What
does it feel like to be a foster kid? Stirling City writer M. Elizabeth
Schaefer knows first-hand; according to her website (melizabethschaefer-author.com)
she spent most of her teen years in foster care. It was a world of uncertainty,
one also experienced by the heroine of her first novel.
“Mattie
Celi” ($12.95 in paperback from Outskirts Press) is a 14-year-old growing up in
Simi Valley, California in 2006 with three brothers and a younger sister. Her
stepfather is an alcoholic, physically battering his wife and children and
sexually abusing her, and her mother fails to protect her family from what
Mattie calls “the old man” (never dignifying him with a name).
The
story is told by Mattie herself (whose last name is pronounced “Chellie”). She
is befriended by her neighbor, Mrs. Outen, and by Mrs. Astor from Social Services.
They remain her lifeline.
Mattie
finds herself in a series of foster homes. Though statistically at high risk,
something inside her aspires to surmount the odds. Leaving the Savoys, she
reflects:
“I’m
headed to foster home number four. I wondered what it was going to be like to
be the only kid in a big house. I wanted to talk to Mrs. Astor about my
feelings of depression. I wanted to tell her that I blew up at the Savoys, but
she was in a hurry, as usual. I felt numb. I hoped Mrs. McNeedy wouldn’t be as
weird as she looked.” But she is.
Eventually
Mattie is fostered by the Changs, and she and their daughter become fast
friends. By her eighteenth birthday, when Mattie is ready to move out on her
own, she realizes her intense “anger waned after forgiving the old man, my real
father, and most of all, my mother.” Rather than feel “there’s goes another
piece of my life” as she leaves each foster home, now there is hope, the “start
to a new piece of my life!”
The
author will be interviewed by Nancy Wiegman on Nancy’s Bookshelf this Friday,
February 26, at 10:00 a.m. on North State Public Radio, 91.7 FM or mynspr.org.
She will be signing books at Barnes and Noble in Chico this Saturday at 2:00
p.m.
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