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Local historian and author Eric Jay Dolin will discuss his latest book on piracy on the Atlantic Coast in the late 17th and early 18th centuries. His talk will include such well-known pirates as Blackbeard and Captain Kidd and will discuss the American colonists’ attitudes toward them.
The talk, co-hosted by the Wellesley Historical Society and Wellesley Free Library, will take place at the main library branch on Thursday, May 16 at 7pm.
Wellesley Free Library has put out a call for community assistance in solving a disturbing mystery: 7 out of 8 round tree slices that had been stashed at the Fells Branch Library to use as outdoor seating at the new children’s garden have disappeared.
Now it’s not like you can’t go to just about neighborhood in Wellesley to find a chopped down tree these days, but apparently the stumps (or more technically, rounds) at the library branch were easy pickings.
The library posted on its Facebook page: “The Mystery of the Missing Tree Stumps: That may sound like the title of a library book, but the Fells Branch Library has a real mystery to be solved… It took a lot of sweat equity by library staff and volunteers to move the stumps to Fells on May 1. Sadly, by May 4, they were gone.
Perhaps the tree stumps will be returned as suddenly as they disappeared. If you have any information about this mystery, please contact the Wellesley Police Dept.”
Offers, including from Wellesley Conservation Council, have already begun trickling in to replace the stumps.
It’s the biggest library mystery since Mr. & Mrs. Swellesley sought to recover books accidentally left at the dump.
MORE: Why the MBTA has down down hundreds of Wellesley trees
In Wellesley College professor Susan Meyer’s newest picture book, Matzah Belowstairs, Miriam Mouse takes pride in her job as forager for her family, who lives “Belowstairs.” Every year at Passover, she’s been able to find and deliver the “crunchy, flat matzah” they all love, but this year things are different. The “Upstairs” dwellers, the human Winkler family, have put the traditional unleavened bread on serious lockdown, jeopardizing the Mouse family’s Passover celebration.
Even young Eli, who once could be counted on to drop food on the floor, has developed a steadier hand at the table, not letting go of even a crumb for Miriam to ferry off to her family. When Eli’s dad hides the afikomen, a piece of matzah he wraps in an embroidered napkin, Miriam is watching. Anything hidden at mouse-level is fair game, so Miriam sees her chance, takes the matzah, and runs.
But Eli’s family needs the afikomen to finish the seder, and it’s Eli’s job to find it. “Can you find it, Eli?” asks his dad. Eli finds the afikomen and comes face-to-whiskers with Miriam. What will happen? Both mouse and human families need the afikomen to finish the seder.
Eli and Miriam both learn how to make a friend, keep a secret, and save the day in this charming book in which the youngest members of the families manage their big responsibilities with even bigger hearts.
When illustrator Mette Engell’s uses split-screen pictures of the human family at the top half of the page and the mouse family below, he give readers an especially good look at how humans and mice are after the same thing — the time and the means to celebrate with their families.
Passover is the major Jewish spring festival which commemorates the exodus of the Israelites from slavery in Egypt. Passover this year begins the evening of Friday, April 19 and ends the evening of Saturday, April 27.
Author: Susan Lynn Meyer
Full color illustrations by Mette Engell
Ages: 4 – 8
Pages: 24
Publisher: Kar-Ben Publishing
Other books by Meyer: New Shoes; Skating With the Statue of Liberty; and Black Radishes, which was inspired by her father’s experiences as a Jewish boy in Nazi-occupied France. Black Radishes won a Sydney Taylor silver medal and was a finalist for the Massachusetts Book Award.
April is National Poetry Month and Wellesley can lay claim to, and should celebrate, three essential poets and writers: Wellesley High School (WHS) graduate Sylvia Plath; Anne Sexton, also educated in Wellesley schools; and Katharine Lee Bates, for whom Bates Elementary School is named. Throughout April, The Swellesley Report will touch on the accomplishments of these major creative forces. In their time these women were ground-breaking on the national international literary scene, today they remain relevant and should be recognized in town for their lives and work.
Sylvia Plath, Pulitzer Prize winner and author of The Bell Jar, which is perpetually in print, was one of WHS’s academic stars. She was a scholar who did everything Wellesley demands of its brightest students — she studied, got straight As, and was heavily involved in the town. She went on to a top school, Smith College, known at the time as a Seven Sisters college. Plath then became one of the most influential poets and leading writers of the 20th century, and her name today always appears on lists of of poets who changed the genre. She is considered a leader in Confessional poetry, meaning that which focuses on the individual. Think of today’s popularity of memoir — the dots of influence connect back to Plath.
The 1950 Wellesley High graduate’s life was bumpy, however. While home on break from Smith, she nearly died after ingesting a bottle of sleeping pills. Frantic neighbors joined the police in searching for the missing student. It was her brother who found her in a crawl space underneath her family’s 26 Elmwood Road home (protected as a single-building Historic District house, and thus not in danger of becoming a Wellesley tear-down…in fact, the house just changed hands). Plath spent time recovering at McLean Hospital in Belmont, Massachusetts. The Bell Jar is widely considered to be in part an autobiographical account of that time.
Plath took her own life on February 11, 1963 in a small apartment in the Primrose Hill section of London. With her two children in the next room sleeping, Plath turned on the oven, stuck her head into it, and died from asphyxiation by the gas fumes. She had sealed off the children’s room with tape to keep the deadly gas from taking them, too. The housekeeper was scheduled to come at 9am, and she did, just in time to save the children, but too late to save Sylvia. Whether Sylvia’s calculations worked out as she had planned depends on who you believe. Some say her attempt wasn’t serious, that she had timed it so that the housekeeper would come and save her, as well as the children. Others point to the plans she made, sealing the children’s room off and the effort that took. She almost took her downstairs neighbor with her. The gas had seeped into his apartment and he was found unconscious.
There are still echoes of Plath throughout town, although she doesn’t get her true due. Now is the time to change that. But first, I’d like you to become better acquainted with this daughter of Wellesley. Here are some pictures related to Plath’s time at Wellesley High School:
In 1950 when Sylvia Plath’s picture appeared in WHS’s yearbook, The Wellesleyan, it was customary for the entries next to students’ names to start out written by the student’s peers, and finish up written by the student. So the parts that say, “Warm smile” and “energetic worker” and “clever with chalk and paints” aren’t Sylvia bragging on herself, but her friends’ pride in her strong points. When the entry flips over to Plath writing about herself, it’s interesting that she identifies as a “Future writer”, even though she had been published multiple times in the Wellesley Junior High School paper; the Wellesley’s Bradford Senior High School newspaper, The Bradford; and the Wellesley Townsman. Right after high school she scored her first major national publication in The Christian Science Monitor. Still, she felt the sting of those rejection slips from the glossy Seventeen magazine, a kind of monthly teen-age girl bible of its time. It also appears she couldn’t yet drive (“Oh, for a license.”) but like all teens, pined for wheels.
Wellesley High School, Wilbury Crockett Library, second floor.
Plath identified WHS English teach Wilbury Crockett as “the teacher of a lifetime,” crediting him as instrumental to her own writing and the intellectual development of so many of her peers. In a framed picture outside the library is a quote from Plath that reads in part, “If we discovered abilities or interests we never knew we had, it was he who awakened us to them, If we made dreams become reality, it was because of his daily encouragement, unceasing inspiration, rare wisdom, and insight.” The area outside the library currently serves as sort of Sylvia-central, the place where Wellesley recognizes its famous graduate. It’s nice enough, but the area is readily accessible only to WHS students, faculty, and staff. The high school administration allowed me in to take pictures, but I’m no mystery person around there. I doubt a stranger on a Sylvia pilgrimage would be welcomed into the school just to check out Plath historical items. Today’s realities demand that schools make sure they know exactly who is going in and out of the building.
That’s why it’s time to add recognition for Sylvia outside the school walls, perhaps in the form of a street name in the Poet’s Corner neighborhood, or a plaque affixed to the front of her childhood home. If the current owners would rather not have a plaque on their house perhaps a bronze marker could be installed on the sidewalk in front of the home. Maybe we need a “Plath Path” in town, a quiet and contemplative spot with a bench engraved with a Plath quote. “I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart. I am. I am. I am,” comes to mind.
Plath was imaginative enough to write some of the most powerful poetry of the 20th century. Wellesley should be able to come up with some viable and creative ways to mark that not only did Plath live in Wellesley, but Wellesley helped produce this poet with a work ethic and the intellectual gifts that brought her worldwide acclaim.
The Advisory Committee has been asked to consider formal recognition of Plath, and the Board of Selectmen appears open to considering the matter once Town Meeting is finished.
Wellesley’s own Sylvia Plath, a newly released short story
