Thoreau went to the woods to suck the marrow out of life; here, I hope to drain every drop from the books I read, rather than tossing them aside and saying vaguely, “Oh yes, I read that once,” when they come up in conversation.
I’m a Christ-follower, a wife, a mother, a wannabe novelist (with a complete manuscript, no less!), and—of course—a reader. Stick around, poke around, speak up, and enjoy…and definitely recommend your favorites, because my mile-long to-be-read list could always be longer!
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Hello all, Pookie here! It’s been a while since I’ve updated you on my read alouds with Mama, but summer is a busy time for me…travel, parties, juice boxes. You understand.
Anyway, we struggled to find something good to read for a long stretch, but once Mama started reading me American Girl books, we seemed to hit a rhythm. We’ve read Meet Felicity and Felicity Learns a Lesson. Right now we’re reading Felicity’s Surprise; sense a pattern? Once we finish the Felicity books, we might take a break from American Girl…or we might not. Who knows. The world is our sandbox.
I know you’re thinking those books are for big girls, but does it really matter? I’m learning to listen to a story, aren’t I? And Mama’s enjoying the stories, which is more than we can say for Stuart Little…
We’ve also had a change in when we read our read alouds, because Mama felt the need to read more of the Bible throughout the day. So, our story read aloud has moved to whenever it fits in our day, and we read the Bible at breakfast and lunch. We read again with Papa after supper, which is my favorite Bible time of the day because I get to hold and flip through my own Bible, the pink one my pastor and his wife gave me right after I was born.
It’s pretty special to me.
So, that’s what I’ve been reading…hope you’re reading something good, too!
P.S. Could you tell Mama to take pictures of me when I’m doing something other than eating?
I have finished my first American Girl “Girls of Many Lands” novel (the one I mentioned here).
And I truly enjoyed it.
Sure, the prose came off as too didactic at times, but overall the story was engaging and the history it detailed informative.
Gates of Gold follows a young girl, Cecile, as a right-place-right-time events plucks her from peasantry to a position at the court of Versailles. Cecile cares for one of the courtiers dogs and curries favor with the prince and princess’s small boys. She acts out of turn according to the rules of court on several occasions, but only because her conscience begs her to do so; the internal dilemma of right vs. protocol shows that Cecile is a thoughtful, well-intentioned girl–an excellent role model for any young girl who might read the book.
Cecile acts out against the court doctors in order to save the life of the princess’s toddler, despite the fact that she could be banished…or even sent to the Bastille.
Overall, a believable, moral heroine; I hope one day Pookie will look up to her and any other girls in this series.
And the historical details were so fun! The wigs, the dresses, the lavish furnishings–and after the story there were several pages of historical notes and tidbits that I greatly enjoyed.
I think I may even pick up another when I’m next at the library!
Do you enjoy children’s/YA series? I’d love to hear your recommendations!
Last week, I happened upon a new blog: Unplugged Sunday, a blog about a family that…well, unplugs on Sundays. They swap iPods and wifi for books, hikes, and cooking together.
Doesn’t that sound phenomenal? The Professor and I were talking about how recently our computer/TV/screen-in-general time had seen a dramatic uptick, so we decided to dive into our own unplugged Sunday.
Were we successful? Sort of.
It wasn’t idyllic, there was no hiking, no gourmet dinner. Pookie whined all day with teething/growing/I-hate-being-weaned pains. We didn’t even make it the whole day: we turned on the computer sometime after 6PM to listen to some sports talk radio (a station we can’t get on the actual radio) and to print a journal article for the Professor. That led to fantasy baseball team-checking, Tetris playing, and so on.
But. We played together on the floor. We had a nice library outing. We talked more about the Sunday sermon than we otherwise would have. During Pookie’s nap, the Professor and I played Kings in the Corner and Go Fish while laughing our heads off. We read in bed and turned out the lights early.
Not perfect, but good enough to try again.
How does that relate to American Girl? I’m glad you asked.
After reading Cinderella Ate My Daughter and the author’s account of the American Girl store, my love for the American Girl books was rekindled. I remember reading Meet Felicity, Meet Addy, Meet Molly, and the like in my grandmother’s basement when I was a little girl. The books portray history (think the American Revolution, the Civil War, WWII, the Depression, etc.) through the eyes of relatable, strong, moral, dynamic young girls–the kind of girls you want your own daughter(s) to be.
So for my own reading and nostalgic pleasure, I browsed the American Girl section at the library, brought how a few of the classic Felicity books, a Felicity mystery (more of a novel length book), and a “Girls of Many Lands” book–a novel-length story that follows a girl named Cecile as she serves at the court of Versailles in 1711. I haven’t finished any of them (see the teething/growing/I-hate-being-weaned note above) but plan to finish and write about them Thursday.