I was so excited to review this book, not only because I’m a music geek and love finding new ways to share music with my children, but also because I know one of the authors! I went to college with Melissa, sang with her in our choirs, and know what a wonderfully fabulous person and musician she is. So how could I pass up an opportunity to check out the book she wrote? Read more...
Um… whoops? I’ve still been working my way through the list of Newbery winners and runner-ups, but I kind of forgot to blog about them. I did update my page to bold my latest reads.
We recently listened to Gone Away Lake by Elizabeth Enright, one of the Newbery Honor winners if 1958. You can tell it was 1958 because a key part of this book was the ability for the children to wander around without adult supervision. This amazed my own kids. “Wait– didn’t anyone notice they were going away all day every day? Didn’t anyone care?” Read more...
We were very excited to walk into our library last week and find a nice big display of Little League books! Of course, we grabbed a bunch to take home. Don’t worry, we left a bunch more there!
When we got home, Daniel picked this one for me to read:
I’m not sure what I was expecting, but it sure wasn’t what the book held. Read more...
I read A Jane Austin Education by William Deresiewicz and just loved it! You can read my review here.
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They chose THAT to win the Newbery?!?!
I have a feeling this is something I am going to be saying A LOT during this whole experiment in reading all the Newbery winners.
Sooo… A Visit to William Blake’s Inn: Poems for Innocent and Experienced Travelers by Nancy Wilard just left me feeling kind of meh. The biggest passion I could work up for this book was to be bewildered that it won the Newbery. I could kind of maybe see the Caldecott, which it also won, but the Newbery? I need to look up some of the also-rans, because I don’t get it. Even looking up the reviews, I’m not seeing where anyone was gung-ho over this book. Read more...
I go to the gym for the first time in over a year.
Scared, I climb aboard the treadmill,
Ignoring the book in my bag,
Too frightened to do anything but
And grasp the sensors
And watch my heart rate rise and fall and rise and fall again.
Stealing a few more minutes,
I sit in the parking lot and open this book,
Filled with poetry
And a family
And dust that fell like snow.
Back at the gym again,
I walk and then I run. Read more...