No Ballet Shoes in Syria

I requested and received a copy of this free from the publishers, in exchange for an honest review. All views are my own.

Apparently today is Empathy Day. Its amazing that I know this when I’m not often sure whether it’s Tuesday or Sunday at the moment, and keep thinking it’s March. But, you know, good old Twitter.

And so I should (but don’t) have a whole post full of books that would help develop empathy. Though really I think all good books do that to a certain degree, because they all force you to see the world through the characters’ eyes.

But, as luck would have it, I needed to give myself a kick up the bum and post my review of No Ballet Shoes in Syria by Catherine Bruton, and as that’s perfect for empathy day, let’s all pretend I planned it this way…

We follow Aya and her family as they attempt to find their feet in England after escaping the war in Syria.

Billed as a modern version of, and as the author herself explains in the introduction, influenced by the wonderful ‘When Hitler Stole Pink Rabbit’, this had big shoes to fill (excuse the pun).

While I’m not sure I’d go so far as to call it a modern version, it certainly has echoes of Pink Rabbit. Miss Helena especially feels like she’s stepped straight out of it and I loved her character and the way we gradually discover her back story along with Aya’s.

The other character I loved was Dotty. She brought real balance to a book that tells a sad but all too common story and doesn’t shy away from the dark bits. Dotty though lifted it with her cheerfulness, her slight clumsiness, her brightness and sparkle, her positivity and friendliness.

What I liked best was that she was properly fleshed out, not just a one dimensional, cheery new friend. She had issues of her own and it is testament to Bruton’s lightness of touch that they were made an integral part of the book while emphatically not over-shadowing its main message and Aya’s story.

At the community centre she visits with her mum and brother, Aya stumbles across a dance lesson which reminds her of her own ballet school in Syria. Tired and worried with more on her plate than she should have as she struggles to support her mum (depressed, grieving and alone with a baby and child in a new country with nowhere to live and no English), she discovers an escape in dance.

But it becomes more than that. As she joins Miss Helen’s dance class, interacts with the others and, of course, dances, her memories of her old life resurface.

The way what is happening or being said in the present is mirrored in her memories and flashbacks, and the way they gradually move us forward from before war hit her home to her arrival in England is genius and so skilfully done.

It also helps to convey the idea that this is not something vague happening somewhere else to some ‘other’ people – they are just like us and it could happen anywhere to anyone.

Similarly, the juxtaposition of bombs and shrapnel and fleeing and fear and camps and danger and loss and despair with everyday life really brings home how awful it is. And I was pleased to see Catherine Bruton didn’t shy away from this. While it is sensitive, it is also unflinching and honest.

I really enjoyed Catherine Burton’s writing style. The little details in her descriptions brought everything to life and the amount of research she’d clearly done showed through in how believable Aya’s voice is.

This was a brilliant, well-balanced and carefully thought out book. The way it looks at the war in Syria is timely, sensitive and informative. But more importantly it makes it real, and it makes those fleeing it real. Honest and unflinching, but sensitive, hopeful and joyous too – I can’t recommend this enough.

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  1. This isn’t exactly my kind of book I admit- I was never a Ballet shoes Noel Streatfield kind of girl (even though I did do ballet!!) but I’m warming to the idea of this one

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    1. Forget the ballet side of things if it’s that putting you off? I’ve not read Ballet Shoes so can’t compare that. The dance really is a tool and a setting to ground the book and give a way in to the stories the book is really all about.
      I admit, I’m not sure how you’d feel about it, but I’d lean towards you liking it. I think you’d appreciate the writing, which I thought was excellent, and the way it explores the war and the issue of refugees, asylum and helping those in need.

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      1. Hmmn see Im probably overthinking it- a different review I read put me off as they made it sound very ‘worthy’ but I know how that is a pet hate of yours too so if you think it’s great then it’s probably got as much story as it does message!

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      2. I didn’t find it worthy at all. The story is essentially her journey from pre-war Syria to present day England, the ballet side of it is just the way to tell this. Yes, it felt like a story that was making a point and telling a story that (I think) should be told, but it didn’t feel worthy. Like you say I’m not a fan of books like that either!
        I thought this was excellent and much preferred it to, say Boy at the Back of the Class which covers similar ground but didn’t do it for me. This feels more serious, definitely, but also more believable and more real.

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      1. Yes! It’s such a lovely feeling. I was really chuffed about the Girl in your shop buying the Holly Jackson one based on my second-hand recommendation- it made me smile so much when you told me! x

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  2. What a lovely review and I agree with you about the character of Dotty. This is a sad story told with compassion but it doesn’t feel bleak. Like you I preferred this to The Boy at the Back of the Class which in some ways feels better for a slightly younger reader. I’m about to reread When Hitler Stole Pink Rabbit and will be interested in how the two compare when read closely together.

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    1. So sorry I haven’t replied sooner – thanks for reading.
      You’re right I think about Boy at the Back of the Class being better for younger readers.
      I’m re-reading Pink Rabbit too – are you taking part in the twitter read along? Im only about a chapter in so far.

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      1. Please don’t apologise, I wasn’t expecting a reply. I’m on chapter 9 of Pink Rabbit. Yes, I’m hoping to join in the chat on Twitter….think it’s on the 26th, but will check.

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      2. Yes, it’s 26th. I need to put a reminder on my phone – I always look forward to these sorts of twitter chats then forget all about them til an hour after they finish!

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