After I finished reading El Deafo, I went to Cece Bell’s website to see what else she had written and discovered I have purchased many of her picture books. El Deafo by far is her most defining and personal book. Working in an all girls school, I purchased this book and Sisters on the same day but it wasn’t until I finished El Deafo that I discovered both books are personal stories, memoirs, of the authors’ childhood events. Cece Bell has written a heartwarming, laugh-out-loud story, that readers will enjoy. I challenge all adults who grew up in the late seventies/early eighties to read this book, to find at least one moment you can relate to: relationships with neighbourhood kids, watching afterschool specials, or doing the fitness tests.(Remember the Canada Fitness test? The Endurance Run always ensured a Participaction sticker for me!)
And if you didn’t complete a category in time, you received a sticker. Not surprisingly, there are no stickers remaining, even in Google Images.
This story shows how we all have insecurities and questions about our place in the social structure. For Cece Bell it was her Phonic Ear, for me it was my asthma. Two different things but disabilities that affected our interactions with family and friends. But these disabilities helped form and develop our strengths to endure and find ways to find our place in the world. Thank you Cece Bell for your story!