Seven Little Australians

A passel of siblings in Australia get up to sundry hijinks. They have a too-severe military father and an uncomfortably young but sweet stepmother. The dad essentially beats them, but haha it's fine, apparently. And there's some borderline predatory views of young girls in there, for good measure. Yoicks. This one hasn't aged well in the slightest. I'd recommend giving it a hard pass.

The single greatest work of book-length fiction in 19th century Australia (rivalled only by the short stories of Henry Lawson and Steele Rudd) is a children's book. Ethel Turner's masterpiece haunts me, and I think it always will. Turner saw something in the still nascent Australia and its people, at just the period when the country was breaking free from its imperial roots (but before anyone other than white Anglos were permitted to live there) that I believe helped perpetuate that sense of freedom and difference from Europe. Read passionately by children for a century, I'm not sure if this work will reach the generation now starting school, but I hope so.

Turner says that not one of the seven children "is really good, for the very show more excellent reason that Australian children never are... [I]n Australia a model child is - I say it not without thankfulness - an unknown quantity.
It may be that the miasmas of naughtiness develop best in the sunny brilliancy of our atmosphere. It may be that the land and the people are so young-hearted together, and the children's spirits are not crushed and saddened by the shadow of long years' sorrowful history.
There is a lurking sparkle of joyousness and rebellion and mischief in nature here, and therefore in children.”

This is a work by a privileged white woman, no doubt, in a country that committed some grave sins in the 19th century. But as a work for Australian children, none of that should matter. Thank you, Ethel. show less

The children in the Woolcot family are as spunky and disaster-prone and as individual as the Bastables, but after 19 chapters comes the most unexpected and horrifying tragedy. There are struggles and misunderstandings and suffering amidst the joy and gentle humour earlier in the book, but nothing to prepare us for this -- that's how life is, isn't it. I think I cried as much over this book as I did over Little Women (and I'm much older than when I read LW). An outstanding book, and just as fresh as if it had been written in the 1990s instead of the 1890s, but I won't want to re-read it until I have had time to recover from the first reading. If ever.

Update 12 years later: the horror of the ending has faded somewhat, but not enough to show more make me ready to read it again. If there was ever a PTSD inducing children's book, this would be it.

13.5 years later: I'm not going to live long enough to get over the trauma. And I think I hate the abusive father. show less

I read this over twenty years ago as a teenager. Didn't think much of it then, so I think it's time I had another look to see if I can change my mind.

2015 Update Well apparently my reading tastes have changed little in the nearly thirty years since I was a teenager, although I now have a clearer idea why I don't enjoy certain books. In this case, my dislike of this book doesn't stem from the quality of writing, but rather the characterisations and plot. As a teen reader I think I found the children's constant "naughtiness" tiresome. Looking at it now, I can see that their "naughtiness" is more unfettered childishness and lack of proper parenting. I've reached the end of the third chapter and the fourth excessive punishment, two of them show more being thrashings. I can't take any more. I know parenting has changed in the last hundred years, but I just can't read a book with such incompetent parenting, even if it is a classic. I can't be sure if I finished this book as a teen. I think I did, so the teenage me did considerably better than the adult me. show less

Seven Little Australians is an excellent children's novel that isn't just for children! I loved the characters because they were so real. The Woolcot family consists of Captain Woolcot, his six children from his first marriage (ages 4-16), his second wife (Esther, age 20), and their 1-year-old son. The step-mother's youthfulness added an interesting element to the family dynamic.

I might have given this book five stars, but the ending is unnecessarily tragic, and it seemed like the author didn't really know how to end the story. Seven Little Australians was Ethel Turner's first novel, and she was only 22 years old when it was published, so I was still very impressed.

Now that I've read the book, I really want to see the ABC mini-series show more from 1973, but the only good DVD of it seems to be out of print. I guess I'll have to be content with these video clips (http://aso.gov.au/titles/tv/seven-little-australians/). show less

Oh it was so good to see these seven trouble makers again!
Meg, Pip, Judy, Nell, Bunty, Baby & the General are the seven little Australians in this classic Aussie story. Ruled with military discipline (starting to sound a bit like The Sound of Music lol) by their father, Captain Woolcot but his discipline & stern attitude are no match for these mischevous children.
I first read this when I was in primary school & loved it. I'm happy to say I love it still! It's a really good story filled with good, clean fun & lots of antics from Judy, Pip & the rest of the crew! :O)

Quite a lot of fun; however, I was quite disturbed by the abusive father and the matter of fact easy he is presented. He is quite a contrast to the children who are described as naughty and wicked, yet the children show real love and compassion. Maybe that was the author's point... ?