Saturday, June 15, 2013

June 15, 2013

I'm old so I get to say this: Where has the year gone? It's already the middle of June, and even though school has been out for barely over a week, the end of the summer seems so close. During the summer months we have Grandy Camp around here. Lots of fun, some chores (money-making opportunities), some adventures, and some learning. Bet no one is surprised that READING is big on my list of favored activities. Yup. We read and we log and we win prizes. (Grandy especially loves the places that reward the kids with books rather than fast food coupons!) In the past Grandy Camp has had "theme days"; this year we're doing an overall theme of the USA. Part of our planning and learning for the summer comes from Dan Yaccarino's Go, Go America! book. He's a favorite author. This past week, our first official week of Grandy Camp, we learned about Maine, Arizona, Hawaii, and New Mexico. And, Grandy coup! I found THE perfect book: Dragons Love Tacos by Adam Rubin. Why was it perfect? Well, you see there was a request for Knight Day this summer. There aren't a lot of knights, princesses, castles, or dragons in America. But ... there is London Bridge ... and it did come from England ... and it is in Arizona. So in a convoluted way, Grandy worked in Knight Day on Wednesday when we "visited" Arizona. And other than just about any street corner in Houston, where are you likely to find tacos? New Mexico! Hence, Dragons Love Tacos was the perfect book for the week. Super funny too--Aidan read it twice and laughed a lot both times. I have it on my books-as-gifts list now. (Coincidentally, one of the books mentioned below was appropriate for this week's Grandy Camp. We all read One Morning in Maine on Tuesday.)

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On Thursdays my granddaughter and I go to our neighborhood library for toddler storytime (did this with her big brother also). Today was a disappointing day, not just because our favorite children’s librarian was home sick. Granted, with a 2 ½-year-old to keep in tow, it’s not easy perusing the bookshelves, but I was looking for classics to pick up for myself, along with books for Aidan and Abby. There still seems to be just the one Lois Lenski book on the shelves. (No, I haven’t checked the catalog yet and I can always request books from other branches; I’m just talking about today.) Then I looked for a Raggedy Ann book—to find only a “re-write” using the original characters. Among the new books was one of apparently a series featuring “classic characters” in new stories. This one featured the Velveteen Rabbit. It was an early reader and the story appeared to be nothing similar to the original story. Not that that is bad—that is one classic I’m not certain I desire to read again. Finally I found two books: By chance, Noodle by Munro Leaf and on purpose, One Morning in Maine by Robert McCloskey.

I remembered reading Noodle as soon as I saw the cover. But, boy, I sure didn’t remember that Munro Leaf was the author—he wrote one of my favorites: Ferdinand. Nor did I remember that the illustrator was Ludwig Bemelmans, of Madeline. A simple story but cute as all get out and a lesson of being happy in your own skin.

How many times will I use the word “remember” before this project is finished? I didn’t remember One Morning in Maine until I began reading it. The warm feeling that memory brings is like pulling a comforter up under your chin—so cozy and homey. Enjoyed that story and that feeling. I’ve read Make Way for Ducklings  so often it probably isn’t fair to include it in this project but I think it might be incomplete without it.

Spent a much too rare weekend with my middle grandchild, 4½-year-old Rowan. Love just being around that smart little guy but I especially enjoyed getting to read four books to him (as well as baking cookies!). One of the books was I Want My Hat Back, which I read a while back and enjoyed. Perhaps it’s not truly a children’s book since neither grandson particularly “got” it or enjoyed it. However, I got to read Bone Soup, Toy Story 3 Together Again, and Go Away, Big Green Monster and he enjoyed those. Bone Soup was a new one to me and I did like it a lot; I’ve never really seen the Toy Story movies so I’m just so-so on those books; and Green Monster was familiar from several readings over the years at library storytime. I think it might’ve been Rowan’s first exposure to it though—I liked doing that.

This project would be remiss without a Curious George book or four—and I will get some of the original Margret and H.A. Rey titles on here. That curious little monkey never goes out of style or popularity, especially in the last five years with the PBS series and the movies. Curious George Goes to the Zoo, which I read half a dozen straight times this morning to Abby, is not an original but how heart-warming that new authors and illustrators are adding to George’s adventures. The story was essentially like all others—George’s curiosity always takes him places it shouldn’t, gets him in trouble, but all is well in the end—and the illustrations “done in the style of H.A. Rey” were remarkable, just as familiar as George’s well-loved face.

Betsy-Tacy by Maud Hart Lovelace (illustrated by Lois Lenski)—this book is exactly what this project is about. Why didn’t someone one day hand this book to me at Fort Collins Public Library and say, “Here, sweetheart, you should enjoy this book. It’s about little girls just like you.” But I never heard of this series until my “Betsy” was a little girl. Reading it was kind of a time machine—no cars, just horses and buggies—but the universality and timelessness of Tacy’s baby sister Bee dying and Betsy’s baby sister Margaret being born were very touching. And a lesson in what friendship really is about.

Sunday, June 2, 2013

June 2, 2013
  
I write a quarterly newsletter for Houston Council of the Blind, if I haven't mentioned it before, and the latest edition was published June 1. Each edition has a "theme"--this one was being a kid during the summer. My husband is my source for checking on the availability of recorded books when I want to recommend something to my visually impaired readership. Naturally I had lots of ideas for kids' and young adults' fiction for this newsletter but sadly they were not all available from the BARD (Braille and Audio Reading Download) library. Those available that I did suggest were: The Fault in Our Stars by John Green, My Father's Dragon by Ruth Stiles Gannet, The One and Only Ivan by Katherine Applegate, the Hunger Games trilogy by Suzanne Collins, the Benedict Society books by Trenton Lee Stewart, and The Twenty-One Balloons by William Pene du Bois--all books I'd read for my project except for the Hunger Games trilogy and The One and Only Ivan. Seldom do I get any feedback on the newsletter so I wish I'd hear from anyone who might read these books but I doubt that I will. -sigh-

A book caught my eye at the bookstore the other day--gee, that's never happened before!! LOL! Turns out it's 25 years old, a Newbery Honor Book, one of many by this author, and it is for ages 10-14. I had high expectations for Hatchet by Gary Paulsen but it didn't fulfill them. What did I expect from this book? Don't really know but when I have nothing else to worry about I worry about my total lack of survival skills. Reading this completely reinforced those fears. But this book was too far-fetched for my tastes. Brian, the young boy on his own in the woods after a plane crash, is attacked by a moose and obviously suffers some broken ribs. Yet about a week later he builds a raft and pulls it out into a lake to investigate the crashed airplane and then repeatedly dives down into the lake about 15 feet to retrieve his hatchet that he dropped. Yeah, I'd still be lying on the sand where the moose attacked me. It was interesting to read what the author went through to "research" the book however.

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Read these two books as a grandmother; critiquing them as a grandmother. What Shall We Play? interested my granddaughter enough to read twice but I just didn’t get it. I can see where it was going but it just lacked the “snap” to make it click with me. It is a fairly decent book about sharing/taking turns/cooperating. And that’s not bad. Fish Wish is a simple, short book—very few words along with bright, colorful illustrations. This one has had several readings, and while it’s not an “oh, I want to buy that for our home library” type of book, it was appealing. I think especially so because my daughter, granddaughter, and I just visited an aquarium over the weekend. At Texas Sea Center, Abby got to touch a sea anemone so when the little fish tucked itself into an anemone to go to sleep there was a familiarity—a joining of real life with a library book. And that’s a good thing for a book to do too.

[Note to anyone reading this: Yes, this is my second childhood reading project, not just a journal of books Abby has read this year. It’s simply that I love reading and I love reading to her and I think I’ve shared my love of books with all three grandchildren. I have always felt that I would’ve benefited from more awareness of books age-appropriate while I was growing up—hence this project’s mission—and perhaps this project will be a recording of good, timeless books for children that Aidan, Rowan, and Abby can consult when they have children to curl up in their laps to hear a story.]

So…I believe we have a true Eric Carle fan in the family! Abby this past week has been quite taken with his Have You Seen My Cat?  She likes all the different cats, from the Persian to the Puma. And I’ve not minded reading this one over and over with her. This edition is a reissue with completely new illustrations.

Peter Blake’s ABC was one of the first books I ever bought Abby. It remains one of her favorites; we just hadn’t read it in a while. And by favorites, I mean thoroughly man-handled! Virtually every page has some tape holding it together. This book was published at the request of the Tate Museum in London. Oh, SIR Peter Blake is a rather well-known pop artist. Someday Abby will appreciate the fact that Sir Blake also designed the cover art for The Beatles’ Sergeant Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band album. This is a good book, if a bit different. After all, how many ABC books feature G is for Gnome and K is for Knots?

One of today’s classics and one enjoyed by all three grandchildren—and Grandy—is Chicka Chicka Boom Boom  by Bill Martin, Jr. and John Archambault, illustrated by (one of our favorites) Lois Ehlert. “Chicka Chicka Boom Boom! Will there be enough room?” Alphabet, mischief, rhythm, and rhyme. Love this book! (This is also another example of how fond I’m growing of this project. I knew nothing about Mr. Martin until looking for publication date information for Chicka Chicka Boom Boom.  Sad to learn he is no longer alive but he wrote for over 300 books from 1945 to 2008, but delighted to read that his library is at Texas A&M-Commerce. Nice.)

Chicken Chickens by Valeri Gorbachev just didn’t click with Abby. I thought it was OK. Perhaps Abby didn’t care for it much because she couldn’t identify with anyone being afraid to go down the slide.

Someone I’m just now getting on this list is Lois Lenski. I loved her books growing up and read a lot of them to my children and now grandchildren. (When my daughter first got pregnant I searched and searched book dealers to find an out-of-print copy of Surprise for Davy, a book she checked out of the library scores of time!) The Little Farm was the only one available at the library this week but I will be checking back for more.

While reading to Abby is a daily thing, Monday through Friday, I’m also reading “chapter books” meant for older “children” on my own. The latest one was White Fang by Jack London. Thank God I never read this as a child!!!! It horrified me. I had to force myself to read it all. The beginning was emotional, touching; the ending was satisfying and almost happy. The middle, the dog/wolf fighting part, was horrific. As I got into the story I was afraid that it wasn’t a book meant for children, so I looked that information up and found that, yes, it was “appropriate” for 9- to 12-year-olds. First off, I doubt you could find more than one child in classrooms for that age range who could read this book. Second, I would never, never let a child of mine that age read this book. I was so happy to finish this and pick up another sweet, happy Bobbsey Twins book to rid myself of the horrors man can inflict on animals.

From the Mixed-up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler by E.L. Konigsburg is a classic. Not from my generation but from my children’s. At least one of them must’ve read this for school as it’s been residing on my children’s bookshelf for a long time. Sure, the plot is fantastical and contrived but I’ve read a lot of “adult classic” books that are too. I got a kick out of this one. And it did win a Newbery Award.