Hmmm...I had a hard time deciding on a rating for this book and, after further digestion and reflection, may change my mind. The story is unique. At the start, I had trouble keeping track of the characters but, as I became more drawn into the story, this changed. The intrigue is that I am is still pondering and processing this book.

This book probably started off with 2 stars, but then worked it's way up. It was only towards the end that somehow I felt a 3 star review would not do it justice. Here's the thing: I'm not so sure a kid will get it. I think it is written for adults. It's not an easy book to recommend to kids. We have it located in the J Fiction section (middle readers), but I think it is more Young Adult. It's a book that I can imagine a kid reading and re-reading as they get older and getting something new from it each time. It really is magical in so many ways. I highly recommend sticking with it, something that I found difficult at first.

And yeah, there are spoilers lurking in here. You have been warned.

Not a Jerry Spinelli fan over here. Nope. Some authors you love, some authors you loathe, and some you feel zip, zero, zilch feelings towards whatsoever. That was me and the Spinelli man. Maniac Magee? Nice enough book that did nothing for me. [b:Stargirl|22232|Stargirl (Stargirl, #1)|Jerry Spinelli|http://d.gr-assets.com/books/1335947642s/22232.jpg|963221]? Certainly well written but not my cup of tea. Pull out names like [b:Wringer|278264|Wringer|Jerry Spinelli|http://d.gr-assets.com/books/1173372367s/278264.jpg|269883] or [b:Milkweed|69392|Milkweed|Jerry Spinelli|http://d.gr-assets.com/books/1320551637s/69392.jpg|2915313] or [b:Loser|87220|Loser|Jerry Spinelli|http://d.gr-assets.com/books/1347404110s/87220.jpg|963222] and watch as my eyes oh-so-faintly glaze over as I think of what I'll be cooking dinner tonight or what television shows are clogging up the old DVR. So mine was probably the ideal state in which to encounter a book like Hokey Pokey. It wasn't that my expectations were low, necessarily. Enough smart folks in the field had been touting and hooting the name of this book ad nauseam to make me ad nauseous. But while I knew this was a high-caliber Spinelli project I probably just thought it would mean reading something like Maniac Magee 2: The Mageeing or something along those lines. I didn't expect to find a book that does everything Peter Pan is reputed to do, but without the creepy factor. I didn't expect to get swept up in the metaphor/allegory/what-the-heck-is-this-thing? that is Hokey Pokey itself. So it is that I stand before you with this book in my hand and admit with a little trepidation that it finally happened. I'm a Jerry Spinelli fan. And the reason for it is one of the strongest works of children's fiction I have ever had the sheer joy to encounter.

It should be just another day in Hokey Pokey. For Jack, it's his last. Somewhere, deep inside of himself, he knows it. And not just because his beloved bike Scramjet, is now in the possession of his number one most hated rival, the loathed girl Jubilee. No, it's more than that. When his friends start noticing that the tattoo on his belly, the one on every kid in Hokey Pokey, is starting to fade away, he knows his time is up. Welcome to Hokey Pokey. A wonderland of a place where a kid gets to be a kid for as long as they like, every day. It's the only place Jack has ever known and now he's got to go.

Step One: Establish your world and separate it from Neverland. If this book is one great big allegory for childhood (Publishers Weekly essentially accused the book of being all a dream, which is the dullest interpretation of the story I can think of) then you'd better make it interesting. Childhood ain't for the weak, after all. It wasn't until I discussed the book with other adults that I realized that Spinelli essentially makes Hokey Pokey his own childhood. There are tons of kids on bikes (no helmets) and old Warner Brother cartoons on the giant television. Plus there's Tarzan and not a single video game central to be seen. Writing groups for kids could ask them "What's your Hokey Pokey" and ask children to describe their own perfect fantasylands. Spinelli's made his own, but I don't think kids will necessarily notice. For some reason, Spinelli can put in marbles and an old western pulp feel and who knows what all into this book and you go along with it. Fancy that.

I'm a mom so I read the book as a mother. That's probably the number one worst way to read this book. I mean talk about a book steeped in nostalgia. People forget that kids love to feel nostalgia for their younger ages. Whether it's a toddler staring in wonder at pictures of themselves as a baby or a nine-year-old smiling sadly at a six-year-old's happiness, kids love thinking about the past. It makes perfect sense. As this book shows, the stages of childhood (rather than infanthood) are neatly separated into Gappergums, Longspitters, Newbies, Snotsippers, Sillynillies, etc. A single year in a child's life provides a whole new universe of experiences! Is it any wonder then that they get nostalgic? When I was a kid I used to love to read Ray Bradbury's [b:Dandelion Wine|50033|Dandelion Wine|Ray Bradbury|http://d.gr-assets.com/books/1170366282s/50033.jpg|1627774] because of the feeling it gave me. Now I'm a mom, and so what was my primary concern when I read this book? That if Jubilee is next in line to leave then how's that going to affect Albert? Trust me when I say that there's not a kid alive that will think of that. So clearly I am not without my own bizarre filters when I read books for children [though on a related note, how very interesting that Jubilee is allowed to acknowledge her brother in Hokey Pokey but that Jack never acknowledges Kiki. Hm.].

Oh. And did I happen to mention that the writing is rather good? Here I am talking about what the book does without ever getting into the simple matter of what the book IS. And what it IS is good. Spinelli's not afraid to get a little grandiose in his descriptions if the situation calls for it. As a result you have sentences like, "The dust plume they raised shone golden in the sun, as if a celestial cloud had just then set them down from their home in some paradise of gods." Earlier Jack mourns his lost in the wake of his rival by yelling. " `Scraaaaaamjet!' Jack cries, but his voice is already a hole in the afterwind." And then there's the opening sentence . . . but I'll get to that in a bit.

Spinelli also does some really nice things with legend and community here too. There's a great short story in The Coyote Road: Trickster Tales" about what happens when the dogs begin to talk. Written by Kij Johnson it's called "The Evolution of Trickster Stories Among the Dogs of North Park After the Change" and what happens is that the dogs begin to tell tales about One Dog, a creature that's part of their culture. The same could be said for the children of Hokey Pokey. They come up with stories about The Kid, who is seen as almost the first denizen of Hokey Pokey. In a world without religion, storytelling is the closest these children ever come to spirituality. Spinelli is fascinated with the notion of the stories kids tell one another. It's the framing sequence for Maniac Magee and now it's a pivotal plot point for Hokey Pokey.

The book is not without its occasional flaw, of course. I was a little disappointed to discover that there would be a map included in this book. To me, a map nails down Hokey Pokey too much. It's better if it's vague and shifting and the kind of place you picture in your head. But as someone pointed out to me, the advantage of the map is to establish from the get go that Hokey Pokey is not a neighborhood down the street from you. It's a fantastical place and you'd better be on board with that from page one onward or you are gonna be lost, sucker. So map it is. The book also sort of drops the whole Destroyer subplot, to a certain extent. In the story, Destroyer is younger than Jack and gets his jollies from ruining the happiness of small children. As far as I can ascertain, Destroyer is in this book solely to show the motivations of bullies and how you can defeat them in your own mind. It's Jack's counsel to Jubilee's little brother Albert regarding Destroyer that's the focus. What that doesn't take into account, however, is the fact that we were in Destroyer's head for a very long time. Suddenly we're booted out, meant to both loathe and pity him, but we're never allowed back into his head again. For Destroyer there is no happy ending. You get the distinct feeling he cannot wait to get out of Hokey Pokey and when he does (and if he still has no friends) it could be a very bad situation.

So what the heck will kids get out of this book? Well, the reading will be interesting to watch. A certain strain of child reader will begin to question the world's internal logic from the get go (i.e. what do the kids eat besides hokey pokeys, how do kids of different ages know that they're siblings, where do newbies come from, etc.). One might point out that Maniac Magee (again) had ITs own internal logic so this is hardly new territory for Spinelli. Other kid readers will be hugely frustrated by something that doesn't slot into standard fantasy. Still others will take it at face value and begin to imagine that they're there. Those are the lucky ones.

There's also a bit of a debate as to whether or not kids can have this book read aloud to them. I am of the opinion that while it might be chancy if you tried to do it in a group setting, one-on-one would be a better way to go. You have to realize that Spinelli begins this book with a crazy opening worthy of James Joyce (indeed I've already heard this book referred to as "the children's [b:Ulysses|338798|Ulysses|James Joyce|http://d.gr-assets.com/books/1346161221s/338798.jpg|2368224]"). It's not impenetrable, just unexpected. We're all so used to the same kinds of books beginning the same kinds of ways that when we encounter something as unique as a one-page run-on sentence involving Orion and Mooncow and the fall of a lavender star, we're unprepared. Those kids who read it on their own or read it with a parent and have someone to discuss it with, they might get a lot out of this one. You'll have to booktalk it so that they get past that first page, but once they're in, they'll be in. Hopefully.

"Sometimes the story knows more than the writer." [a:Madeleine L'Engle|106|Madeleine L'Engle|http://d.gr-assets.com/authors/1305256804p2/106.jpg] said that. I think what she meant was that the reader is going to get something out of a story that might have completely slipped by the writer. And few books for children are as prone to this as Jerry Spinelli's Hokey Pokey, a book that dares to recast childhood from a time to a place. In interviews Spinelli has said that the main character of this book is childhood itself. It may be divisive, but there's no denying the writing. Let's just say this much: Your kids have never read ANYTHING quite like it before. I happen to think that's a good thing. Try it then.

For ages 9-12.

I didn't know what to think at first - but when I started to get further into the story I got hooked. You'd think you would know what to expect from Spinelli - but this doesn't fit his usual mold. A nostalgic look at childhood and the transition to becoming a young adult... beautiful and poetic.

I'm just not sure which age group will "get it"... but I'm certainly willing to hand it out and see what they think!

Jack and his friends live in Hokey Pokey, a Neverland-like place where everyone is a child. Their lives are consumed with play - riding bikes, watching cartoons, playing on the playground. But one day, something changes in Jack, and he realizes that his life will never be the same.

This novel is written in verse, and it took me awhile to get into it at first. But once I let myself get lost in the magical world of Hokey Pokey, I fell for it. It's a beautiful coming of age story. Not sure if kids will like it though - I'll have to test it out on a couple of my readers in August.

Ugh. This book is the most unsubtle metaphor for childhood/ growing up I've ever read. Worst of all, it captures none of the real essence of modern childhood, but instead mythologizes tired tropes of girls vs boys, bike riding as a symbol for freedom, of throwing away childish things when one reaches maturity. Most baffling to me is the primary plot of the story, Jack's lost/ stolen bike. Why must he give up his bike when he "leaves" Hokey Pokey or his baseball glove for that matter? The symbolism wasn't lost on me, but it just made no narrative sense. The worldbuilding just isn't there and neither are the characters. The entire book is just one long metaphor with places and people simply representing archetypes and symbols rather than actual things. I give this book 3 stars mostly for its sparse, yet effective language. There's an almost Stephen King's Dark Tower-like elegance to the prose and the amalgamation of the bizarre and mundane. Frustratingly, this is just the type of book that people give awards to or use in class: "worthy" literature that no actual child would really read. I mean honestly, the themes and metaphors are only appreciated by teens or adults who have already left childhood behind, but the book isn't written for them. Toy Story 3 captures the essence of growing up while at the same time being incredibly accessible to young children in a way that Hokey Pokey can't even touch. Also, I'm sorry but the whole idea of going into a room and getting snuggled by something you never see just strikes me as profoundly creepy, as is the "Hokey Pokey Man" who brings frozen ices every day to this imaginary land where there are no other adults. I can't really recommend this book to anyone, though it is well written.

I feel generous giving this book three stars. I'm not sure who the audience is supposed to be. I think of the kids I know and it's hard to imagine them reading this. I made myself finish it and the longer I read the better I liked it but the first 150 pages were hard to get through.

I didn't quite get it. But maybe because I'm an adult. Hokey Pokey reminds me of Neverland, so maybe it's not supposed to resonate with adults.

Not a fan. The story runs quite a bit like “peter pan” or the imagination strips of “calvin and hobbes”. Kids inhabit a world that is a metaphor for youth, and one kid is growing out of it. It read kind of like “the alchemist”, so enamored with making sure the metaphor was meaningful and sophisticated, that it forgot about plot and didn’t really focus on character too much. I might also be too old to really get that nostalgic “I’m growing up” vibe too much. I love growing up. I do not miss being a child at all, whereas that is the kind of emotion the author is really trying to evoke.

Hokey Pokey is an interesting book. It's about childhood and growing up. I had to read this book for my Children's Literature class. When I first started it, I thought, "this is going to be hard to get through." But once I read a little more I got more and more interested. I think Hokey Pokey was set up interestingly, what with the hippodrome and the Cartoons. It had a lot of made up words, like Snotsippers, but they seemed to fit this made up world, so it didn't bother me as much as it could have. I thought this book was pretty good by the time I finished it. I would probably recommend this book more to adults or at least young adults because I don't think children who haven't grown up yet and those kids that are transitioning to adolescence wouldn't really understand it as well as someone who has already been through the process.