I’ve read So Big (first published in 1924) by Edna Ferber many times since I was a little girl. It is one of several classic books that shaped my idea of what being an admirable woman would involve: an appreciation of beauty, a love of learning, enthusiasm, a capacity for love, an ability to work very hard, and, above all, resilience. In So Big, Ferber creates a wonderful character in her protagonist, Selina, and uses beautiful language to do it.
Ferber kicks off the book by immediately grounding it in a mundane portrait of everyday life and behavior that almost every parent has at some time indulged in. Selina is described working – at housework, at cooking, at farming. She is a woman “[w]ith little time for the expression of affection. The work was always hot at her heels.” However, from time to time, Selina would glance at her baby and this happens:
Yet, in that moment, as the woman looked at the child there in the warm moist spring of the Illinois prairie land, there quivered about them an aura, a glow, that imparted to them and their surroundings a mystery, a beauty, radiance.
“How big is baby?” Selina would demand, senselessly. “How big is my man?”
The child would momentarily cease to poke plump fingers into the rich black loam. He would smile a gummy though slightly weary smile and stretch wide his arms. She, too, would open her tired arms wide, wide. Then they would say in a duet, his mouth a puckered pink peal, hers quivering with tenderness and a certain amusement, “So-o-o-o big!” with the voice soaring on the prolonged vowel and dropping suddenly with the second word. Part of the game. The child became so habituated to this question that sometimes, if Selina happened to glance round at him suddenly in the midst of her task, he would take his cue without the familiar question being put and would squeal his “So-o-o-o big!” rather absently, in dutiful solo. Then he would throw his head back and laugh a triumphant laugh, his mouth a coral edifice. She would run to him, and swoop down on him, and bury her flushed face in the warm moist creases of his neck, and make to devour him. “So big!”
So Big relates the story of Selina’s life. She is raised by her father, a gambler, who teaches her to roll with the punches (metaphorically – sometimes they have a lot of money and sometimes none). When he dies, she gets a job as a teacher in a community of Dutch farmers in Illinois known as High Prairie. She marries one of the farmers, Pervus, and discovers how hard farming life can be.
Selina has one son who survives childbirth – Dirk (the baby who plays the “so big” game). Selina experiences a change of fortune and becomes prosperous. She hopes that this will allow Dirk, who is interested in architecture, to explore the arts and the intellect in a way that she wasn’t able to.
The second half of the book is centered on Dirk, and yet Selina keeps stealing the story from the edges. Dirk becomes obsessed with earning money (he sells bonds). Selina is disappointed in this outcome and yet she herself thrives, finding satisfaction in her work and the friends she continues to make.
This story is not a romance novel – in fact, romantic relationships tend to go badly. However, it does have some of the most AMAZING romantic moments. The lunch auction! The slate! The machinations of the Widow Paarlenberg, which entertain and delight the High Prairie congregation every Sunday! The trilliums!
Beyond romance, the story is full of complex women. Selina’s friend Julie is usually quite happy to be led about, but in moments of crisis she shows amazing stubbornness. Maartje Pool, the woman with whom Selina boards, is shabby and overworked and lacks education but she is the core of her family. Some of the women are clearly forces of nature and some less so, but none of them should be underestimated.
There is some language that was not considered offensive at the time (pre-WWII) but is today. However, Selina is a model of someone who is interested in everyone and everything. As an older woman, whenever she visits Dirk, she likes to explore different parts of Chicago, especially those populated by different communities (Italian, Chinese, and Black, for instance). To Dirk’s utter horror, she takes random people home to her farm and feeds them, not out of pity, but out of interest, enthusiasm, and a genuine love of feeding people. Dirk treats his Japanese servant much like any other expensive appliance. Selina would have the man’s life story within five minutes.
There are so many themes in this book to pick apart. For instance, there’s the book’s unashamed embrace of unregulated capitalism – the one element of the book that I heartily dislike. There’s also the theme of living for another person. Selina lives for Dirk, hoping to impart to him an appreciation of beauty and an acceptance of other people. Her goal is to give him all the tools he might need to follow his dreams, whether those dreams turn out to be lucrative or not. Paula, a beautiful friend of Dirk’s, is a whip-smart woman with a love of money and fantastic business sense. In a later time period she’d be a financial mogul, but instead she has to live vicariously through Dirk, feeding him ideas and convincing him that they are his own. While the second half of the story is told from Dirk’s point of view, he is not nearly as interesting as either of the women who share such an interest in him.
The element of the book that has always stuck with me, from my first reading at about the age of ten to my most recent reading last week at the age of forty-four, is the portrayal of Selina. Regardless of whether she is doing well or badly, she never allows an often joyless life to sap her ability to find joy in the world. It’s not that she’s a Pollyanna-type of person, nor is she perpetually cheerful. It’s simply that she never stops noticing things. The same characteristic of noticing potential that helps her in business helps her in life.
Early in the book, Selina rides to High Prairie from Chicago for the first time with Klaas Pool in his wagon. Selina is enchanted by the landscape and gushes about it to Klaas, who is utterly baffled. For the rest of his life, he teases Selina with the phrase, “Cabbages are beautiful!” The author relates that Selina is not offended by Klaas’s mirth; she’s too excited about her new life to be offended.
For equipment she had youth, curiosity, a steel-strong frame; one brown lady’s-cloth, one wine-red cashmere; four hundred and ninety-seven dollars; and a gay, adventuresome spirit that was never to die, though it led her into curious places and she often found, at the end, only a trackless waste from which she had to retrace her steps, painfully. But always to her, red and green cabbages were to be jade and burgundy, chrysoprase and porphyry. Life has no weapons against a woman like that.
I’m so grateful to this book, which taught me early to value beauty in the ordinary. It is one of my formative books, all of which share a similar trait of heroines who are resilient, tough, generous, blessed with an unshakeable sense of self, and capable of finding beauty and joy in everyday life. Some others that leap to mind that I discovered young are A Tree Grows in Brooklyn by Betty Smith, A Little Princess by Frances Hodgson Burnett, and of course my beloved Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte. I have felt so blessed to have these heroines in my life, reminding me that cabbages are beautiful.
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I’ve never heard of this one! Sounds utterly charming. Thank you!
I’ve never heard of this one either, but A Tree Grows in Brooklyn is so precious to me that I may seek this one out just ont eh strength of that invocation.
This sounds lovely (and makes me think you might also enjoy the novels of Barbara Pym!) This one’s added to my reading list.
I’ve also never heard of this one, but I am charmed by the idea of someone in 1924 and beyond playing the “So big!” game with her baby. I used to do that with MY babies! (sobs because they’re not babies anymore)
I think So Big is just new enough to be in copyright, but some of Ferber’s other books like Fanny Herself and her story collections of a traveling saleswoman are at Project Gutenberg etc. Fanny Herself has a picture of pre-WWI small town Wisconsin and Sears-type catalogs; I enjoyed it a lot.
I have actually heard of “So Big,” because when I was about eleven, I found a book called “Adventures in Reading,” published in 1927, at a book sale. Edna Ferber was a current author in 1927, and “So Big” was mentioned. I love all the other books and heroines you mention in your last paragraph, so I need to read this now.
Thank you so much for this review! I’ve read a couple of other things by Edna Ferber and loved them, so I’m happy to get another E.F. recommendation.
One line of the review made me think, though…I don’t think it’s entirely accurate to say
but rather, that it’s closer to say that the language later became offensive to people who were not actually affected/described by the language, i.e. the “mainstream”.
(Fingers crossed for code to display right.)
Thank you Bu – I suspect that you are correct.
I love this book so much! I happened to see it on an Amazon Daily Deal a long time ago and had never heard of it. I decided to check it out and I’m so glad I did. Since I’m also a movie buff, I found out that there’s been three movies (one was only a short) made out of the book. I watched the 1932 version which was decent, but didn’t live up to the book. I have the 1953 version on my dvr waiting to be watched, but now I want to reread the book before watching.
Thank you for this review, Carrie. Sounds like a lovely book.
Oh Carrie, thank you for that stroll down memory lane. I’m 20+ years older than you, so Edna Ferber was a staple of my early teen reading years. ‘Show Boat’, ‘Cimmaron’,’Giant’, ‘Saratoga Trunk’–I gobbled them up. And yes, ‘So Big’, as well. Let’s just say that I loved Selina and was totally unimpressed with adult Dirk. I wanted more Selina!
I am sure you know that ‘So Big’ was awarded the Pulitzer prize for fiction the year it came out (1924).
This sounds wonderful! Thank you for sharing. I also share a fierce love for A Little Princess. That book has stayed with me since I was six and gotten me through a hundred hard times.
This was an amazing review, Carrie! I read other Ferber books in my early teens, but not So Big. Luckily, it appears that I picked it up back in 2013 when it was on sale, so I just moved it up in the TBR pile.
Thank you, you’ve made this book irresistible 🙂
Is there a good biography of Ferber? A Pulitzer and multiple books made into ‘big’ movies, and books that range across so much of the US seem to suggest she must have been an amazing person.
New to the site but wow here’s one of my all time favorite books. So Big changed so many ideas for me when I read this in my late tweens. Went on to reread many times. I was 24 when I had my boy and if it was just up to me he would be named Dirk. Hubby hated the name but it is one that I love. Went on to read everything she wrote. Magnificent writer.
Beautiful review, I need to read this book! I loved the 1953 movie with Jane Wyman and Sterling Hayden, and have seen it several times. I was interested enough to do a bit of research, and found out that the book is based on a woman who farmed in South Holland, IL. That was a coincidence, I grew up in neighboring town, and used to work in South Holland 🙂
I love the character of Selina, she embodies my own feelings about happiness and contentment-that ability to see beauty in what others might find mundane, the smaller everyday parts of our lives.
I need to buy this book right now, perfect reading for the start of summer!
I love Edna Ferber – she’s one of the few hugely best-selling authors of the first half of the 20th Century who really holds up. Show Boat (the book) is surprisingly feminist. And the 1932 movie version of So Big may not be a perfect adaptation of the book, but Barbara Stanwyck is a fantastic Selina.
I must have read this when I was a teen, but I don’t remember it at all. I’d love to see the Barbara Stanwyck version of the movie too. She’s worth a squee on her own.
This review and the following comments about it are particularly moving to me. My name is Julie Gilbert and Edna Ferber was my great aunt. She was my mother’s aunt and my grandmother’s sister. I am, and always have been, very involved in everything about Edna Ferber. In 1978, my biography of my great aunt was published by Doubleday. It is still in print in soft cover by Applause Books. I am currently working on a personal history of the incarnations of “Giant” from novel to movie to musical. I am Trustee of the Edna Ferber Estate. I celebrate my legacy every day!