5 stars Nonfiction Middle School/YA

I have already read the adult version of this book, so when our book club decided that The Radium Girls was going to be this month’s selection, I opted to read the young readers version of the story. I was anxious to read this book as I read lots of books geared towards young readers and I hoped this one was as great as the adult version. I had hoped that they hadn’t taken this incredible story, watered it down and condensed it. Had they changed the storyline and make it more reserved for these young minds? This book really surprised me as I began reading.
This was fantastic! This book was condensed but the author had not watered it down. This was as great as the adult version only; it didn’t go into as much detail as the adult’s version. It had been a few years since I have read the adult version but it all came back to me as I began reading and I fell in love with it all over again.
Filled with hope and opportunity the girls began working at the watch dial factory. They were teenage girls, working with the “wonder element,” the miracle wonder that was treating cancer and helping with other illnesses. This “liquid sunshine” was incorporated into toothpaste, butter, and skin products as everyone wanted to benefit from its greatness yet only wealthy could afford to indulge in these. Radium, the glow-in-the-dark paint, was expensive in the late 1910’s.
Working in the factory, the girls sat and they painted. Holding watch faces, the girls manually painted the watch dials onto each one. It was delicate work that relied on a steady hand and the perfect tool. With the factory suppling the brushes, the girls took their brushes and created the perfect tool.
Lip-dip-paint. The girls did lip pointing as they painted their watch dials. Since the girls were paid based on the number of dials they painted, they needed to work quickly and efficient. By wetting the end of the brush in their mouths to make a tapered end, this technique made their jobs easier. Lip-dip-paint. There would be no rinsing of the brush between each dial, there was only a minimal amount of radium on the brush at all times while she painted, and she had been told that the radium was safe. She was set to make millions, right? It sounds right but these girls were doing this every day, all day, and the number of times that her brush touched their lips each day was high, for she painted hundreds of dials each day.

It wasn’t until years later, that things started to change for the girls and they started to realize that perhaps this “liquid sunshine” wasn’t as safe as they were led to believe. I marveled at how this book didn’t shy away from the facts. The trips to the dentist had me squirming in my chair. I’m not fond of dentists but they had to go. Their pain was so bad but their diagnose was worse than cavities. The girls had enjoyed working in the factory, they’d made lots of cash and enjoyed their new lifestyle but now, was it worth it?
As more girls were getting sick, more individuals were getting involved and it irritated me that no one was working together to solve the issues. Hired individuals, doctors, lawyers, family members, everyone was a witness but what was the cause? How can they move forward?

This book is not for the weak, as the author tells it like it was. As I thought about what these girls had to endure, it made me cringe. The pain, the frustration, and the emptiness they must have felt, had to be exhausting. It’s sad and horrific that the girls had to battle this. To have to fight for their lives and also for support. That’s so frustrating. These girls are heroes for what they went through and how they shaped our future. I’m glad that this book was written for young readers so they can read how these young women fought for others and themselves. They weren’t quitters, whinners, or looking for a handout- they did it by believing in themselves and moving forward. A great book that should be read by mature young readers (middle school).
“After her jaw was gone, an important discovery was made. Knef had always hoped that by removing a tooth or a piece of infected bone, the progress of the mysterious disease would be stopped. “
“Her mouth, emoty of teeth, empty of jawbone, empty of words, filled with red, hot blood instead. It spilled over her lips and down her stricken, shaken face.”




















