(Critical Edition of Young Adult Fiction)

Boy is a fascinating study in contrasts. On the one hand, Dahl writes with a conversational tone that lulls the reader into a feeling of safety. On the other hand, he describes with utter frankness rather horrifying procedures and experiences. He is a feeling man reminiscing about his life as a sensitive child, but the book retains an aura of carefree noninvolvement.

The title, never explicated in the text, seems to come from Dahl’s own boyhood self-appellation, as evidenced by his pictured letters to his mother. It is an apt title, for the tales are all about boyhood, about the many things that boys everywhere (and many girls as well) know and do and fear and learn. The young Dahl and his friends were devilish boys who loved candy and nasty pranks, and a devilish delight in their exploits survives in the mature narrator. Both the anecdotes and the relish with which they are recounted serve to charm readers of all ages, who either understand or recall such devilishness. Dahl’s understanding of childhood, evident in so much of his fiction, is not lacking in his autobiography.

Woven into that whimsical, devious world, however, is a real world of death and pain. Throughout Boy, Dahl describes grotesque events in graphic terms. These incidents include the accident resulting in the amputation of his father’s arm, the motoring accident in which he nearly lost his nose, the unanesthetized removal of his adenoids, the lancing of his schoolmate Ellis’ large boil, and the repeated,...

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