wants to be loved. This is evidenced by statements like: "Okay," I agreed. I love being agreeable. I loved the nurse and I thought she did a lot of special things so I told her in a whisper I snuck in to the gifted and talented speech." (pg. 70-71) Of course I still love my grandma even after all the awful stuff she did to me, which is scary that you can love someone who is no nice. I guess that is what getting better will do to a person: make you forgive people who have been mean to you. (pg. 145) Joey clearly cannot control his behavior because of his ADHD, but it does not mean that he is a bad kid at all. He has good intentions, he is just not able to show them all the time. He does not have anyone who is consistently loving in his life (besides perhaps the nurse) and so he truly craves it.

Joey goes through hardships that many children also go through, so I feel that this book is great for children to relate to. Additionally, kids who haven't experienced this stuff can learn to understand life through another set of eyes. I personally have never had experience with ADHD, but as I read I could feel Joey's pain and frustration, and could see many people I know him.

I want to end with my favorite quote from the book, which kind of echoes my own feelings:

She was real nice. She put her arms around me and squeezed me good. "You give me hope, Joey," she said. "If you can do it, then maybe Harold can too, someday." 

And it was amazing to me that she said what she did because I never thought someone would ever point to me and say that I gave them hope that someday their kid would be like me. When she told me that, I stood real still and looked her in the eye like Mom taught me. "Are you sure about that?" I asked. 

"Ever since the party," she said. "When you blew out the candle for his wish, he has been looking for you."

I looked over at Harold and he was just blowing little bubbles out of his mouth and i didn't think he would ever get better. But because I got better I wanted him to get better too.

Then she said the nicest thing a non-family member has ever said to me. She said, "You know, Joey, the medication has helped you settle down, but you have been a good kid all along. You are naturally good, I hope you know that about yourself. You have a good heart." (pg. 153)