Family is a tricky subject in Ember. Due to difficult lives peppered with illness, accidents, and dwindling medicine stores, many families in the city are comprised of grandparents or single parents caring for children that, possibly, aren’t related by blood. Or, as in Lina’s case for much of the novel, children find themselves caring for their ailing grandparents and younger siblings. Despite these fractured family units, however, residents in Ember are still close and, in many cases, care deeply for each other, both in an emotional sense and through their actions. With this, The City of Ember positions the idea of the conventional nuclear family as ultimately less meaningful than caring for others in a very basic sense, whether that be in a chosen family unit, or on a grander scale at the community-wide level.
In Ember, families—and human life in general—are constantly at risk. In the two years before the novel begins, Lina’s father dies of a coughing sickness, while her mother dies giving birth to Lina’s baby sister, Poppy. Doon, meanwhile, shares that in the Pipeworks where he works, an employee perishes in the river with shocking regularity. All of these tragedies create the sense that a traditional nuclear family is, for many in Ember, too much to expect, given how likely it seems that at least one family member will suffer a life-threatening accident or illness. Despite this, the two families that the reader gets a close look at, Lina and Doon’s, are nevertheless close and supportive. Lina does everything in her power to care for Granny and baby Poppy, aided by her kindly neighbor, Mrs. Murdo. Doon’s father, for his part, consistently guides Doon to make the best choices he possibly can and encourages him to check his anger, all while making Doon feel safe and supported. These relationships suggest that family has less to do with the form it takes and more to do with how its members treat and care for one another. However, this doesn’t mean that there aren’t major consequences of existing in a community with so many fractured families. Lina still experiences crushing grief for her parents, and the responsibility she has at home is a lot for any 12-year-old. Indeed, though Granny’s death of an unnamed illness is certainly sad and traumatic for Lina, in a way, it’s also a relief: Mrs. Murdo insists that Lina and Poppy come live with her, where Lina will be able to assume the role of a child again and not have to act like an adult. Through Lina’s experiences, the reader can see that the family structures most prevalent in Ember lead to children having to grow up too soon and essentially parent themselves.
This isn’t to say, however, that there isn’t a robust community of caring individuals in both Lina and Doon’s lives, ready and willing to care for the children if and when they need it. Mrs. Murdo is one of the most compelling examples of an adult taking on the responsibility of caring for others in a familial way, and Lina also seeks out guidance at times from her father’s former boss, the head gardener Clary. Further, as Doon and Lina rekindle their friendship in the weeks after receiving their work assignments, they both discover that close, trusting friendships can provide yet another avenue for support when it’s impossible to get that support elsewhere. This all gives the impression more generally that Ember is a community-oriented place where, despite the greed and corruption that plague it, people are more than willing to step up in service of others and in service of their city. This is best represented by the Singing, an annual celebration in which the entire city comes together to sing three songs about Ember. Doon and Lina choose the Singing as their time to slip out of Ember unnoticed, but upsets and run-ins with the police mean that Lina finds herself on the roof of the Gathering Hall in the middle of an escape attempt during the Singing. Even though, at this point, Lina is considered an outsider—Mayor Cole has posters up insisting that Lina and Doon are spreading misinformation and will be imprisoned upon their arrest—the Singing is still a meaningful experience for Lina. When the lights go out in the middle of the Singing, the unwavering voices of Ember’s residents, which Lina joins, stand as a symbol of the community’s unity and belief in the importance of standing together in the face of adversity. In this sense, while The City of Ember doesn’t go so far as to suggest that blood relationships within families are unnecessary, it does go to great lengths to illuminate other places where it’s possible to find the same kind of support.
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Family and Community Quotes in The City of Ember
“You haven’t forgotten the baby?”
“Oh, yes. She’s...I think she’s down in the shop.”
“By herself?” Lina stood up and ran down the stairs. She found Poppy sitting on the floor of the shop, enmeshed in a tangle of yellow yarn. As soon as she saw Lina, Poppy began to howl.
Lina picked her up and unwound the yarn, talking soothingly, though she was so upset that her fingers trembled. For Granny to forget the baby was dangerous.
Later, in her bedroom, with Poppy asleep, she took the two colored pencils from her pocket. They were not quite as beautiful as they had been. When she held them, she remembered the powerful wanting she had felt in that dusty store, and the feeling of it was mixed up with fear and shame and darkness.
Lina rather liked having Mrs. Murdo around—it was a bit like having a mother there. [...] When Mrs. Murdo was there, shoes got picked up and put away, spills were wiped off the furniture, and Poppy always had on clean clothes. Lina could relax when Mrs. Murdo was around. She knew things were taken care of.
The blue-green room, the orderly apartment, the meals cooked, and the blankets tucked in cozily at night—all this gave her a feeling of comfort, almost luxury. She was grateful for Mrs. Murdo’s kindness. I am not ready yet to be alone in the world, she thought.
“Looper says it’s all going to be gone soon anyway, why not live as well as we can right now?”
“But Lizzie, why should you get all that? Why you and not other people?”
“Because we found it. Because we can get at it.”
“I don’t think it’s fair,” said Lina.
Lizzie spoke as if she were talking to a not-very-bright child. “You can have some, too. That’s what I’m telling you.”
“That’s the solution he keeps telling us about. It’s a solution for him, not the rest of us. He gets everything he needs, and we get the leftovers! He doesn’t care about the city. All he cares about is his fat stomach!”
“If this were an ordinary situation, the mayor would be the one to tell.”
“But the mayor is the one committing the crime,” said Doon.
“So then we should tell the guards, I guess,” said Lina. “They’re next in authority next to the mayor. Though I don’t like them much, [...] Especially the chief guard.”
“My grandmother died.”
“Oh!” Doon’s face fell. “That’s so sad,” he said. “I’m sorry.” His sympathy made tears spring to Lina’s eyes. Doon looked startled for a moment, and then he took a step toward her and wrapped his arms around her. He gave her a squeeze so quick and tight that it made her cough, and then it made her laugh. She realized all at once that Doon [...] was the person she knew better than anyone now. He was her best friend.
What was he thinking? If he still had light bulbs when everyone else in Ember had run out, would he enjoy sitting in his lit room while the rest of the city drowned in darkness? And when the power finally ran out for good, all his light bulbs would be useless. Possessions couldn’t save him—how could he have forgotten that?
For a moment, the fear he’d felt when he saw the guards was replaced by rage. The familiar hot wave rose in him, and he wanted to grab a handful of his father’s nails or pot shards and throw them against the wall. But all at once he remembered: if the guards were after him, they’d be after Lina, too. He had to warn her. He dashed down the stairs, his anger turning into power for his running feet.
“Because that’s what I suddenly realized on the roof of the Gathering Hall, Doon. I’d been thinking before that I had to leave Poppy because she’d be safe with Mrs. Murdo. But when the lights went out, I suddenly knew: There is no safety in Ember. Not for long. Not for anyone. I couldn’t leave her behind. Whatever happens to us now, it’s better than what’s going to happen there.”