Genre: General
Fiction/Contemporary
Date of Publication:
April 3rd, 2012
Memorable Quotation:
“I’m talking about the language of flowers,” Elizabeth said, “It’s from the Victorian Era,
like your name. If a man gave a young lady a bouquet of flowers, she would race
home and try to decode it like a secret message. Red roses mean love, yellow roses, infidelity. So a man would have to
choose his flowers carefully.” (pg. 29)
Storyline: A+
Pace of the Story: A+
Characters: A+
Ending: A
Overall: A+
When women are asked what their favorite flowers are, most
will name a specific flower because of its color, scent, or general beauty. What most women do
not realize, however, is that flowers have a deeper purpose than most recognize.
Each flower has a specific meaning, and the truth behind each flower may
make some second guess what their favorite flower really is. For
example, Chrysanthemums mean truth, Lilies
mean majesty, Pansies mean think of me, Sunflowers mean false riches, and orphan Victoria Jones
uses these messages to convey her deepest thoughts and desires in a world she
feels shut out from. Moving from foster
home to foster home, she keeps a rough and jaded attitude towards the world
until a few special individuals enter Victoria ’s
life and show her that the past can be forgiven and her flowers are the key to
her happiness.
Similar to Caroline Clairmont's talent with chocolate and the way she changed people’s lives with it in
the film Chocolat, Victoria’s passion
for flowers help bring out the deepest of people’s desires through the language
of flowers that many have forgotten and do not take the time to acknowledge. (Towards
the end of the novel, Diffenbaugh includes “Victoria ’s Dictionary of Flowers”, which
gives the reader meanings behind many flowers and plants that would make anyone
look at and appreciate gardens and flowers in ways they had never expected.)
The exploration Victoria makes to find herself is fragile
yet courageous, a young girl whose most representative flower begins with Common
Thistle, Misanthropy (Distrust of Mankind) but in the end turns
into the Daffodils, New Beginnings, a
small way of saying that it is never too late for self-discovery.
~Shelly-Beans
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