I remembered The Voyage of the Dawn Treader being my favorite of the series when
I was little and it did not disappoint this time either. I think I know why,
too. It’s a straight up quest-style adventure. You’re not so worried about evil
men (or witches) ruling over Narnia, and how the kings and queens will be able
to reclaim their thrones. In Dawn Treader
all you care about is surviving one mysterious island so you can move on to
the next and ultimately arrive at the Utter East. Add to that the introduction
of a new character who is very different from any other we’ve met up until this
point, a sea monster, a dragon, and a heavy dose of Reepicheep and you have a
truly excellent book… Or at least excellent in my opinion, but then while most
little girls were playing with ponies and unicorns I was reading books about
dragons and dreaming about flying on them. This one struck eight-year-old me
just right.
As with The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe and Prince Caspian, a couple things stood out to me in this book as
well:
First of all it has one of the best opening lines ever.
But less comically, there were others.
“Tender as my years may be,” said Caspian.
“I believe I understand the slave trade from within quite as well as Your
Sufficiency. And I do not see that it brings into the islands meat or bread or
beer or wine or timber or cabbages or books or instruments of music or horses
or armour or anything else worth having. But whether it does or not, it must be
stopped.”
“But that would be putting the clock back,”
gasped the governor. “Have you no idea of progress, of development?”
“I have seen them both in an egg,” said
Caspian. ”We call it ‘Going Bad’ in Narnia. This trade must stop.”
I love this passage. At first it
made me laugh, but there’s so much more there than a wisecrack on Caspian’s
part. This conversation is about more than slavery. It’s about pragmatism, the
ends justifying the means, and progress for progress’ sake. Caspian clearly is
saying that it doesn’t matter if good comes out of something evil or not – that
something is still evil. If only our politicians understood that. Caspian For
President!
But my particular favorite point
here is that something is not necessarily good and wonderful because it’s new
and ‘progressive.’ We’ve become a culture obsessed with the latest, greatest,
newest…who cares about what’s good, and right, and best. We’ve barely used our
SmartPhone 11 before SmartPhone 12 comes out and we demand that. Why? Is it
better? Not always, but sometimes. And even if it is, is it so much better that
we need it NOW? And it’s a problem deeper than how we look at technology.
Progress has made it so we can alleviate pain and suffering, yes. But we can
also euthanize ‘better’, give ‘better’ abortions…play God ‘better.’ And it’s
progress! Because it’s progress it’s inherently good…right?
Climbing off my soapbox now.
The other passage I loved:
“…we must do something,” said Lucy.
“[Eustace] may have got lost, or fallen into a hole, or been captured by
savages.”
“Or killed by wild beasts,” said Drinian.
“And a good riddance if he has, I say,” muttered Rhince.
“Master Rhince,” said Reepicheep, “you never
spoke a word that became you less. The creature is no friend of mine but he is
of the Queen’s blood, and while he is one of our fellowship it concerns our
honour to find him and to avenge him if he is dead.”
I love this because even though
Eustace had tortured, tormented and bullied Reepicheep mercilessly, Reepicheep
shows him mercy. And mercy ‘behind
his back’ so to speak. It’s not so hard sometimes to show mercy to someone
suffering right in front of you, in need of help here and now. It’s a bit
harder to stick up for someone you have every right to intensely dislike when
they’re not even there to ask for it or see it, when you really may feel more
like not saying or doing anything. But Reepicheep had no such failing. He saw
that even his treatment of his worst enemy was a matter of honor.
And last of all, I couldn't leave this book without something about dragons.
Three down, four to go. Up next on
my Narnia list, The Silver Chair.
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