Raspberry House Blues by Linda HolemanRaspberry House Blues by Linda Holeman

Raspberry House Blues

byLinda Holeman

Paperback | September 1, 2000

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Poppy is on an odyssey. Her adoptive mother has taken off to find herself, so Poppy decides to live with her adoptive father, his new wife, Calypso, and their toddler, Sandeep, in a ramshackle rasp-berry-colored house. At first Poppy is distressed by the disordered household, which is unlike anything she has ever known, but soon it becomes a jumping-off point for her search for her birth mother.

Poppy discovers a great many things in the course of her search. She finds a kindred spirit in a strange, sickly woman named Becca, and an unexpected connection with the hippy, Calypso. But most of all, she finds a part of herself she didn’t even know was missing.
Born in Winnipeg, Manitoba, Linda Holeman had always dreamed of becoming an author. Her first writing success came when she was in grade 5. A story she had written was aired on the CBC radio program “Story Broadcast Journal” and she still has a copy of the booklet it was published in. Her career has included stints as a classroom and r...
Title:Raspberry House BluesFormat:PaperbackDimensions:248 pages, 7.61 × 5.21 × 0.58 inPublished:September 1, 2000Language:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:0887764932

ISBN - 13:9780887764936

Appropriate for ages: 13 - 17


Rated 5 out of 5 by from Favourite One of my all time favourite books! I never get tired of reading it
Date published: 2018-01-23
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Great Book! This is a great book, it's my fave book. I would recomend this, for you people who haven't read this book. It is a wonderful book.
Date published: 2002-04-06
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Pretty Good I thought that Raspberry House Blues was a fairly good book. It's a Red Maple nominee, and although it's a good book, it's not my favorite. I do like the style of writing, and the plot was very good. I recomend this book for anyone who likes reading. It's good.
Date published: 2001-04-06
Rated 5 out of 5 by from A 5 star book This book is really and I mean really good. I started a program called red maple where you have to read alot of books and when your done you have to vote on which one was the best to you. This book is high up on my list of favourites. It is very exciting and is even more exciting as you go on. Dont get discouraged at the beginning because it gets better and better as you go on. These characters fool you and make you feel like them. I think that if you ever get a chance to read this then you would be happy that you
Date published: 2001-03-29
Rated 3 out of 5 by from OK This book was very slow moving, and it didn't keep the readers interest. The characters were not well developed, and the ending stunk.
Date published: 2001-03-08
Rated 5 out of 5 by from The 1st Book Raspberry House Blues was the most fantistic book I have ever read. It was amazing.Before, my school had a red-maple novel study, I really wasn't into reading too much.When I was forced to sign up, the 1st book I read of the ten was Raspberry House Blues. Now I am encouring others to read this book as well, people that haven't read many this year, or just don't like reading like I did. I love books now, and I am looking for more Linda Holeman novels at my library, local Chapters and my school. When I turn 13, on June 14th I will have read all the Linda Holman books and Raspberry House blues at least 3 more times. I love it! Your Friend Torie K. Leigh age:12.5
Date published: 2001-02-03
Rated 5 out of 5 by from The best book ever Dear readers, I really recommend this book to people of age 11 and up.It is a excellent book and is very realistic. Best book i've ever read !!!!!
Date published: 2001-01-20

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"Your dad has come a long way in improving his physical and mental state since I met him," Calypso said. She was stirring the pot of oatmeal again. The stove was splattered with dried bits and pieces of food. Some of it looked like it had been there for months. "He says he'll never be a complete vegan, like me, but he does pretty well." "You're a vegan? You don't eat meat?" "Right," she answered. "I believe in a compassionate way of living. I don't exploit animals for any purpose. No meat, chicken, fish, eggs, or dairy products. We have mixed views on how Sandeep should be fed. Your dad insists he have cow's milk, although I've assured him that rice or soy milk will do." Sandeep slid down from his chair and ran to put his arms around Dad's knees. He buried his face there. "My Daddy," he said, lifting his face. "Not your dad. My Daddy." Brat. "But I always have coffee in the morning," I said. "And sometimes a cappuccino after supper. We have a cappuccino-maker." Dad just looked down and put his hand on Sandeep's curly hair. Sandeep was blond, like Dad. Calypso had very black hair in a thick braid that hung almost to her waist. She also had very black hair on her legs. She was wearing a grayish T-shirt that looked as if it had originally been white. It had a large pink stain shaped like the continent of Africa down the front. The cotton stretched grotesquely over her immense belly, and she was wearing green wrinkled shorts that were way too short for someone so pregnant, and with such embarrassingly hairy legs. Maybe she refused to shave them in empathy with all the exploited furry creatures. "Don't drool on Daddy's pants, son," Dad said. "You should say don't drool on my pants, Eric," Calypso said. "I keep telling you, you'll hold back his developing speech patterns by using that simplified language. You wouldn't talk like that to me. Or to Poppy." She looked over at me. I was flipping through the newspaper, eating a piece of toast. "Sandeep understands more than you realize," Calypso continued. Sandeep pressed his mouth against Dad's off-white cotton pants again. I could see the beginnings of a spreading slimy patch, baby saliva mixed with oatmeal. "Why don't you give him a few more months in a diaper? Obviously he's not interested in using the toilet." Dad gently disengaged Sandeep from his legs, picking him up. Sandeep settled against Dad's chest and put his thumb into his mouth. Calypso put her finger to her lips and shook her head. "Please," she said, "no T word. See what that's made him do?" I assumed she meant the thumb-sucking. "No T word," Sandeep repeated, taking his thumb out of his mouth and looking at me, as if I'd said it. "No T word, Poopy." I turned the page of the newspaper, concentrating on chewing my natural flax toast. It had all the flavor of wet cardboard. "It's Poppy, Sandeep honey. Poppy, not Poopy," Calypso said, in a tired voice. "Denise thought she looked like a Poppy," Dad said to Calypso. "As soon as she saw her, her little face all red, and her hair sticking up, just as red, she said, 'Look, she's like a little poppy.' I thought she looked like she'd stuck her finger in an electric socket." "Thanks," I said. "Just a joke," Dad said. "Poopy," Sandeep said. "He'll get used to your name, Poppy," Calypso said, "and to you. Just give him a little time." She came to the table and stood in front of me, her back to Dad and Sandeep. "He's used to being the only child," she whispered, "so he's a bit territorial about his father. He's already worried about his new brother or sister." She put her hands on her immense belly. "And then a half sister . . . well, it's a bit of an adjustment, you being here so suddenly and all. I'm sure you understand." I didn't look up, showing great interest in an ad for small kitchen appliances. I wouldn't try to make her feel better by saying that I understood, or even by looking at her. A bit of an adjustment for a two year old? My heart bleeds. What about me?

From Our Editors

This touching story finds Poppy looking for something she didn’t even know she had lost. Raspberry House Blues by Linda Holeman begins when a mother leaves behind her daughter, Poppy, to go look for her inner self. Left alone, Poppy ventures to her dad’s place to go and live with him and his new wife Calypso and their son Sandeep. At first she finds the new arrangement hard to accept. Soon, however, she realizes that this is a golden opportunity to find her own real birth mother. En route she finds a sickly woman named Becca who befriends her and helps her out, and further she develops an unexpected relationship with the radical, Calypso. It is not until later that she finds within herself something very important. This is a beautiful story for young adults and teenagers.