Bobby and I were in third grade together, and it was Valentine’s Day. We distributed our valentines to our classmates at the end of the day and gathered them in our sacks to take home.
Five-year-old Owen can define a routine for you. Since I began keeping him in the afternoons after his morning in preschool when his mother went back to work, we have followed the routine they had already established.
A butler, a cricket match, and middle school – even if you throw in a purple Bentley – doesn’t sound like a promising start for a page turning book, but then there is Gary Schmidt.
Trouble does not let up for Oliver from the minute he is shackled to other prisoners in filthy conditions on the voyage nor through his sale to a cruel tobacco farmer who also owns a black slave named Bara.
Heather Montgomery is at it again – making the study of animals a lot of fun with her new book Little Monsters of the Ocean: Metamorphosis Under the Waves.
At Oak Grove Public Library, the library I frequent most often, a new wrinkle has been the final line in my checkout slip and on the email they send to document my loans.
The prologue (love a good prologue!) sets a backstory for the mystery to come – the mystery part a foregone conclusion with a book titled A Baker Street Wedding.
As a rule of thumb, I have an aversion to people who take a favorite book and either make a movie or add extensions of any kind to it. The more I loved it, the worse I take offense to any deviation