<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124297083338381678</id><updated>2011-07-28T15:21:21.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EDT763Kim</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edt763kim.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3124297083338381678/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edt763kim.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09273698788259544899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SdQETGzQ0nI/AAAAAAAAAB4/V6aJIAwY8pc/S220/Open_book_banner.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124297083338381678.post-4532053905226522261</id><published>2009-06-04T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T21:39:28.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy Toy - Edgy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SiidVT1munI/AAAAAAAAAFo/G7dkeU9BZV4/s1600-h/boy+toy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SiidVT1munI/AAAAAAAAAFo/G7dkeU9BZV4/s200/boy+toy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343693947303017074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Boy Toy&lt;/span&gt; by Barry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lyga&lt;/span&gt; is the coming of age tale of eighteen year-old Joshua Mendel; he is a baseball fanatic, Math whiz and victim of sexual abuse.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When Josh was twelve his history teacher, Eve, seduced him resulting in a sexual relationship that spanned four months.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Their relationship was discovered and abruptly ended when Josh attended a birthday celebration for one of his best friends, Rachel. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Rachel wanted him to be her boyfriend but when she tried to make out with Josh, he mistakenly believed that she wanted to have sex, ripped her underwear off and nearly raped her.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Because he feels guilty for seducing Eve and her resulting &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;imprisonment &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;as well as feeling he is constantly everyone’s &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;topic of discussion, &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Josh spends the next five years full of anger, deliberately isolating himself from most of the other students at his school and avoiding Rachel. &lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He is repeatedly suspended from school for fighting but manages to continue to excel at his school work and in baseball.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Eve’s release from prison and a renewed friendship with Rachel sparks Josh to deal with his problems, and to realize he is the victim, not the seducer.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I did enjoy this book, it kept me engrossed but I kept thinking that I really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wouldn&lt;/span&gt;’t be comfortable with my sixteen year old daughter reading it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Josh tells the details of his relationship with Eve to Rachel and it is quite titillating. To show how skillfully Eve manipulates Josh, &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lyga&lt;/span&gt; unfolds the particulars of their relationship slowly, building sexual tension.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The book also treats sexual activity among high school students as a matter of course which I found hard to come to grips with.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know that a large number of high school students do engage in sex, but I don’t want them to think that it is required or inevitable.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boy Toy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kirkus&lt;/span&gt; starred review and was a Bank Street Teen Book of the year for 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m not sure I would have this book in a high school library; the age recommendation is 16+.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That being said, a good hook would be relating the Mary Kay &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Letourneau&lt;/span&gt; story, how she had a relationship with one of her 12 year-old students, went to prison, and had his child.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When she was released early on good behavior, she was forbidden to have contact with him, a condition that she disregarded.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She was sent back to jail, had another child by him and when she was finally released, she married him.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3124297083338381678-4532053905226522261?l=edt763kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edt763kim.blogspot.com/feeds/4532053905226522261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://edt763kim.blogspot.com/2009/06/boy-toy-edgy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3124297083338381678/posts/default/4532053905226522261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3124297083338381678/posts/default/4532053905226522261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edt763kim.blogspot.com/2009/06/boy-toy-edgy.html' title='Boy Toy - Edgy'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09273698788259544899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SdQETGzQ0nI/AAAAAAAAAB4/V6aJIAwY8pc/S220/Open_book_banner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SiidVT1munI/AAAAAAAAAFo/G7dkeU9BZV4/s72-c/boy+toy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124297083338381678.post-1967799180411051803</id><published>2009-05-21T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T18:58:21.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The River Between Us - Historical Fiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SfTLtp9DoLI/AAAAAAAAAEo/42w72cPetdo/s1600-h/peck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 91px; height: 137px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SfTLtp9DoLI/AAAAAAAAAEo/42w72cPetdo/s200/peck.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329108244302635186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SfTLtjbZyXI/AAAAAAAAAEw/J5WYzPb0z38/s1600-h/peck2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 84px; height: 136px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SfTLtjbZyXI/AAAAAAAAAEw/J5WYzPb0z38/s200/peck2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329108242550868338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;River Between Us&lt;/span&gt; by Richard Peck is primarily set in the first year of the Civil War in a southwestern Illinois town, Grand Tower.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Grand Tower is a very small town along the Mississippi, about 60 miles from the strategically important, Cairo, Illinois where the Mississippi meets the Ohio.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As with all towns close to the secessionist confederate states, the residents of Grand Tower were mixed in their alliances but had more Union than Confederate supporters due to pride in native son, Abraham Lincoln. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This historical novel revolves around events in the lives of the Pruitt family: &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Ma, Cass, Noah and his twin, Tilly.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Tilly, who is fifteen when the events happen, tells the story.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Included in the tale are events surrounding the Pruitt family when they take in two young women from New Orleans who come north for safety, Noah’s enlistment in the Union army and the horrifying conditions in the army camp/hospital in Cairo. These events change the family forever. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The story is told in flashback; the first and last chapters are told by Tilly’s grandson Howard Hutchinson, who travels from St. Louis to Grand Tower with his father and brothers in 1916, on the eve of the United States’ involvement in the First World War.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He learns of his family’s history through Tilly during their visit.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The book’s title, &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;The River Between Us,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; refers to more than just the Mississippi River, it signifies feelings and events that divide people as well as those that bring us closer together.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Peck explores the historical relationship between blacks and whites, Northerners and Southerners, the personal relationships between Tilly and her mother and Howard and his father.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I enjoyed this book quite a bit. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I felt the details of the hospital and the descriptions of New Orleans’ society and attitudes toward people of color would be very enlightening for young adults. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I would recommend this book to middle school and high school students, especially those who find learning history “boring”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Historical fiction is a great way to learn of historical events; stories help to make the subject real.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;The River Between Us&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; was recognized was a National Book Award finalist, won the Scott O’Dell Award for historical fiction, and the Parents’ Choice award, among others.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I thought Peck’s description of the Hutchinson’s preparations for the 120 mile journey in their Model T to be very enlightening and would make a good hook.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He writes:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Our preparations had taken days.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We’d been through the toolbox time and time again.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We’d filled as many cans of gasoline as we could strap to the running boards.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Dad had personally filed down the points on the spark plugs.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I hadn’t slept a wink in two nights, and now the moment of leaving was upon us.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mother wasn’t going and didn’t want us to go.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And I didn’t know why.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I remember her up on the porch and the Ford there in the middle of Maryland Avenue. Dad and I wore dusters and caps with goggles.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One of the extra features of our Ford was a windshield.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But it was always laid across the hood for city driving.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The Ford was a touring car, which meant it had a canvas pull-up roof in case of rain, or for when you spent a night on the road.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;You had to crank the car a good ten minutes to get it going, and Dad left that part to me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The knack for starting a Ford was to jack up a rear wheel.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He got the little boys settled on the rear seat, but they kept running back into the house for something they’d forgotten.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I wondered if we’d ever get away.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;But at last the engine caught and turned over.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The Ford coughed twice and came to life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Dad broke a fresh egg on the radiator so that it would hard-boil and seal the leaks.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The boys were more or less settled.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Dad let out the brake and fiddled with the gas lever.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We’d already aroused the neighborhood.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now we were off in a volley of sharp reports from the tailpipe. And Mother was turning back to the house…..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dad’s plan was to keep the Mississippi River on our right side and try to be in the vicinity of Chester, Illinois, by nightfall.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We made good time on dry roads south from Dupo and didn’t have our first flat until very near Waterloo.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In all we did pretty well with only four flats that day, one in each tire.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But it seemed like the Ford was on a jack more than it was on the road.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3124297083338381678-1967799180411051803?l=edt763kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edt763kim.blogspot.com/feeds/1967799180411051803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://edt763kim.blogspot.com/2009/05/river-between-us-historical-fiction.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3124297083338381678/posts/default/1967799180411051803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3124297083338381678/posts/default/1967799180411051803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edt763kim.blogspot.com/2009/05/river-between-us-historical-fiction.html' title='The River Between Us - Historical Fiction'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09273698788259544899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SdQETGzQ0nI/AAAAAAAAAB4/V6aJIAwY8pc/S220/Open_book_banner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SfTLtp9DoLI/AAAAAAAAAEo/42w72cPetdo/s72-c/peck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124297083338381678.post-7185687465019075640</id><published>2009-05-21T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T18:52:30.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Thief Lord - International</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/ShYE2mK_4vI/AAAAAAAAAFg/IPpt-gz-T1Y/s1600-h/coverimage.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 92px; height: 140px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/ShYE2mK_4vI/AAAAAAAAAFg/IPpt-gz-T1Y/s200/coverimage.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338459744300425970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A group of orphans,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;a rather comical detective, a mysterious count and heartless stepparents are a few of the extraordinary characters in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Thief Lord&lt;/span&gt; by Cornelia Funke, a young adult novel translated from German.  This story, set in Venice is a story of friendship, adventure, mystery and magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story begins as Victor, private detective is hired by a German couple, Esther and Max Hartlieb, to find their missing nephews.   Prosper who is twelve, and Boniface (Bo),  five, lost their mother six months ago and the Hartliebs want to adopt Bo.  Rather than be separated, the boys ran away to Venice, a city their mother loved and often told them about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Venice, the boys join up with a gang of orphans who live in an abandoned movie theater and survive from the sale of items stolen by their ringleader, the Thief Lord. The Thief Lord, Scipio, is a young teenager and is a mysterious character.  He doesn't live with them, only visits. The group survives fairly happlily until two events occur that disrupt their existence; they are tracked down by Victor and they are hired by the shadowy Conte to steal an old wooden wing that is missing from a magical carousel.  The adventures that unfold involve disguises, kidnapping and several late night boat trips to the Isola Segreta, the Secret Isle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book kept my interest until just before the end, which I foundto be very disappointing.  It was unbelievable, and seemed as if there were just too many story lines to tie up.   Despite this, I do think most middle school students would enjoy it, there is  something for everyone.  I also think students would like how independent and self-sufficient the children are. This is not a gritty novel where the orphans do whatever they must to survive, the children in the book engage in very little theft or illegal behavior and there are extenuating circumstances when they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The School Library Journal and Kirkus both gave this novel a starred review.  As a hook, I believe a map and some pictures of Venice would be appropriate and this excerpt that shows Scipio to be very self-assured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But just then, someone pulled back the curtain of the small window.  Two eyes, round and bright, seemingly with no pupils, gleamed through the darkness of the confessional.  Prosper shuddered and only after another look did he realize that they were glasses, reflecting the sparse light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One shouldn't wear a mask in a church, any more than a hat." The uneven voice sounded like a very old man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One also shouldn't talk about a theft in a confessional," Scipio answered, "and that's what we're here for, isn't it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prosper thought he could hear a small laugh.  "So you really are the Thief Lord," the stranger replied quietly. "Well, keep your mask on if you don't want to show your face, but I can still see your very young."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scipio knelt bolt upright.  "Indeed.  And you are very old, judging by your voice.  Does age matter in this transaction?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3124297083338381678-7185687465019075640?l=edt763kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edt763kim.blogspot.com/feeds/7185687465019075640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://edt763kim.blogspot.com/2009/05/thief-lord-international.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3124297083338381678/posts/default/7185687465019075640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3124297083338381678/posts/default/7185687465019075640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edt763kim.blogspot.com/2009/05/thief-lord-international.html' title='The Thief Lord - International'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09273698788259544899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SdQETGzQ0nI/AAAAAAAAAB4/V6aJIAwY8pc/S220/Open_book_banner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/ShYE2mK_4vI/AAAAAAAAAFg/IPpt-gz-T1Y/s72-c/coverimage.htm' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124297083338381678.post-8951490673838565318</id><published>2009-05-13T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T12:21:36.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blizzard!  The Storm that Changed America - Non-fiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SgsdKCWwVdI/AAAAAAAAAFY/lPTp_ZQxbRo/s1600-h/blizzard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SgsdKCWwVdI/AAAAAAAAAFY/lPTp_ZQxbRo/s200/blizzard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335390241818695122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The blizzard of 1888 was not the worst storm in history, but it was the best documented one to that time.  "Blizzard! The Storm that Changed America" by Jim Murphy is a non-fiction account of the March 1888 blizzard that slammed New York City and the east coast.  This book uses a wealth of original source materials to relate the details of the storm and the stories of the people affected by them.  It is illustrated with actual photos as well as drawings and stories from the New York newspapers.  In addition to information about the storm, Murphy also includes many details of what life was like in 1888.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like that Murphy follows different people through the events of the storm, some with tragic outcomes and others who have miraculous tales of survival.  For example, he tells of a farmer, Sam Randall, who dies 30 feet from his front door while returning from attending to his animals.  Murphy also relates the story of Gurdon Chapell, 9 years old, and his brother Legrand who is 4.  These two boys, unbeknownst to their family, set out for their grandparents' house and are lost in the storm.  Their absence is not discovered until the following day but, against all odds, they are found alive, huddled in a cave of snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Murphy also discusses how this storm changed public works and individual responsibilities  in times of crisis.  After the storm, cities began making emergency plans and having the workers to carry out these plans.  Because of downed electrical and telephone lines these lines were required to be buried while the inability of workers to get to their jobs during this storm was a huge factor in the building of the subway system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Middle school students would find this book interesting; probably more boys would be interested than girls due to the fact that boys tend to gravitate toward non-fiction.  It is a slim book, but it is not an easy reader.  There is a lot of information and although the events are chronological, it moves from person to person which may cause some students difficulty.  This book was an ALA Best/Notable book in 2002 and it was also a starred review in Kirkus, Horn Book and the School Library Journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good hook for this bok would be to introduce it to students when inclement weather is approaching, maybe when talk of a snow day is in the air.  I would also read a little of a young woman who perishes after the train she is on can go no further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;At some point, Sara ran out of strength entirely and stopped moving.  Snow and ice clung to her clothes, hair and face as if she were a statue in a park.  Then the icy figure toppled over backward.  Her will to struggle, to push herself up and keep moving, was gone. She lay there as if she were on the softest of featherbeds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Immediately, snow began to cover her face an body as well as the hat she had clung to throughout her ordeal.  Soon, only the red feather poked through the snow, and then it, too, disappeared.  The storm was only a few hours old, really, just a baby, and yet it had already claimed dozens of victims.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/Sgrp32ayWRI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wq3ymzhkPjY/s1600-h/blizzard.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3124297083338381678-8951490673838565318?l=edt763kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edt763kim.blogspot.com/feeds/8951490673838565318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://edt763kim.blogspot.com/2009/05/blizzard-storm-that-changed-america-non.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3124297083338381678/posts/default/8951490673838565318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3124297083338381678/posts/default/8951490673838565318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edt763kim.blogspot.com/2009/05/blizzard-storm-that-changed-america-non.html' title='Blizzard!  The Storm that Changed America - Non-fiction'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09273698788259544899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SdQETGzQ0nI/AAAAAAAAAB4/V6aJIAwY8pc/S220/Open_book_banner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SgsdKCWwVdI/AAAAAAAAAFY/lPTp_ZQxbRo/s72-c/blizzard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124297083338381678.post-6948276388498886881</id><published>2009-05-02T08:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T09:36:21.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here in Harlem: Poems in Many Voices - Poetry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/Sfxr8KI-dzI/AAAAAAAAAFI/RTvY2pzUsAc/s1600-h/harlem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/Sfxr8KI-dzI/AAAAAAAAAFI/RTvY2pzUsAc/s200/harlem.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331254740158150450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poetry generally is not a genre I enjoy but I was pleasantly surprised by “&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Here in Harlem: Poems in Many Voices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;” by Walter Dean Myers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This collection of poems was inspired by Edgar Lee Masters' “Spoon River Anthology” and kept me engrossed and entertained. There are 54 poems each told by a different character and through these characters Myers writes of the Harlem of his youth. The poems celebrate the cultural richness and diversity that was Harlem in its heyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Each character is identified by name, occupation and age and each describes a sliver of their life in a poem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Myers addresses the difficult aspects of life in Harlem such as racism, poverty, segregation as well as celebrates the leaders, poets, artists and musicians of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here in Harlem: Poems in Many Voices &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;is illustrated with black and white photos from Myers personal collection. The photos are not of the characters telling the poems, but add interest and depth to the book. I especially liked the cover photo of a young Duke Ellington. In it, he and the women he is with seem very happy and carefree; this reminds me that despite the ugliness of discrimination and poverty people still managed to have full, happy lives. They did not let their situations define them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Myers’ poems are easy to read; some are entertaining while others are thought provoking.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I believe students in middle school and high school would enjoy reading these poems.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I think African-American students would especially like this collection since it the people it explores are African-Americans, but I believe most students could be engaged by the poetry. This book was an ALA Notable/Best books in 2005 and was a starred review by the School Library Journal, Booklist, Kirkus Review and Publishers Weekly. To hook students, I would read a few of the poems such as "Delia Pierce", a poem of a hairdresser who insists that she "ain't the kind to talk behind nobody's back" as she gossips about clients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="spacer-right10" valign="top" width="50%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="spacer-left10" valign="top" width="50%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="spacer-right10" valign="top" width="50%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="spacer-left10" valign="top" width="50%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="spacer-right10" valign="top" width="50%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="spacer-left10" valign="top" width="50%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td class="spacer-right10" valign="top" width="50%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td class="spacer-left10" valign="top" width="50%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; 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width: 95px; height: 135px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/Sfet74yVu4I/AAAAAAAAAE4/fi-LKb9BZWU/s200/notes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329919928383683458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;    Italian graphic artist, Gipi, uses watercolor and pencil in grays and black to set a bleak atmosphere for his graphic novel, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Notes for a War Story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  This is a tale, set in the war-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;torn Balkans, of three friends and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;their life in the hostile periphery of the conflict.  Two of the three young men, Little Killer and Christian, have no family to depend on while the narrator, Giuliano, leaves his middle class family behind to join his friends.  The three drift from town to town, living in abandoned houses and stealing car parts for money.  Their fortunes improve when they cross paths  with Felix, a profiteer,  and become his bag men; collecting and extorting money on Felix's behalf.   After being beaten and robbed their paths diverge, with Giuliano returning to his family and the other two joining a militia.  The ending s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hows that the lawless life they have lived has robbed them of  their souls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I initially had a hard time getting into this book, probably because of the dark and gloomy illustrations and a little confusion over the characters.  I warmed up to it, however, as I read further.  As I read, I couldn't help but compare the relationship between Felix and the boys to the characters in "Slum Dog Millionaire".  The characters in both stories must survive in a harsh world and turn to an older, charasmatic underworld figure for leadership.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is definitely for mature readers.  Boys would probably find it more interesting because the characters are boys. Depsite that this is a war story, there is not a great deal of action.  I do really like the exploration of the choices people make when they are without resources.  This story could be used to start a discussi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;on about children in our own country who are abandoned or left to fend for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Notes for a War Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; won &lt;span&gt;the ‘Best Book’ prize at Angouleme, the international comics festival and was on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-size:14;" &gt; The American Library Association's  Best Books for Young Adults list, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-size:14;" &gt;YALSA's  Great Graphic Novel for Teens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;font-size:14;" &gt; and Books for the Teen Age, New York Public Library&lt;/span&gt;.  I think an appropriate hook for this book would be to ask students what choices they would make if they had no where to live and nothing to eat.  Would illegal behavior be justified?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3124297083338381678-9018543918569162033?l=edt763kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edt763kim.blogspot.com/feeds/9018543918569162033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://edt763kim.blogspot.com/2009/04/notes-for-war-story-graphic-novel.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3124297083338381678/posts/default/9018543918569162033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3124297083338381678/posts/default/9018543918569162033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edt763kim.blogspot.com/2009/04/notes-for-war-story-graphic-novel.html' title='Notes for a War Story - Graphic Novel'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09273698788259544899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SdQETGzQ0nI/AAAAAAAAAB4/V6aJIAwY8pc/S220/Open_book_banner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/Sfet74yVu4I/AAAAAAAAAE4/fi-LKb9BZWU/s72-c/notes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124297083338381678.post-2188219584271879434</id><published>2009-04-24T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T09:02:35.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>King Dork - Edgy, Mystery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SfJqcPnbw-I/AAAAAAAAAEA/lm2r6RNk1E4/s1600-h/king_dork_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SfJqcPnbw-I/AAAAAAAAAEA/lm2r6RNk1E4/s200/king_dork_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328438342593528802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tom Henderson, or as he thinks of himself - &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;King Dork&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, has no illusions about his status in the school hierarchy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Given the abuse and ridicule he receives at the hands of the “Normal” people it would be hard not to realize that he is considered a loser.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He has gotten to know his only friend, Sam Hellerman, by default; they stood next to each in line, alphabetically, in grades four through eight. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The two friends share an interest in music and video games and together they try to form a band.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They constantly change the name of the band, the names of the band members and the name of their first album. These names are quirky and funny and are a source of humor in the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Balls Deep  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 1.5in 0.0001pt 0in;"&gt;Guitar:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Comrade Gal-hammer&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 1.5in 0.0001pt 0in;"&gt;Bass and Embroidery: &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Our Dear Leader&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 1.5in 0.0001pt 0in;"&gt;Real fancy and important percussion:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The lonely dissident&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 1.5in 0.0001pt 0in;"&gt;First Album:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We control the horizontal&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book by Frank Portman explores high school through Tom’s eyes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Tom speaks very little but has a running mental commentary that is sarcastic, funny and sad.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;His policeman father died four years earlier and there are conflicting stories about how he died.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He tries to feel closer to his father by reading his father’s collection of books from high school and discovers a ciphered message in one of them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He spends much of the book trying to solve both mysteries.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Catcher in the Rye&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; figures prominently in the story, it is both required reading in school and one of his father’s books.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  King Dork is not a book that I liked. I simply could not relate to it and I really didn’t really care about Tom. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I also kept waiting to discover the answers to the mysteries, but was disappointed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;To be fair, high school students may have quite a different take on the book; I am so far removed from high school that it probably colored my perception.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  Mature students who are into bands and music would probably enjoy this book. &lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I would not specifically recommend it to any student, however, because of the sex and the drug use in the book. &lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This brings me to a second problem I had with the book, the few girls in the story are merely there to perform oral sex on Tom.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not only are they merely sexual objects, but I really didn’t think it was plausible that they would be interested in giving King Dork Tom the time of day, let alone be dying to have close personal contact with his private parts.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  I read some reviews that were all very positive (although I tend to take reviews with a grain of salt) so I might be totally off the mark.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I would be interested to see what others think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the following passage entertaining and might be used as a hook:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First on the program in Mr. Schtuppe’s class, when the introduction had finally ended, was a book called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: arial;"&gt;30 Days to a More Powerful Vocabulary.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;“In 30 days, you will learn how to make words your slaves.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;This book is a big list of fancy-pants words and our job as self-improvement vocabularists was to prove we knew what they meant by saying them aloud and using them in sentences.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mr. Schtuppe’s unique twist on this was that he managed to mispronounce around half of them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"  class="MsoNormal"&gt;“The first word is ‘bete noire,’” he said.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But he pronounced it “bait noir-ay,” with the emphasis on the “ay.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" face="arial" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Bait noir-ay,” we all said in unison.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" face="arial" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Excellent.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now, class, listen carefully: magnanimous…”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(We would have to wait until the end of the alphabet before we witnessed Mr. Schtuppe’s finest hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That would be “wanton” which he pronounced like “won ton.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The delicious Chinese dumpling often served in soup at the Pacific Rim’s finest eating establishments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That’s why Sam Hellerman and I will sometimes refer to a sexy girl as a Won Ton Woman.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3124297083338381678-2188219584271879434?l=edt763kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edt763kim.blogspot.com/feeds/2188219584271879434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://edt763kim.blogspot.com/2009/04/tom-henderson-or-as-he-thinks-of.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3124297083338381678/posts/default/2188219584271879434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3124297083338381678/posts/default/2188219584271879434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edt763kim.blogspot.com/2009/04/tom-henderson-or-as-he-thinks-of.html' title='King Dork - Edgy, Mystery'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09273698788259544899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SdQETGzQ0nI/AAAAAAAAAB4/V6aJIAwY8pc/S220/Open_book_banner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SfJqcPnbw-I/AAAAAAAAAEA/lm2r6RNk1E4/s72-c/king_dork_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124297083338381678.post-1013281485935602159</id><published>2009-04-19T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T19:03:44.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Web Crawl - Chris Crutcher</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SevCe0C3DUI/AAAAAAAAAD4/sSBVJ1eRxBY/s1600-h/byrns13890302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 119px; height: 169px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SevCe0C3DUI/AAAAAAAAAD4/sSBVJ1eRxBY/s200/byrns13890302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326564818918247746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SevCewVwYsI/AAAAAAAAADw/Ok14OKC124A/s1600-h/b15187173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 111px; height: 168px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SevCewVwYsI/AAAAAAAAADw/Ok14OKC124A/s200/b15187173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326564817923760834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SevCe--OUkI/AAAAAAAAADo/3j6KqvN-83I/s1600-h/0688083455.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 110px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SevCe--OUkI/AAAAAAAAADo/3j6KqvN-83I/s200/0688083455.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326564821851591234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After finishing my web crawl, I found it difficult to choose between three authors, John Green, Gary Paulsen and Chris Crutcher. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;John Green appealed to me because his site was engaging and humorous, Gary Paulsen because his website discusses not only his books but his own adventures and Chris Crutcher because his books are controversial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Of these three, I chose Chris Crutcher because I wanted to explore the censorship issue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;An added bonus is that he was born in Dayton.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The main characters in Chris Crutcher’s books are mostly male teenagers who are athletes and many have personal problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;His books include: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Running Loose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Chinese Handcuffs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Staying Fat for Sarah Byrnes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;i  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Whale Talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;The Sledding Hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt; , and &lt;i style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Deadline&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  I personally have not read any of his books but after reading excerpts and reviews for many of them I plan to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;They sound funny, touching and deal with important issues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Before he began his writing career, Mr. Crutcher was a teacher, a therapist, a child protection advocate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and he directed a “last chance” charter school for at-risk students.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;These experiences give flavor to his books; they deal with real problems teens face, in an honest way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;These issues include prejudice –both racial and religious, child abuse, disabilities, and poverty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;His books often include strong language and discussion of situations that many people feel young people should be shielded from, such as abortion and homosexuality, and many of his books have been challenged or banned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On the flip side, he recieved the Margaret A. Edwards Award in 2000 for lifetime contribution to young adult literature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As a result, Mr. Crutcher’s website devotes a lot of space to censorship, the first amendment and his interactions with those who would ban his, and other authors' works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He is very passionate about free speech and it shows in emails that he has posted between him and people who are angered by his books and beliefs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;These interactions are not just about his books, he also published a series of emails from a correspondence with a woman who felt he should have refrained from putting a “Vote for Obama” advertisement on his website. She felt it was “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;color:black;"   &gt;BAD JUDGEMENT and UNPROFESSIONAL”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; His response to her was, in essence, that it was his right to state his political opinion just as it was her right not to go to his site.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This particular situation made me think about my own reactions to censorship issues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I am a firm believer in free speech and don’t feel that well written books with a message should be omitted from library shelves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I also agree with Mr. Crutcher about his right to advertise his support for Barack Obama on his website.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That being said, I had an issue during the 2004 election with the school I worked at and my daughter attended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The school took a busload of kids during school to watch President Bush’s &lt;u&gt;campaign&lt;/u&gt; motorcade drive by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;They said it was not a conflict because he was our president. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In addition, the school secretary posted Bush campaign stickers, wore several buttons and had election memorabilia all around her desk and surrounding area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I found both of these things out of line in a school and I complained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I felt the better way to handle the election in the school was to explore both candidates and the issues, rather than just advocating for one side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I see a difference between Crutcher’s personal website advocating for a particular candidate and a public school doing the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I don’t know; I may be wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I did, however, advise my sister, a middle school art teacher, that I thought that she should not be wearing an Obama button in the school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;She didn’t agree with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To end this very long blog, I think Chris Crutcher is an important author for young adults and think his books are worth exploring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3124297083338381678-1013281485935602159?l=edt763kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edt763kim.blogspot.com/feeds/1013281485935602159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://edt763kim.blogspot.com/2009/04/web-crawl-chris-crutcher.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3124297083338381678/posts/default/1013281485935602159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3124297083338381678/posts/default/1013281485935602159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edt763kim.blogspot.com/2009/04/web-crawl-chris-crutcher.html' title='Web Crawl - Chris Crutcher'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09273698788259544899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SdQETGzQ0nI/AAAAAAAAAB4/V6aJIAwY8pc/S220/Open_book_banner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SevCe0C3DUI/AAAAAAAAAD4/sSBVJ1eRxBY/s72-c/byrns13890302.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124297083338381678.post-8553997962326601090</id><published>2009-04-17T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T17:14:53.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whispers from the Dead - Modern fantasy, supernatural</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SekbCBzXdBI/AAAAAAAAADI/8TtW3Q59_n8/s1600-h/14763007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SekbCBzXdBI/AAAAAAAAADI/8TtW3Q59_n8/s200/14763007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325817755999892498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;“Enough early-evening light streamed through the window next to the front door to yellow the walls, spreading its glow across a spindly, antique table I’d never seen before.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;On it, lying on its side, was an unfamiliar crystal vase of early spring sweet peas, spilled and dripping onto white marble-like tiles.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;The sound of crying stopped.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then out of the silence came a whisper so heartbreaking, so desperate, that it tugged me forward: “&lt;i style=""&gt;İAyúdame! İAyúdame!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;My heart was pounding so loudly that I could hear it in my ears as I moved closer to the railing, bent over, and looked straight down.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Directly below me, under the brown-red splattered walls, lay a pool of blood.”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;This would be a good hook to interest middle school students in the supernatural tale &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Whispers from the Dead&lt;/span&gt; by Joan Lowery Nixon.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sixteen year old Sarah Darnell has a near-death experience which leaves her with an ability to receive communications from the dead. When she and her family move from Missouri to Houston, Sarah begins seeing and hearing messages from a young Spanish woman whose spirit inhabits their new home.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;As Sarah begins making friends with a neighbor girl, she realizes that their new neighbors are all keeping a secret from them, a secret she already suspects because of her visions.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A murder occurred in their house four years before.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In fact, the boy who lived in the house was suspected of killing a girl delivering pizza, but was never convicted.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;Throughout the story, Sarah's visions help her to slowly uncover the truth and find the murderer.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The story is full of twists and turns that could keep middle school students engrossed. The chapters are short and the story linear. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Whispers from the Dead&lt;/span&gt; won several readers' choice awards in the early 1990s. It won the 1992 Nevada Young Readers Award, the 1995 Indiana Young Hoosier Award, the 1996 Wyoming Soaring Eagle Book Award and the 1990 Texas Lone Star Reading List.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;Despite the awards, I personally did not like the book very well. I found the story rather predictable although that may be because I have read many stories in this genre and am good at making predictions.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I also found the book, written in 1989, to be dated.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was written before internet usage was common and many situations reflect that.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sarah uses microfiche at the library to do research and writes letters to communicate with her friends in Missouri. She also rides her bike everywhere even though she can drive (something today's 16 year old would only do as a last resort).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I found that I was distracted from the story by these details.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-indent: 13.5pt;"&gt;  The bottom line is that it would probably not be a book I would recommend to students, but it wasn’t so horrible that I would purge it from my shelves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3124297083338381678-8553997962326601090?l=edt763kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edt763kim.blogspot.com/feeds/8553997962326601090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://edt763kim.blogspot.com/2009/04/whispers-from-dead-modern-fantasy.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3124297083338381678/posts/default/8553997962326601090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3124297083338381678/posts/default/8553997962326601090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edt763kim.blogspot.com/2009/04/whispers-from-dead-modern-fantasy.html' title='Whispers from the Dead - Modern fantasy, supernatural'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09273698788259544899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SdQETGzQ0nI/AAAAAAAAAB4/V6aJIAwY8pc/S220/Open_book_banner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SekbCBzXdBI/AAAAAAAAADI/8TtW3Q59_n8/s72-c/14763007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124297083338381678.post-5707835096691216964</id><published>2009-04-13T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T05:37:57.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speak- Realistic Fiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SeNphkljIMI/AAAAAAAAAC4/9YAMB8lUttA/s1600-h/speak-laurie-halse-anderson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SeNphkljIMI/AAAAAAAAAC4/9YAMB8lUttA/s200/speak-laurie-halse-anderson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324215209959825602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Speak&lt;/span&gt; by Laurie Halse Anderson is a realistic fiction tale about alienation and it stresses the importance of communication and in standing up to injustice.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The main character, Melinda, is raped at a party shortly before the beginning of her freshman year in high school.  She calls the police but is unable to tell them what is wrong. Traumatized, she walks home. When the police arrive, she is not at the party and they arrest the party goers for underage drinking. Since Melinda was overheard calling the police, the students of her school blame her and she becomes a social pariah.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As the year goes along, she progressively finds it harder and harder to speak – to anyone.&lt;span style=""&gt;  Everything in her life becomes more difficult to deal with as she speaks less. Her grades go down, her only friend is a girl new to the school who cares more about being popular than in being a friend, she starts cutting class and her parents argue frequently.    &lt;/span&gt;Her family and the school administrators don't understand that her behavior isn't just due to normal teenage moodiness and try punishment to resolve the problems.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Melinda is paralyzed by her despair until she does a report on woman's suffrage that includes a silent protest and, little by little, she begins to improve.  Melinda begins to do yardwork, talking to her parents and even has a conversation with a girl she used to be friends with about her rapist's reputation.  The girl tells her that "he's only after one thing, and if you believe the rumors, he'll get it, no matter what."  She begins to realize that her silence enables her rapist to hurt other girls.  She eventually has a confrontation with him which unleashes her anger and she is finally able to talk about what happened to her.&lt;/p&gt;                                 &lt;p class="style1"&gt;I really enjoyed this book.  Even though she doesn't speak, Melinda has a constant commentary running in her head which is quite entertaining.  Despite its dark subject matter, I didn't find the book depressing.  I did feel Melinda's pain, though,  especially when she is rejected by her only "friend".  I would recommend this book to high school students, especially girls, the story is engrossing and the message important.   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Speak&lt;/span&gt; has received numerous accolades and awards including: ALA Best Book for Young Adults, Edgar Allan Poe Award finalist, IRA Young Adult Choice,  Michael L. Printz Honor Book, National Book Award Finalist, New York Public Library Book for the Teen Age, New York Times Bestseller List, SCBWI Golden Kite Award, and YALSA Popular Paperback for Young Adults&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Melinda's list of the first ten lies they tell you in high school would be a good hook.  They are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;We are here to help you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You will have time to get to your class before the bell rings.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The dress code will be enforced.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No smoking is allowed on school grounds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Our football team will win the championship this year.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We expect more of you here.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guidance counselors are always available to listen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your schedule was created with your needs in mind.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your locker combination is private.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;These will be the years that you look back on fondly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My first class is biology.  I can't find it and get my first demerit for wandering in the hall.  It is 8:50 in the morning.  Only 699 days and 7 class periods until graduation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3124297083338381678-5707835096691216964?l=edt763kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edt763kim.blogspot.com/feeds/5707835096691216964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://edt763kim.blogspot.com/2009/04/speak-realistic-fiction.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3124297083338381678/posts/default/5707835096691216964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3124297083338381678/posts/default/5707835096691216964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edt763kim.blogspot.com/2009/04/speak-realistic-fiction.html' title='Speak- Realistic Fiction'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09273698788259544899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SdQETGzQ0nI/AAAAAAAAAB4/V6aJIAwY8pc/S220/Open_book_banner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SeNphkljIMI/AAAAAAAAAC4/9YAMB8lUttA/s72-c/speak-laurie-halse-anderson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124297083338381678.post-5827592163492749259</id><published>2009-04-10T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T21:22:36.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rag and Bone Shop - Realistic Fiction, Mystery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SeAa-1m8LtI/AAAAAAAAACw/yDZH6hCoKC8/s1600-h/rag+and+bone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SeAa-1m8LtI/AAAAAAAAACw/yDZH6hCoKC8/s200/rag+and+bone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323284426396544722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Robert Cormier told an interviewer from the School Library Journal, "I'm very much interested in intimidation and the way people manipulate other people. And the obvious abuse of authority." &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In &lt;i style=""&gt;The Rag and Bone Shop, &lt;/i&gt;a mystery tale in the realistic fiction genre, he explores these themes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;To do this he tells a tale of a murder investigation in third person by two different characters, Jason and Trent.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jason is a twelve year old boy who doesn’t fit in with kids his own age, but prefers the company of younger children.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He struggles with school and often feels stupid. On the first day of summer vacation after 7&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grade, he visits the home of a boy his age and works on a puzzle with the boy’s seven year-old sister, Alicia. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;She is later found dead from a blow to the head.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;There is no physical evidence to point to the murderer and there is political pressure being applied by the grandfather of one of Alicia’s classmates, a U.S. Senator.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Unfortunately, &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Jason was “the last person to see her alive” and with the pressure to solve the crime mounting, the detective relies on his gut, honing in on Jason as the likely killer. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Trent, a top-notch interrogator who has never failed to elicit a confession, is called in to interrogate Jason.  He has recently lost his wife and is becoming burned out and a little haunted by his work.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He sees this interrogation as a way to gain favor with the Senator.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He interrogates Jason without his parents present under the pretext “helping the investigation”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As the interrogation progresses, he realizes that Jason is not guilty, but continues to push for a confession.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Cormier does a good job at showing how people can be intimidated, manipulated and bullied into admitting almost anything, nearly believing it themselves. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Through Jason, he also shows how the result of intimidation can last beyond the interrogation itself.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I really liked the way you saw the events unfold from both Jason and Trent’s point of view.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The book kept me glued to it and I was unprepared for the ending which stayed with me for several days.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;I would recommend this book to high school students especially those who are fans of crime stories and television crime dramas.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I believe Trent’s description of the interrogation room would be a good way to interest students in the book.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He writes, “&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The office to which Braxton led him was perfect.  Small and cluttered and claustrophobic.  No windows, which eliminated the necessity of drawing the shades.  No lamps on the desks, the light coming directly and harshly from a ceiling bulb.  No air conditioning, either. Trent, in fact, felt a slight wafting of heat as he entered the room.  Two desks and a filing cabinet took up most of the space, which meant that he and the suspect would be in close proximity, their knees almost touching as they sat in the two chairs arranged opposite each other.  That was the intent, of course, to conduct the interrogation in a small space with no room for the suspect to be comfortable.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3124297083338381678-5827592163492749259?l=edt763kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edt763kim.blogspot.com/feeds/5827592163492749259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://edt763kim.blogspot.com/2009/04/rag-and-bone-shop-realistic-fiction.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3124297083338381678/posts/default/5827592163492749259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3124297083338381678/posts/default/5827592163492749259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edt763kim.blogspot.com/2009/04/rag-and-bone-shop-realistic-fiction.html' title='The Rag and Bone Shop - Realistic Fiction, Mystery'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09273698788259544899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SdQETGzQ0nI/AAAAAAAAAB4/V6aJIAwY8pc/S220/Open_book_banner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SeAa-1m8LtI/AAAAAAAAACw/yDZH6hCoKC8/s72-c/rag+and+bone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124297083338381678.post-8907337656900112325</id><published>2009-04-05T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T18:52:04.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monster-Realistic fiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/Sdj1TOemjCI/AAAAAAAAACo/JBDWsrKcVDE/s1600-h/monster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/Sdj1TOemjCI/AAAAAAAAACo/JBDWsrKcVDE/s200/monster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321272670391012386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Monster&lt;/span&gt; is not only the name of this realistic, coming of age story by Walter Dean Myers, but what the woman prosecuting Steve Harmon for felony murder calls him.  He has been arrested and is being tried for the murder of a drug store owner; killed during a robbery. Was he the lookout for the "crew" responsible for the robbery and murder or was he just in the wrong place at the wrong time?  It really doesn't matter at his trial; what matters is whether the jury sees him as a monster or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, Steve is living in fear.  He is in jail pending the outcome of his trial and is afraid of both the constant violence of the jail and that he will be found guilty and locked up for 25 years to life.  In an effort to make sense of what is happening, he writes the events of this experience as a movie script.  The story is told through his script.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite engaged by this book and I believe junior and senior high students will be too.  I especially liked that I was unable to predict the outcome of the trial and that it felt real, with loose ends that were not neatly tied up for the ending.  I also liked that the story included details that showed that although Steve and his family are consumed by the trial and its outcome, it is just another case to the lawyers, judge and court personnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Monster&lt;/span&gt; won the Michael L. Printz Award for Young Adult Literature in 2000 and was a Coretta Scott King honor book and a National Book Award finalist.  I would recommend this book to all young adult readers, including reluctant readers.  I believe that Steve and his sense of helplessness and dread will engage both boys and girls and that the style of writing, with short sentences and dialog makes it easy to read.  There could be some difficulty understanding the camera directions, but they are not critical to understanding the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first line of the book is attention grabbing and would be a great Book Talk "hook".  It is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The best time to cry is at night, when the lights are out and someone is being beaten up and is screaming for help."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3124297083338381678-8907337656900112325?l=edt763kim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://edt763kim.blogspot.com/feeds/8907337656900112325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://edt763kim.blogspot.com/2009/04/monster_05.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3124297083338381678/posts/default/8907337656900112325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3124297083338381678/posts/default/8907337656900112325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://edt763kim.blogspot.com/2009/04/monster_05.html' title='Monster-Realistic fiction'/><author><name>Kim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09273698788259544899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/SdQETGzQ0nI/AAAAAAAAAB4/V6aJIAwY8pc/S220/Open_book_banner.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CQlnB7pOp9k/Sdj1TOemjCI/AAAAAAAAACo/JBDWsrKcVDE/s72-c/monster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry></feed>
