<?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-2772359916145229561</id><updated>2011-07-30T23:31:20.608-07:00</updated><category term='humorous'/><category term='ghost stories'/><category term='inspirational'/><category term='China'/><category term='sisters'/><category term='books'/><category term='death'/><category term='zombies'/><category term='Native Americans'/><category term='emotional abuse'/><category term='private schools'/><category term='twins'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='Adirondacks'/><category term='conjoined twins'/><category term='survival'/><category term='realistic fiction'/><category term='crystal meth'/><category term='truth'/><category term='Australia'/><category term='mountain climbing'/><category term='school violence'/><category term='girls'/><category term='fantasy'/><category term='mystery'/><category term='first-person'/><category term='family'/><category term='sports'/><category term='Holocaust'/><category term='road trips'/><category term='National Book Award Winner'/><category term='science fiction'/><category term='romance'/><category term='future'/><category term='anorexia'/><category term='true stories'/><category term='children&apos;s literature'/><category term='platonic relationships'/><category term='guys'/><category term='Summer Reading 2010'/><category term='diseases'/><category term='figurative language'/><category term='vegetative state'/><category term='autism'/><category term='economy'/><category term='incest'/><category term='Soviet Union'/><category term='bulimia'/><category term='climate change'/><category term='depression'/><category term='computers'/><category term='adult'/><category term='Abe Lincoln Nominee 2010'/><category term='bullying'/><category term='adventure'/><category term='allegory'/><category term='suspense'/><category term='mental retardation'/><category term='free verse poetry'/><category term='suicide'/><category term='spies'/><category term='prostitution'/><category term='race'/><category term='Abe Lincoln Nominee 2011'/><category term='memoir'/><category term='Pakistan'/><category term='classics'/><category term='education'/><category term='technology'/><category term='forensic science'/><category term='historical fiction'/><category term='cerebral palsy'/><category term='Great Britain'/><category term='steroids'/><category term='leukemia'/><category term='euthanasia'/><category term='Poland'/><category term='Printz Medal'/><category term='decision making'/><category term='World War II'/><category term='bootcamps'/><category term='date rape'/><category term='plastic surgery'/><category term='Asperger&apos;s'/><category term='murder'/><category term='high school'/><category term='extreme sports'/><category term='beauty'/><category term='family sisters cancer drama'/><category term='football'/><category term='guns'/><category term='India'/><category term='cutting'/><category term='Abe Lincoln Nominee 2012'/><category term='child soldiers'/><category term='Islam'/><category term='women'/><category term='math'/><category term='dystopia'/><category term='Muslim'/><category term='Sierra Leone'/><category term='1960s'/><category term='meteors'/><category term='Indians'/><category term='rape'/><category term='New York City'/><category term='farming'/><category term='vampires'/><category term='psychological'/><category term='kidnapping'/><category term='book club'/><category term='Nepal'/><category term='thriller'/><category term='child abuse'/><category term='fighting'/><category term='Germany'/><category term='teenagers'/><category term='archaeology'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='body image'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='non-fiction'/><category term='religion'/><category term='popularity'/><category term='mental illness'/><category term='Americana'/><category term='health'/><category term='drugs'/><category term='Ireland'/><category term='morality'/><category term='fathers'/><title type='text'>Bulldog Banana Bread</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to Mrs. Duell's RBHS Library Blog. Join me!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-2988155766812737545</id><published>2011-05-04T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T10:51:53.230-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abe Lincoln Nominee 2012'/><title type='text'>Columbine: Facts vs. Fiction, or What Really Went Down April 20, 1999</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iPpep4O5nso/TcGRuXcy0NI/AAAAAAAAAPM/9CGScK_4peA/s1600/columbine.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200px" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iPpep4O5nso/TcGRuXcy0NI/AAAAAAAAAPM/9CGScK_4peA/s200/columbine.jpg" width="131px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span id="freeTextreview160163629"&gt;Totally gripping, extremely well-researched. Cullen's examination into the Columbine shootings is an unflinching, unsentimental look at one of the most horrific tragedies in our country's history. The book's pace is fast and alternates chapter-to-chapter between the killers, the victims, the aftermath, the families, the principal, one of the main detectives, and others involved in the event. Cullen exposes several myths (or re-exposes, as most of them have already been publicly debunked) that emerged out of Columbine, including that the killers had planned the attack exactly as it occurred (Columbine was actually a bombing gone wrong- the killers had planned to blow up the school, but the propane bombs they built and then planted did not go off); that Cassie Bernall said that she believed in God before she was shot to death (another girl actually said those words); and that the killers "snapped" due to incessant bullying from jocks (Eric Harris has actually been diagnosed posthumously as a classic psychopath who had been planning the killing spree for over a year). Columbine was the last thing I thought about before going to sleep, and the first thing I thought about when I woke up. I also thought about it intermittently throughout the day. Although it was an incredible read, I am glad to be able to get it out of my head and move on to something that is not such a terrifying look at the blackest side of human nature. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"&gt;4 out of 4 Bananas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-2988155766812737545?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/2988155766812737545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=2988155766812737545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/2988155766812737545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/2988155766812737545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2011/05/columbine-facts-vs-fiction-or-what.html' title='Columbine: Facts vs. Fiction, or What Really Went Down April 20, 1999'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iPpep4O5nso/TcGRuXcy0NI/AAAAAAAAAPM/9CGScK_4peA/s72-c/columbine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-6829569543058985256</id><published>2011-04-06T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T12:25:53.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Spice | Study like a scholar, scholar</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2ArIj236UHs?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-6829569543058985256?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/6829569543058985256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=6829569543058985256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/6829569543058985256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/6829569543058985256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-spice-study-like-scholar-scholar.html' title='New Spice | Study like a scholar, scholar'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/2ArIj236UHs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-4537333216464489006</id><published>2011-03-11T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T11:53:49.106-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teenagers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abe Lincoln Nominee 2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='body image'/><title type='text'>Our Bodies, Ourselves: Artichoke's Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-WL-_rFDWmdA/TXp7IARXf-I/AAAAAAAAAOw/bNtVrE9Thrw/s1600/artichokes-heart.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-WL-_rFDWmdA/TXp7IARXf-I/AAAAAAAAAOw/bNtVrE9Thrw/s200/artichokes-heart.jpg" width="131" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Rosemary Goode is a fat teenager. This is how she sees herself: self-defined by the word "fat." She is tired of being harassed by mean girls at school and by her own mother and aunt. She is also interested in a football player, himself a strapping hulk of a guy, but doesn't believe that anyone can be interested in her in the body she's got. Ill-advised as it may be, Rosemary begins drinking Pounds-Away (a fictionalized SimFast) instead of eating regular meals and begins exercising with the help of a skinny, gorgeous new friend, and soon starts to feel better about herself. Before she begins her diet plan, however, the cute guy actually notices her and eventually asks her out, which I appreciated-- it makes the book less "cause-and-effect." One of the novel's main plot points is when Rosemary's hyper-ambitious mother is diagnosed with cancer, which affects her mother's approach to life. I loved the book and the author's wry writing style. I didn't understand, however,&amp;nbsp;the best friendship that developed between Rosemary and one of the prettiest, most popular girls at the school, and I also didn't understand the out-of-the-blue attraction that the cute guy showed for Rosemary. Maybe I'm cynical, or maybe I've been working in a high school for too long, but it seemed way too easy. At least they all could have gotten to know each other in youth group, or even been forced into being lab partners (why is this always how YA authors get two totally different characters together?). &lt;em&gt;Artichoke's Heart &lt;/em&gt;is an important addition to the teen lit genre because of its "real girl" protagonist and because of its positive message about the importance of health and of a healthy body image. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: x-large;"&gt;3 out of 4 Bananas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-4537333216464489006?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/4537333216464489006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=4537333216464489006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/4537333216464489006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/4537333216464489006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2011/03/our-bodies-ourselves-artichokes-heart.html' title='Our Bodies, Ourselves: Artichoke&apos;s Heart'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-WL-_rFDWmdA/TXp7IARXf-I/AAAAAAAAAOw/bNtVrE9Thrw/s72-c/artichokes-heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-7535448211158038873</id><published>2011-02-22T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T09:12:22.892-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='murder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non-fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true stories'/><title type='text'>In Cold Blood: A True Crime Pioneer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9G0Hww62B20/TWPtZR5KzXI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ouyOAzs7oQ8/s1600/In_Cold_Blood.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9G0Hww62B20/TWPtZR5KzXI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ouyOAzs7oQ8/s200/In_Cold_Blood.jpg" width="128" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="freeTextreview84985957"&gt;I have always wanted to read&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Cold-Blood-Truman-Capote/dp/0679745580"&gt;In Cold Blood&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;because it has become a modern classic; I also enjoy murder mystery novels and was interested to read the original true crime story and one of the first examples of literary non-fiction. My friend and I were talking about it this weekend and she observed that it's a time capsule of the late 1950s Midwest. It is fascinating to hear how people spoke and the different turns-of-phrases that peppered common speech. The story of the murder itself is a chilling reminder that brutal, cold-blooded murder has always existed-- even in the "Leave it to Beaver" era of the whitebread 1950s. The life stories of the two criminals themselves are depressing examples of what effect cruelty and neglect early in life can have on social and emotional development. The book lagged a bit for me in the end as the courtroom scenes played out, but as a whole it was an original and fascinating addition to the modern literary canon. &lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.5 out of 4 Bananas!&lt;/strong&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/2772359916145229561-7535448211158038873?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/7535448211158038873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=7535448211158038873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/7535448211158038873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/7535448211158038873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2011/02/in-cold-blood-true-crime-pioneer.html' title='In Cold Blood: A True Crime Pioneer'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9G0Hww62B20/TWPtZR5KzXI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ouyOAzs7oQ8/s72-c/In_Cold_Blood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-3657672788625248189</id><published>2011-02-15T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T10:14:17.687-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teenagers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abe Lincoln Nominee 2011'/><title type='text'>What If You Only Had One Year to Live?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cPc-96RIYoE/TVrBlAvYTJI/AAAAAAAAAOo/63XX5nGKySA/s1600/deadline.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cPc-96RIYoE/TVrBlAvYTJI/AAAAAAAAAOo/63XX5nGKySA/s200/deadline.bmp" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="freeTextreview134334405"&gt;Chris Crutcher is a prolific young adult author adored by fans all over the world for his coming-of-age novels, of which *Deadline* is a fine example. I was intrigued by the premise, which is that Ben Wolf, an 18 year old senior in high school, finds out at the beginning of the school year that he has an aggressive form of blood cancer, and has, at most, one year to live. The kicker is that he decides not to tell anyone-- not even his parents-- and not to undergo any sort of treatment. He wants to spend his last year living life to its fullest instead of living it weak and sick from chemotherapy. He is visited in his dreams by "Hey-Soos", a sort of spiritual guide who helps him process his thoughts about the time he has left on earth. Ben decides not to live life according to his own fears or societal expectations, so he goes out for the football team (he had previously been a cross-country superstar), asks his long-held crush out for dinner, and challenges a particularly conservative, hard-headed civics teacher on a variety of social issues. This, for me, was a huge detractor from the novel. The civics teacher reads like a caricature of some sort of Bill O'Reilly ultra-conservative numbskull who actually argues that Japanese internment camps were acceptable and that book burning can be okay. I have a really hard time believing that any civics teacher would actually act like this to the degree that this guy does, and I also was irritated by his staunch refusal to allow Ben to do his senior project on Malcolm X due to his own conservative political beliefs (Ben wants to campaign to have a street in their small Idaho town named after Malcolm X). Another issue I had with the book is Ben's miraculous healing of the town alcoholic by giving him food and supplements. Really? Is that all it takes? A final element that I found hugely disturbing and out of place in the novel is the TWO parallel storylines involving incest. If Crutcher had stuck with the main dilemma of Ben's one year to live and avoided these odd sidetracks, I would have given this novel at least one additional banana.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"&gt;2.5 out of 4 Bananas!&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/2772359916145229561-3657672788625248189?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/3657672788625248189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=3657672788625248189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/3657672788625248189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/3657672788625248189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2011/02/what-if-you-only-had-one-year-to-live.html' title='What If You Only Had One Year to Live?'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cPc-96RIYoE/TVrBlAvYTJI/AAAAAAAAAOo/63XX5nGKySA/s72-c/deadline.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-5449432327025055420</id><published>2011-02-04T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T09:50:29.407-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mental illness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><title type='text'>A Window Into Teen Depression</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/TUwzAjfb3gI/AAAAAAAAAOk/VebMNhjiIAU/s1600/its-kind-of-a-funny-story-poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/TUwzAjfb3gI/AAAAAAAAAOk/VebMNhjiIAU/s200/its-kind-of-a-funny-story-poster.jpg" width="135" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I liked this YA title because it is a non-depressing book about depression. Anyone&amp;nbsp;who has ever struggled with depression, knows anyone who has had depression, or who would like to understand teen depression might want to consider reading this book. The author, Ned Vizzini, actually wrote&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;It's Kind of a Funny Story&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;in a little less than a month after his own stint in a psychiatric hospital. In the beginning of the novel we are introduced to Craig Gilner, a suicidal teenager who checks himself into a mental hospital after planning to jump off the Brooklyn Bridge. Due to renovations in the teenage ward, Craig is placed into the adult wing of the hospital. It's an unlikely scenario, true, but the relationships that Craig builds with the other patients help him to find his own balance and, ultimately, give him hope for a healthier and happier future. It has also been made into a movie starring Zach Galifianakis, Lauren Graham, Emma Roberts and Zoe Kravitz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: x-large;"&gt; 4 out of 4 Bananas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-5449432327025055420?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/5449432327025055420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=5449432327025055420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/5449432327025055420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/5449432327025055420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2011/02/window-into-teen-depression.html' title='A Window Into Teen Depression'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/TUwzAjfb3gI/AAAAAAAAAOk/VebMNhjiIAU/s72-c/its-kind-of-a-funny-story-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-3130230019827624484</id><published>2011-01-13T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T10:11:58.012-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decision making'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='popularity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Judging a book by its cover</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/TS9UGM68I_I/AAAAAAAAAOc/clAKDCdr3zQ/s1600/before_i_fall.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/TS9UGM68I_I/AAAAAAAAAOc/clAKDCdr3zQ/s1600/before_i_fall.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey everyone – this is Ms. Wilson, a student teacher in the fabulous library at RB. I have temporarily hijacked this blog from Mrs. Duell, but I promise to give it back to her at some point. Anyway, instead of giving all of you my life story, I should probably move on to the book review.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The old saying goes not to judge a book by its cover; however, covers can certainly draw you in. As I was browsing though a bookstore, I was immediately drawn to this book with a close-up picture of a stoic girl lying in the grass, her bright green eyes staring out and grabbing instant attention. I quickly read the synopsis on the book jacket and decided to buy it. I wasn’t disappointed. &lt;u&gt;Before I Fall&lt;/u&gt; by Lauren Oliver tells the story of Sam Kingston on the last day of her life. She wakes up in the morning convinced that it’s going to be a great day of fun with her friends, the most popular girls at the school, and she even has plans to lose her virginity with her “perfect” boyfriend that night. Things do not go according to plan and she dies in a horrible accident as she leaves a party. Instead of this being an end, it is really a beginning. Sam then wakes up on the morning of the accident, forcing her to live her last day again…and again…and again – a total of seven times. Even though the book could have become repetitive and boring, Oliver finds new ways to make the story interesting. After a few days spent living her last day with reckless abandon, Sam delves into the mystery surrounding her accident, learns how important her neglected family is to her, and realizes the perfect guy is not her boyfriend, but someone else who was right in front of her all along. I thoroughly enjoyed this debut novel and will definitely be picking up more of Lauren Oliver’s books in the future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-3130230019827624484?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/3130230019827624484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=3130230019827624484' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/3130230019827624484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/3130230019827624484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2011/01/judging-book-by-its-cover.html' title='Judging a book by its cover'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/TS9UGM68I_I/AAAAAAAAAOc/clAKDCdr3zQ/s72-c/before_i_fall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-5372523801805492758</id><published>2010-09-23T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T10:23:39.081-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teenagers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abe Lincoln Nominee 2011'/><title type='text'>Dream or Nightmare?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/TJuK3-a_-9I/AAAAAAAAAMw/8SqemwrMnMo/s1600/wake.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520158462526356434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/TJuK3-a_-9I/AAAAAAAAAMw/8SqemwrMnMo/s200/wake.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Janie is a high school student who, ever since she was eight years old, gets pulled into people's dreams if they are sleeping somewhere nearby. This often happens to her in the school library where she spends her study hall, since many students use it as an opportunity to catch up on some sleep. Most of the dreams she experiences involve falling, giving speeches while naked, and fantasies involving various love interests. When she gets pulled into Cabel's dreams, however, she faces a level of frightening violence unlike anything she's ever experienced. As the novel progresses, Janie learns how to control her participation in the dreams, which allows her to learn help the people in them. Although I think &lt;a href="http://lisamcmann.com/html/wake.html"&gt;Wake&lt;/a&gt;'s premise is fascinating, McMann's writing style made it difficult for me to enjoy the book. The chapters are very short, and are made up mostly of dialogue, which I felt robs the book of some depth and development. Possibly enjoyable as a very short, fun read, but don't count on much challenge. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.5 out of 4 Bananas&lt;/strong&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/2772359916145229561-5372523801805492758?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/5372523801805492758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=5372523801805492758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/5372523801805492758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/5372523801805492758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2010/09/dream-or-nightmare.html' title='Dream or Nightmare?'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/TJuK3-a_-9I/AAAAAAAAAMw/8SqemwrMnMo/s72-c/wake.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-7920812199125919526</id><published>2010-09-21T06:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T06:44:04.760-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teenagers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dystopia'/><title type='text'>Best Sequel Ever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/TJi1Y-lZFyI/AAAAAAAAAMo/h0C3XpWZGv0/s1600/catching-fire1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519360784063862562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/TJi1Y-lZFyI/AAAAAAAAAMo/h0C3XpWZGv0/s200/catching-fire1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What an awesome book! &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Catching-Fire-Second-Hunger-Games/dp/0439023491"&gt;Catching Fire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is the sequel to &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Hunger-Games-Suzanne-Collins/dp/0439023483/ref=pd_sim_b_2"&gt;The Hunger Games&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, a semi-dystopian novel about an America divided into 13 Districts, run by the Capitol. The Capitol asserts its authority by forcing each District to send two teenage "tributes" to the annual Hunger Games, which are a Mad Max type of fight to the death. &lt;em&gt;Catching Fire&lt;/em&gt; picks up where &lt;em&gt;The Hunger Games&lt;/em&gt; left off: Katniss and Peeta have won the Hunger Games and are supposed to be enjoying their victory tour throughout the Districts. They gradually become aware, however, that some of the Districts are in revolt, and that Katniss is somehow connected to the uprisings. There is a sharp turn of events, and Katniss and Peeta find themselves back where they never thought they'd be: in the Hunger Games arena. Super fantastic sequel that I liked even better than the first book!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;4 out of 4 Bananas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-7920812199125919526?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/7920812199125919526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=7920812199125919526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/7920812199125919526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/7920812199125919526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2010/09/best-sequel-ever.html' title='Best Sequel Ever!'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/TJi1Y-lZFyI/AAAAAAAAAMo/h0C3XpWZGv0/s72-c/catching-fire1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-5711403451078969742</id><published>2010-09-13T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T10:00:48.103-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World War II'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adult'/><title type='text'>Two Stories of Poland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/TI5X4CXm1lI/AAAAAAAAAMg/NZoJCrTjpIw/s1600/LONG,%2520LONG%2520TIME%2520AGO%2520Cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 139px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516443213795612242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/TI5X4CXm1lI/AAAAAAAAAMg/NZoJCrTjpIw/s200/LONG,%2520LONG%2520TIME%2520AGO%2520Cover.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Although it got off to a slow start for me, Brigid Pasulka's &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Long-Time-Ago-Essentially-True/dp/0547055072"&gt;A Long, Long Time Ago and Essentially True&lt;/a&gt; ended up being an unforgettably beautiful, heartfelt, gorgeously written novel that I will be recommending to everyone I know. It's written as two stories told in alternating chapters which, of course, become interwoven and are really just two parts of one big story. The first story is set in the WWII Poland of a mountain village, and the second is set in modern day Krakow. I love stories that strongly evoke a place and culture (sort of like Girl with the Dragon Tattoo and anything by Lisa See), and Brigid Pasulka (an English teacher at Whitney Young Magnet High School in the Chicago Public School system!) is a master at bringing Poland and its culture, of which I knew nothing, to life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 out of 4 Bananas!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-5711403451078969742?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/5711403451078969742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=5711403451078969742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/5711403451078969742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/5711403451078969742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2010/09/two-stories-of-poland.html' title='Two Stories of Poland'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/TI5X4CXm1lI/AAAAAAAAAMg/NZoJCrTjpIw/s72-c/LONG,%2520LONG%2520TIME%2520AGO%2520Cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-4915578007830272535</id><published>2010-09-02T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T07:36:43.762-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bootcamps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teenagers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abe Lincoln Nominee 2011'/><title type='text'>Boot Camp: Check Your Humanity at the Door</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/TH__Dk8nEnI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/kSbtvDCPdt0/s1600/bootcamp.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 132px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512404905847362162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/TH__Dk8nEnI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/kSbtvDCPdt0/s200/bootcamp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Boot-Camp-Todd-Strasser/dp/1416959424/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1284053089&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Boot Camp&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/em&gt;by Todd Strasser is a chilling look at real-life army-style bootcamps for troubled teens. I remember seeing old '90s talk shows such as "&lt;a href="http://www.jennyjones.com/bt_jenny_jones_show.shtml"&gt;Jenny Jones&lt;/a&gt;" and "&lt;a href="http://www.mauryshow.com/"&gt;Maury&lt;/a&gt;" (which I actually just learned is still airing- good for you, Maury!), where desperate parents, with the help of the show, would ambush their out-of-control teenagers and have them carted off to a disciplinary boot camp. Todd Strasser's &lt;em&gt;Boot Camp&lt;/em&gt; begins much the same, with main character Garrett on his way to Lake Harmony, a boot camp in upstate New York. Garrett's parents are sending him away because he has been skipping class and continuing a relationship with one of his teachers, who has since been fired from her job. Garrett argues that he does well in school without going every day, and that love knows no age, so why is his relationship wrong? As soon as Garrett arrives at Lake Harmony, however, he is barraged with messages about how worthless he is, how wrong he is to disobey his parents, and that before he can "graduate" from the boot camp, he must accept that he was wrong and be willing to submit fully to his parents. Methods of "education" employed by Lake Harmony include solitary confinement, lying face-down on a cement floor for hours and days at a time, emotional abuse from employees and other students, as well as student-on-student beatings. Although &lt;em&gt;Boot Camp&lt;/em&gt;'s main character is (I assume) unlike a typical boot camp resident and did not have problems with drugs, alcohol or violence, Strasser did his research on boot camps and paints a disturbing picture of a real-life phenomenon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 out of 4 Bananas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abraham Lincoln Illinois High School Book Award 2011 Nominee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-4915578007830272535?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/4915578007830272535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=4915578007830272535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/4915578007830272535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/4915578007830272535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2010/09/boot-camp-check-your-humanity-at-door.html' title='Boot Camp: Check Your Humanity at the Door'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/TH__Dk8nEnI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/kSbtvDCPdt0/s72-c/bootcamp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-6523034300368425327</id><published>2010-09-02T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T11:14:29.130-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abe Lincoln Nominee 2011'/><title type='text'>My Summer Reading List</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In addition to several "candy bar" reads that I enjoyed this summer, I made a point to read as many &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.islma.org/lincoln.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Abraham Lincoln Illinois High School Book Award 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; nominees as I could. 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/TH_X4bEHamI/AAAAAAAAAMI/sQ5CEJfBU8M/s200/rucker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-6523034300368425327?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/6523034300368425327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=6523034300368425327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/6523034300368425327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/6523034300368425327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-summer-reading-list.html' title='My Summer Reading List'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/TH_WXz9Gi1I/AAAAAAAAALY/OvutYDKrf2c/s72-c/elsewhere.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-9132463004011827217</id><published>2010-06-03T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T10:46:29.759-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Native Americans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='National Book Award Winner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abe Lincoln Nominee 2011'/><title type='text'>Sherman Alexie: Beloved RB Author</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/TAfUCbBvDXI/AAAAAAAAAKg/jf1gwjXcRKI/s1600/truediary.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478580609799359858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/TAfUCbBvDXI/AAAAAAAAAKg/jf1gwjXcRKI/s200/truediary.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;RUN, don't walk, to read this book. Seriously, you won't regret it. I personally can't believe that it's been out for so long and that I'm finally, just now, reading it. Sherman Alexie is a Native American author from Washington state who has written several novels that have been included in the curriculum at RB: &lt;em&gt;Flight&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven&lt;/em&gt;, and &lt;em&gt;The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Flight&lt;/em&gt; is also this year's Summer Reading requirement for seniors not taking AP Lit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian&lt;/em&gt; is the heartbreakingly hilarious (hilariously heartbreaking?) story of Arnold Spirit, Jr., or "Junior" for short. Junior is a 14 year old Native American kid growing up on a reservation just outside of Spokane, WA (just like Alexie himself). The novel is told from Junior's perspective and is accompanied by cartoonist Ellen Forney's fantastic illustrations of characters or events that look like they could have come straight out of a diary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478624430539942130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/TAf75IAcKPI/AAAAAAAAAK4/T3sVI0VAmGc/s200/mrp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Like many others on the reservation, several of Junior's family members are alcoholics, live in poverty, and struggle with depression and hopelessness. Junior, however, has managed to hold onto hope for a better life, and with that, he announces that he will no longer be attending the high school on the "rez" but will be transferring to Reardan, the rich, white high school in a nearby farm town. This leads to his ostracism from the tribe, as he is seen as rejecting his Indian family in favor of the white world. The white students, however, also don't fully accept him because he's not like them, either, so Junior ends up being caught between two worlds. He loses a best friend, gains a "translucent semi-girlfriend", and is hit with two family tragedies during his first year at Reardan.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What I loved about this novel is that the tragedies of Junior's life and the real problems faced by Native Americans today are not hidden; in fact, I feel like they are laid bare for all to witness and understand. Alexie's writing style is so witty, however, and and his observations are so poignant, that the story is NOT a downer. It is actually the perfect balance of humor and outrage, hope and despair. &lt;em&gt;The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian&lt;/em&gt; has absolutely been &lt;em&gt;one of the best books I've read this year&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 out of 4 Bananas!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abraham Lincoln Illinois High School Book Award 2011 Nominee&lt;/strong&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/2772359916145229561-9132463004011827217?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/9132463004011827217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=9132463004011827217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/9132463004011827217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/9132463004011827217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2010/06/sherman-alexie-beloved-rb-author.html' title='Sherman Alexie: Beloved RB Author'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/TAfUCbBvDXI/AAAAAAAAAKg/jf1gwjXcRKI/s72-c/truediary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-8899960917235699392</id><published>2010-05-25T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T10:46:49.051-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='date rape'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sisters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abe Lincoln Nominee 2011'/><title type='text'>Sometimes you need people to Just Listen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/S_vz-tpTCxI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/hl0hx_l_SdI/s1600/justlisten.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475238030729218834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/S_vz-tpTCxI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/hl0hx_l_SdI/s200/justlisten.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Annabel Greene used to be one of those girls who has it all: she's pretty, popular, fashionable, and even works as a model in her spare time. Everything changed last summer, however, and she's now an outcast in her school and among her friends. Annabel sits alone at lunch, along with other kids on the sidelines of school society. One of these other loners happens to be her former best friend Clarke, who Annabel dumped as a friend the previous year when Sophie moved to town. Sophie is gorgeous, edgy, and just a tad dangerous. She can also make someone's life a living hell if you cross her. One of the first scenes of the novel is when Annabel is about to get out of her car on the first day of school, and Sophie walks by, looks at Annabel and says, "Bitch" in front of a parking lot full of students. The reader soon learns that Annabel has been accused of sleeping with Will Cash, Sophie's boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;As the novel progresses, bits and pieces of what actually happened during the summer are revealed. Annabel also becomes friends with Owen, a huge, threatening-looking kid known for punching people when provoked. Owen actually is a knowledgable music fanatic who helps Annabel get the courage to tell him and, finally, her family what happened that summer.&lt;br /&gt;In addition to her own struggles with school and with the traumatic event of last summer is her older sister Whitney's eating disorder, which threatens to tear Annabel's family apart.&lt;br /&gt;For anyone who enjoyed Laurie Halse Anderson's &lt;em&gt;Speak&lt;/em&gt; and likes dramatic tales of friendship and relationships, &lt;em&gt;Just Listen &lt;/em&gt;won't disappoint.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;3 out of 4 Bananas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abraham Lincoln Illinois High School Book Award 2011 Nominee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-8899960917235699392?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/8899960917235699392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=8899960917235699392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/8899960917235699392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/8899960917235699392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2010/05/sometimes-you-need-people-to-just.html' title='Sometimes you need people to Just Listen.'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/S_vz-tpTCxI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/hl0hx_l_SdI/s72-c/justlisten.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-2032618939922409058</id><published>2010-05-24T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T08:35:00.806-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer Reading 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Americana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economy'/><title type='text'>This Summer's Junior Read: A Slice of Americana</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/S_qzXxASUeI/AAAAAAAAAKI/-iQCojtqFpE/s1600/american-rust-jacket-512x777.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474885517895160290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/S_qzXxASUeI/AAAAAAAAAKI/-iQCojtqFpE/s200/american-rust-jacket-512x777.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;American Rust&lt;/em&gt; by Philipp Meyer has been described as a mix of &lt;em&gt;The Grapes of Wrath &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;The Catcher in the Rye&lt;/em&gt;.  &lt;em&gt;American Rust&lt;/em&gt;, I believe,&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;captures what is best about each of these classic American novels. I was mesmerized by &lt;em&gt;The Grapes of Wrath&lt;/em&gt;'s description of American life and hardships in the Dust Bowl during the Great Depression and appreciated how powerful it was to learn about that time within the context of fictional characters and their families. &lt;em&gt;American Rust &lt;/em&gt;does the same, but in a modern day Pennsylvania steel town caught in the throes of a major economic downtown. The faltering economy has forced the factories to close and the town's unemployment to skyrocket. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Each chapter in &lt;em&gt;American Rust &lt;/em&gt;is told from a different character's point of view, which allows the reader to feel the economy's impact on different areas of the population. What I loved about &lt;em&gt;The Catcher in the Rye &lt;/em&gt;is Holden Caulfield's voice, and how he deals as a young man with conflicting feelings of anger, love, sexuality, rebellion, responsibility, alienation, etc.. The two protagonists of &lt;em&gt;American Rust &lt;/em&gt;are young men who both held a lot of promise: one for his academic abilities and the other for his prowess on the football field. For various reasons, each gave up his dream of a different life in order to stay in the hometown, which holds nothing for them. Throughout the novel, each character undergoes an internal struggle involving some of the same issues that Holden Caulfield deals with in &lt;em&gt;Catcher. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;American Rust &lt;/em&gt;begins when one of the protagonists decides to leave home after having stolen several thousand dollars from his father and convinces the other boy to join him and start a new life in California. Shortly after their journey begins, however, a traumatic event changes everything for them, forever. These reads like an Important Book, without being inaccessible. A movie adaptation is currently in the works. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;4 out of 4 Bananas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-2032618939922409058?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/2032618939922409058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=2032618939922409058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/2032618939922409058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/2032618939922409058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-summers-junior-read-slice-of.html' title='This Summer&apos;s Junior Read: A Slice of Americana'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/S_qzXxASUeI/AAAAAAAAAKI/-iQCojtqFpE/s72-c/american-rust-jacket-512x777.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-494334549901460458</id><published>2010-04-30T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T10:47:05.526-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='computers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mystery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teenagers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thriller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abe Lincoln Nominee 2011'/><title type='text'>Hold Tight Falls Short</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/S9sGG45t8aI/AAAAAAAAAJc/4VfBzqvWH2s/s1600/hold-tight-harlan-coben-paperback-cover-art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465969288167682466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/S9sGG45t8aI/AAAAAAAAAJc/4VfBzqvWH2s/s200/hold-tight-harlan-coben-paperback-cover-art.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Any reader of this blog knows that I love a good mystery, so I had high hopes for Harlan Coben's &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Hold-Tight-Harlan-Coben/dp/0525950605"&gt;Hold Tight&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, even though I had been disappointed by another of his thrillers &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Tell-No-One-Harlan-Coben/dp/0440245907/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1272646456&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Tell No One&lt;/a&gt;. Hold Tight &lt;/em&gt;begins promisingly enough, with concerned parents installing spyware on their teenage son Adam's computer. They reluctantly decide to spy on Adam because one of his friends had recently committed suicide, and Adam had continued to withdraw from the family. The spyware reveals that he is planning to go to a party with drinking and drugs on Friday night so Mike, Adam's father, buys hockey tickets for that same night and won't let Adam refuse to come. When Adam does not show up at home the night of the game, however, his parents become terrified that something has happened. What follows is an adventure deep into the underground of blackmarket pharmaceuticals, with a healthy dose of revenge, insanity and betrayal to make things more interesting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Each chapter is told from a different character's point of view, and several seemingly unrelated storylines are brought together for a surprising conclusion. What I liked about this is that Coben's characters use a lot of current cell phone and computer technology, which will probably render the novel outdated in a few years, but makes it seem cutting edge in 2010. What I didn't like is Coben's writing, which is not very interesting (to me, but maybe that's snobbish), or his storyline which seemed contrived. However, this novel received enough student, teacher and librarian votes to land on the 2011 Abraham Lincoln High School Book Award list, so what do I know?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;2 out of 4 Bananas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abraham Lincoln Illinois High School Book Award 2011 Nominee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-494334549901460458?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/494334549901460458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=494334549901460458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/494334549901460458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/494334549901460458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2010/04/hold-tight-falls-short.html' title='Hold Tight Falls Short'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/S9sGG45t8aI/AAAAAAAAAJc/4VfBzqvWH2s/s72-c/hold-tight-harlan-coben-paperback-cover-art.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-1792735588713469303</id><published>2010-04-19T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T10:47:26.955-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memoir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child abuse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotional abuse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abe Lincoln Nominee 2011'/><title type='text'>House Rules: a Memoir of Emotional Abuse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.bookreporter.com/art/covers/140w/9780061341229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://www.bookreporter.com/art/covers/140w/9780061341229.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rachel Sontag's &lt;em&gt;House Rules: A Memoir&lt;/em&gt; is a troubling glimpse into the absolute physical and emotional control a parent can exercise over a child's life, and the way that such emotional abuse can have effects that last a lifetime. Sontag, now in her thirties, describes how as a teenager she became the focus of her father's wrath and disturbing brand of mental illness, which prompted him to awaken her in the middle of the night for hours-long diatribes about how she's a disappointment, how he wished she was never born, and how she needs to make amends for all of the imagined wrongs she's committed. Rachel's mother refused to confront her father, however, and instead asked Rachel to go along with him in the interest of keeping the peace, ultimately failing in her role as protector. Once Rachel had left home for college, she began to disentangle herself from her father's control. She also began to sort through and identify many of the personal issues she had when forming and maintaining relationships, issues which she had developed as coping mechanisms. I'm not usually a fan of the "abusive childhood memoir" genre, but I found hope in Rachel's eventual freedom from her father's delusional demands and emotional sabotage.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 out of 4 Bananas!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abraham Lincoln Illinois High School Book Award 2011 Nominee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-1792735588713469303?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/1792735588713469303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=1792735588713469303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/1792735588713469303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/1792735588713469303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2010/04/house-rules-memoir-of-emotional-abuse.html' title='House Rules: a Memoir of Emotional Abuse'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-8482385059093543336</id><published>2010-04-09T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T10:47:23.534-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1960s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='race'/><title type='text'>The Help: Race Relations in the 1960s</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/S79eS0NRY1I/AAAAAAAAAJU/sZLaAk0B7XA/s1600/the-help.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458184950741295954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/S79eS0NRY1I/AAAAAAAAAJU/sZLaAk0B7XA/s200/the-help.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I was really surprised to like this book as much as I did. I wasn't a big fan of *Secret Life of Bees*, and in my mind I had lumped the two into the same genre due to their historical setting and general subject matter (race relations, 1960s). For me, *The Help* was far superior, even though I started off prepared to dislike it as soon as I started reading the first chapter, which is told in the voice of an African American maid named Aibileen. I struggle with white authors who write using colloquial African American voices, because I think it's almost impossible to get it right without getting it very, very wrong. I think Stockett did a great job with a precarious, yet important topic, and I appreciated her commentary in the Afterword describing her personal family experiences with "the help."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The novel is set in the early 1960s and explores the relationship between black household maids and their affluent white employers, told in alternating chapters from the perspectives of maids, employers, and the white woman who becomes compelled to tell the maids' stories. What I liked about the book was that the African American characters are so vividly and warmly developed, that not all of the white characters are bad, and that the story is fast-paced and compelling. What I didn't like so much was that Skeeter, the white character who writes the maids' stories, is portrayed a little too much like a white savior, assisting the poor and weak black characters. I'm sure a lot of people will reject this assessment and argue that the black characters are NOT weak- they're not, no, but they do rely on Skeeter to gain power over their white employers. Race is a complicated issue in this country, so there are no "safe", comfortable or easy ways to write about race relations. Kathryn Stockett comes fairly close, however, and since I enjoyed the story so much I am giving *The Help*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;3 out of 4 Bananas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-8482385059093543336?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/8482385059093543336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=8482385059093543336' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/8482385059093543336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/8482385059093543336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2010/04/help.html' title='The Help: Race Relations in the 1960s'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/S79eS0NRY1I/AAAAAAAAAJU/sZLaAk0B7XA/s72-c/the-help.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-5018722065043000286</id><published>2010-03-24T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T11:26:09.606-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teenagers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='platonic relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twins'/><title type='text'>Ever Wish You Were a Robot, So Your Feelings Woudn't Hurt?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.kidliterate.com/images/goodbyerobot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 105px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px" alt="" src="http://www.kidliterate.com/images/goodbyerobot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello…This is Mrs. Narkis, a student teacher in the library and guest blogger. (Thanks, Mrs. Duell!) I just finished &lt;em&gt;How to Say Goodbye in Robot&lt;/em&gt; by Natalie Standiford, and I loved it. I was going to describe the book for you, but this review from School Library Journal does an excellent job: “…Beatrice Szabo's family has moved multiple times, most recently…to Baltimore. In order to protect herself from the emotional fallout caused by the constant moves and her parents' troubled relationship, she has invented a cold, emotionless persona for herself called Robot Girl. When she begins her senior year at a small private school, she enters a class where the students have known one another since kindergarten. She finds herself drawn to outcast Jonas Tate, aka Ghost Boy, who introduces her to the Night Light show, a local late-night radio show. They form an intense friendship, complicated by Jonas's obsession with his mentally disabled twin brother, whom his father had told him died in an automobile accident years before. When Jonas discovers that Matthew is actually alive and in a local institution, events gradually spiral out of control as Jonas plots to liberate him. Beatrice begins to realize that her deep love and friendship for Jonas cannot help him overcome all of his emotional difficulties. This is an honest and complex depiction of a meaningful platonic friendship and doesn't gloss over troubling issues…Teens will identify with the intense emotions of Beatrice and Jonas, the reasons they are drawn to each other, and the ups and downs of their relationship. An outstanding choice for a book discussion group.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let the pink cover make you think it’s a girly, romance-y book, because it isn’t. The character development was wonderful – you’ll probably love some and despise others – and the balance between humor (Bea and Jonas’s “prom” date) and sadness (their dysfunctional families) was well done. I don’t usually like books that end with my heart aching (okay, I’m a wimp), but it was &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; appropriate in this case. Two thumbs up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-5018722065043000286?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/5018722065043000286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=5018722065043000286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/5018722065043000286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/5018722065043000286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2010/03/ever-wish-you-were-robot-so-your.html' title='Ever Wish You Were a Robot, So Your Feelings Woudn&apos;t Hurt?'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-4426705202115859244</id><published>2010-02-09T12:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T10:06:47.413-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allegory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='classics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book club'/><title type='text'>Animal Farm: Reading the Classics is Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/S3HGgn1ZDGI/AAAAAAAAAJM/zPjfQ3gJ30A/s1600-h/Barnes_%26_Noble_com_-_Image_Viewer_Animal_Farm,_by_George_Orwell,_Mass_Market_Paperback,_50th_Anniversary_Edition%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436344488963935330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/S3HGgn1ZDGI/AAAAAAAAAJM/zPjfQ3gJ30A/s200/Barnes_%26_Noble_com_-_Image_Viewer_Animal_Farm,_by_George_Orwell,_Mass_Market_Paperback,_50th_Anniversary_Edition%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The student book club here at RB recently selected George Orwell's 1945 classic allegorical novel &lt;em&gt;Animal Farm &lt;/em&gt;to read. I like reading the classics, especially when they're so short (gasp! yes, I said that!). If you're not familiar with the story, it's set in the English countryside and is about talking farm animals who overthrow their farmer in order to live free, self-determined, happy lives of abundance. The animals, led by the pigs, establish a set of rules to live by, including such mandates that no animal shall kill another, no animal shall wear clothes, and no animal shall sleep in a bed. The animals also live by the slogan "Four legs good, two legs bad." The idyllic, equal life the animals had imagined for themselves quickly changes, however, as the pigs take over. The pigs become increasingly power hungry, change the farm's rules so that they (and only they) CAN kill other animals, CAN wear clothes, CAN sleep in beds and, perhaps most egregiously, CAN walk on two legs. The story itself is fascinating, but when you add the fact that it's also an allegory of the Russian Revolution, and that the two "head pigs" are actually Lenin and Stalin, &lt;em&gt;Animal Farm &lt;/em&gt;because so much cooler! I thoroughly enjoyed &lt;em&gt;Animal Farm &lt;/em&gt;on so many levels, and know that you will, too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 out of 4 Bananas!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-4426705202115859244?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/4426705202115859244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=4426705202115859244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/4426705202115859244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/4426705202115859244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2010/02/animal-farm-reading-classics-is-fun.html' title='Animal Farm: Reading the Classics is Fun!'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/S3HGgn1ZDGI/AAAAAAAAAJM/zPjfQ3gJ30A/s72-c/Barnes_%26_Noble_com_-_Image_Viewer_Animal_Farm,_by_George_Orwell,_Mass_Market_Paperback,_50th_Anniversary_Edition%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-1741011661026313060</id><published>2010-02-02T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T08:27:40.199-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='murder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mystery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soviet Union'/><title type='text'>Soviet-Era Murder Mysteries are Awesome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/S2hmzricjvI/AAAAAAAAAJE/uLN181whChs/s1600-h/child44.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433705988469067506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/S2hmzricjvI/AAAAAAAAAJE/uLN181whChs/s200/child44.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; It's been so long since I've posted! It's good to be back, talking about more great books that I've been reading. I only have a few pages left in Tom Rob Smith's &lt;em&gt;Child 44&lt;/em&gt;, but I just couldn't wait to write a post about it and share the awesomeness that is &lt;em&gt;Child 44&lt;/em&gt; with the world! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll admit to a fascination with Cold War-era Soviet Union (I even took a college history course about it), but even those with little background knowledge will be fascinated by what it reveals about the Soviet government and the reign of terror it held over its citizenry during the Stalin and post-Stalin years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The novel's protagonist is Leo Stepanovich Demidov, a resident of Moscow and an agent of the Soviet secret police force. Leo is often obliged to arrest citizens in the dead of night for a variety of "crimes against the State". He doesn't normally consider the validity of these arrests, as his job gives him enormous personal benefits and a comfortable life compared to the vast majority of the population. Leo's unwavering belief in the righteousness of the State is shaken, however, when two events occur: first, he realizes that a man he's just arrested is a completely innocent veterinarian, and second, one of his colleague's children is brutally murdered. Leo is forced to pay the family a visit and essentially threaten them into accepting that their child's death was simply an unfortunate accident, not a murder. Murders and other crimes are not supposed to exist in the Soviet system, which is supposed to breed happy citizens, and happy citizens do not commit murder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When it's discovered that Leo does not believe that the veterinarian he arrested was guilty, he and his wife are forced into exile, and Leo is demoted to the local militia. He soon discovers that several local children have been murdered in the manner in which his colleague's child was killed. This discovery leads Leo to begin investigating a serial killer who has been murdering children across the Soviet countryside, but he is forced to pursue the killer secretly, for fear of being discovered by the authorities and executed for his illegal investigation.&lt;br /&gt;This book absolutely crackles (I don't think I've ever described a book that way!), but it's an accurate description of how fast-paced and exciting it is. Smith's prose is fluid, and the picture he paints of life under 1950s Soviet control is stark and terrifying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Child 44&lt;/em&gt; is without a doubt one of the best three books I've read in the past several years. Totally recommended to everyone who enjoys a great story with a ton of dramatic tension. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 out of 4 Bananas!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-1741011661026313060?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/1741011661026313060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=1741011661026313060' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/1741011661026313060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/1741011661026313060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2010/02/soviet-era-murder-mysteries-are-awesome.html' title='Soviet-Era Murder Mysteries are Awesome'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/S2hmzricjvI/AAAAAAAAAJE/uLN181whChs/s72-c/child44.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-731134812572662129</id><published>2009-12-07T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T10:04:00.745-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bulimia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cutting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anorexia'/><title type='text'>Good at Being Skinny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://eplteen.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/wintergirls5b15d.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px" alt="" src="http://eplteen.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/wintergirls5b15d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;Wintergirls&lt;/em&gt; by Laurie Halse Anderson is the story of Lia, a high school girl who is good at being skinny. So good, in fact, that she has been hospitalized several times and has had to be in outpatient therapy to deal with her weight and the issues she has with being thin. Lia's best friend Cassie, with whom she had a falling out over the fact that she was in therapy, has just died alone in a motel room after calling Lia 33 times. The novel begins when Lia hears the news. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It seems that I usually hear about people with anorexia and bulimia as having issues with control, and possibly as having a tumultuous family life. Lia is no different. Lia's parents were divorced after her surgeon mother discovered that her professor father was having an affair. Her father married the other woman, and together they had a daughter, a little sister who Lia adores. Lia and her mother don't get along, so after Lia's most recent hospitalization, she goes to live with her father's new family. Her stepmother weighs her every day and tries to ensure that she is eating properly, but Lia has tampered with the scale, only pretends to eat, often goes to the basement during the night and spends hours on the treadmill, and uses razor blades to cut herself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The crux of the novel is that Lia is haunted by Cassie's ghost. She sees her in her bedroom at night and throughout the day, and she can tell that Cassie wants Lia to join her on the other side, so Cassie encourages Lia to "stay strong" in her fight to keep skinny. On the other side, however, is Lia's little sister, who desperately wants her to be healthy, and who later in the novel is witness to something pretty horrific.&lt;br /&gt;I loved &lt;em&gt;Wintergirls &lt;/em&gt;for the beauty of its writing, especially. Anderson does more than tell a story; she evokes mood through language, and uses metaphor to powerful effect. If you liked &lt;em&gt;Speak, &lt;/em&gt;also by Anderson, then you will love &lt;em&gt;Wintergirls. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;4 out of 4 Bananas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-731134812572662129?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/731134812572662129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=731134812572662129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/731134812572662129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/731134812572662129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2009/12/good-at-being-skinny.html' title='Good at Being Skinny'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-4355738388490591079</id><published>2009-11-19T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T13:20:12.986-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family sisters cancer drama'/><title type='text'>What If There Are No Right Answers?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwWAQErcVKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/y1pCeDiojJ0/s1600/my-sisters-keeper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405867941350364322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwWAQErcVKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/y1pCeDiojJ0/s200/my-sisters-keeper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I recently read Jodi Picoult's &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.amazon.com/My-Sisters-Keeper-Movie-Tie/dp/1439157383/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1258665493&amp;amp;sr=8-2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Sister's Keeper&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;for the Bulldog Book Club. It was a novel I've avoided reading for years, even though I enjoy Jodi Picoult's writing, but the subject matter just seemed too depressing. Childhood cancer is not a subject that I really want to read about in my free time, especially since I have two little girls who are about the age that the characters in the novel are when the oldest sister's cancer is diagnosed. But, ever the supportive Book Club sponsor, I dutifully checked it out and read it. I liked it, for the most part. Maybe I haven't read Picoult in a while, but this one seemed more rambling and not quite as tight as my memory of some of her others. The one thing I really liked is that each chapter is told from a different character's perspective, including: the younger sister who is suing for medical emancipation, her mother, her father, her lawyer, her court-appointed juvenile representative, and her older brother. The glaringly obvious omission is the point of view of her older sister Kate, for whom Anna has been undergoing medical procedures since birth. Kate was diagnosed with cancer when she was a toddler, but no one in her family was a perfect match for bone marrow, etc., and the likelihood of finding an unrelated person who was a match was almost impossible. Kate's doctor had mentioned that a sibling who was a perfect match would be the best option, so Kate's parents decided to have a third child. They were able to choose an embryo that was a perfect match for Kate, had it implanted in her mother, who then gave birth to Anna, Kate's perfect match. This meant that Anna was Kate's default provider of blood, bone marrow, and other bodily tissues and fluids for most of Anna's young life. At the novel's beginning, Anna is faced with donating a kidney, and she finally has had enough and decides to sue her parents for medical emancipation. This of course causes great anguish and heartache for everyone in the family, as the likelihood of Kate's death looms large in the absence of a kidney donation. Anna, however, remains steadfast in her refusal to donate. The questions involved in this often-riveting family drama include: when does the individual become more important than the family? To what lengths would you go to preserve control over your own body? How can families recover from devastating events which might tear them apart? Are all family members equal? At what age should you be allowed to control your destiny?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jodi Picoult is a master of the "grey area", where black and white do not exist. By the end of the novel I had come to terms with what I thought was going to happen, but I was blown out of the water by the mega-twist that came instead. I felt really outraged at first because it all seemed too unlikely, but then when I read the "Author's Note" at the end, and had time to think about the point Picoult was trying to make with this conclusion, I realized that it really could not have ended any other way and been as satisfying (after my initial outrage had subsided). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, here's a long and rambling post about a sometimes-long-and-rambling book, but because of its overall message and the intriguing questions posed within its story, I'm giving it&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 out of 4 Bananas&lt;/strong&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/2772359916145229561-4355738388490591079?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/4355738388490591079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=4355738388490591079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/4355738388490591079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/4355738388490591079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-happens-when-there-are-no-right.html' title='What If There Are No Right Answers?'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwWAQErcVKI/AAAAAAAAAHw/y1pCeDiojJ0/s72-c/my-sisters-keeper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-3335141618615435208</id><published>2009-10-27T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T11:51:50.897-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memoir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Asperger&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abe Lincoln Nominee 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autism'/><title type='text'>Look Me in the Eye: My Life With Asperger's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/Sucatlcqy-I/AAAAAAAAAG8/Pf8MVBS8S9E/s1600-h/look-me-in-the-eye.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397312048875621346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/Sucatlcqy-I/AAAAAAAAAG8/Pf8MVBS8S9E/s200/look-me-in-the-eye.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;John Elder Robison's younger brother is Augusten Burroughs, author of the acclaimed memoir &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Running-Scissors-Memoir-Augusten-Burroughs/dp/0312938853/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1256664164&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Running With Scissors&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;Burroughs' memoir details his father's descent into alcoholism and his mother's increasingly debilitating mental illness. John Elder Robison, the author of &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Look-Me-Eye-Life-Aspergers/dp/0307395987"&gt;Look Me in the Eye&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;was absent for most of Augusten's childhood, as he was older and had fled the family for a life of independence and adventure. He always had trouble relating to people, however, and was considered by others to be strange and sometimes rude, yet brilliant in electronics and automotives. &lt;em&gt;Look Me in the Eye&lt;/em&gt; details Robison's amazing life, including stints designing custom guitars for heavy metal band KISS, electronic toys for Milton Bradley, and finally running his own luxury car repair service. Robison also describes his difficulty with people, his inability to look people in the eye (hence the memoir's title), and his habit of giving people names (he calls his wife Unit Two). Robison was finally diagnosed with Asperger's when we was forty years old, and he describes it as a lightbulb going off in his head, giving him a name for the condition he'd been struggling with his entire life. There is no cure for Asperger's, but he has learned the social skills necessary for maintaining friendships and other relationships. This makes it much easier for him to deal with people, even though he says he still comes off as a little strange. One of the most illuminating comments for me was that he emphasizes that although people on the autism spectrum seem to want to be alone all the time, when he was a child he wanted desperately to be with others: he just didn't know how. &lt;em&gt;Look Me in the Eye &lt;/em&gt;is an invaluable addition to the repertoire of literature on Asperger's and autism because, since it is actually written by someone with the disability, it provides great insight into the hearts and minds of people who may not be able to speak out on their own. Although a bit long in parts, &lt;em&gt;Look Me in the Eye &lt;/em&gt;is engaging and original. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;3 1/2 out of 4 Bananas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Abraham Lincoln Illinois High School Book Award 2010 Nominee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-3335141618615435208?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/3335141618615435208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=3335141618615435208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/3335141618615435208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/3335141618615435208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2009/10/look-me-in-eye-my-life-with-aspergers.html' title='Look Me in the Eye: My Life With Asperger&apos;s'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/Sucatlcqy-I/AAAAAAAAAG8/Pf8MVBS8S9E/s72-c/look-me-in-the-eye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-7871484692211538473</id><published>2009-10-22T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T13:12:13.980-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zombies'/><title type='text'>Zombies in Plain English</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="347" width="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://dotsub.com/static/players/portalplayer.swf?plugins=dotsub&amp;amp;uuid=089f3ff7-eab8-490c-a721-bced67db9d14&amp;amp;type=video&amp;amp;lang=eng"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://dotsub.com/static/players/portalplayer.swf?plugins=dotsub&amp;uuid=089f3ff7-eab8-490c-a721-bced67db9d14&amp;type=video&amp;lang=eng" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="420" height="347"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ever wonder how to survive a zombie attack? Commoncraft.org is well-known for their 3-minute videos explaining a variety of topics including Twitter, Blogging, Podcasting, etc., and they've also produced this highly informative video on how to survive zombie attacks. Protect yourself and your loved ones this Halloween season!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-7871484692211538473?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/7871484692211538473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=7871484692211538473' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/7871484692211538473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/7871484692211538473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2009/10/zombies-in-plain-english.html' title='Zombies in Plain English'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-6933940302872649591</id><published>2009-10-15T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T10:30:39.785-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teenagers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abe Lincoln Nominee 2010'/><title type='text'>Leaving Paradise Left Me Behind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/StdK6-ZRyLI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Ld0_SdHxE7s/s1600-h/leavingparadise.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392861455841347762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/StdK6-ZRyLI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Ld0_SdHxE7s/s200/leavingparadise.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;Leaving Paradise&lt;/em&gt; by Simone Elkeles has an intriguing premise: a year before the novel begins, Caleb Becker admitted to driving drunk, hitting his neighbor Maggie Armstrong, and then leaving the scene of the crime. Caleb was sentenced to serve a year in the Department of Corrections' juvenile jail, where he lived with gang members, was subjected to full body searches, and spent his time hardening both his body and his mind. The novel begins with Caleb's release from jail, and the reception he receives from his family and from the kids at school. One of the best aspects of the novel is that it is told in alternating chapters, going back and forth between Caleb's and Maggie's perspectives. Maggie has spent the previous year undergoing numerous surgeries and physical therapy to help heal the leg that was ruined by the accident. She is angry that Caleb is released and can go back to what she perceives as his "normal life", while she has been forever damaged by his reckless behavior. Both Caleb's and Maggie's families have been changed by the accident, and both have unreasonable expectations of how their children should act in the accident's aftermath. Caleb's mother wants him to pretend to be a cleancut, preppy kid for the sake of outward appearances, while his sister has become totally goth and largely unrecognizable. The reasons for this are revealed later in the novel. Maggie's mother (her father has left the family and holds Maggie at arm's length) desperately wants her to be happy and to feel like she fits in with the rest of the kids at school, which is far from reality. Maggie and Caleb are forced to confront one another when they begin helping an elderly woman after school, Maggie to make money for a trip to Spain, and Caleb to fulfill his community servicement requirements for parole. They begin to fall in love, but have to keep that love secret because how could anyone possibly understand why Maggie, the victim could forgive Caleb, much less fall in love with him? And how could anyone understand how Caleb can love damaged Maggie, when his ex-girlfriend Kendra is the hottest girl in school? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Leaving Paradise is a gentle romance which many students may enjoy. For me, Elkeles' writing and dialogue fell flat, and her adult characters were way over-the-top caricatures of "out-of-it parents". Also, the ending! What was up with the ending? If you can overlook the abrupt ending and the (IMHO) bad writing, you just may find paradise.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;2 out of 4 Bananas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Abraham Lincoln Illinois High School Book Award 2010 Nominee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-6933940302872649591?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/6933940302872649591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=6933940302872649591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/6933940302872649591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/6933940302872649591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2009/10/leaving-paradise-left-me-behind.html' title='Leaving Paradise Left Me Behind'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/StdK6-ZRyLI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Ld0_SdHxE7s/s72-c/leavingparadise.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-5833540638991448830</id><published>2009-10-07T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T12:27:16.634-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teenagers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='private schools'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abe Lincoln Nominee 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humorous'/><title type='text'>Love Love Love Love Love LOVE This Book!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SszJWtnaToI/AAAAAAAAAGs/mtZjTx1wA_8/s1600-h/loveyou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389904246094843522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SszJWtnaToI/AAAAAAAAAGs/mtZjTx1wA_8/s200/loveyou.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you liked &lt;em&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/em&gt; because of J.K. Rowling's creatively imagined world of sorcery, private schools, and hilarious hijinks, then you will &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; (note the title of this post) &lt;em&gt;I'd Tell You I Love You, But Then I'd Have to Kill You &lt;/em&gt;by Ally Carter. It's set in a top-secret, all-girls school for spies, where girls from spy families, girls with genius IQs, or girls who have shown a talent for espionage are educated in Covert Operations, hand-to-hand combat, garbology (the study of trash), conversational Swahili and other non-traditional subject areas. As far as the town knows, however, the Gallagher Academy is simply a private school for spoiled rich girls. What happens, then, when Cammie Morgan falls for a cute townie named Josh? She can't let him know that she's a Gallagher Girl (he'll just think she's a stuck-up snob), but she also can't tell him that she's been trained to kill someone with a piece of uncooked spaghetti, because, let's face, that's just a little weird. Cammie's friends are also suspicious that Josh may be a "honeypot" (someone who uses romance to trick an enemy agent), so they convince Cammie to conduct a covert operation to spy on Josh and find out his true motives for dating her. Can she trust him? Should she? What's a spy girl to do in this dangerous day and age?? I LOVED this book because of its fresh and humorous writing style, creativity, and fast pace and unhesitatingly award it &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;4 out of 4 Bananas!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Abraham Lincoln Illinois High School Book Award 2010 Nominee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&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/2772359916145229561-5833540638991448830?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/5833540638991448830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=5833540638991448830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/5833540638991448830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/5833540638991448830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2009/10/love-love-love-love-love-love-this-book.html' title='Love Love Love Love Love LOVE This Book!'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SszJWtnaToI/AAAAAAAAAGs/mtZjTx1wA_8/s72-c/loveyou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-1449635479718519215</id><published>2009-09-29T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T12:28:02.921-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='steroids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abe Lincoln Nominee 2010'/><title type='text'>Gym Candy is Pretty Sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SsIyCMUKbLI/AAAAAAAAAGk/iT6cgDMaA_M/s1600-h/gymcandy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386923117535456434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SsIyCMUKbLI/AAAAAAAAAGk/iT6cgDMaA_M/s200/gymcandy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Finally! A book for people who like sports and enjoy reading descriptions of games and football plays, like you would read in the sports pages or in &lt;em&gt;Sports Illustrated&lt;/em&gt; magazine. So many "sports books" are really about other issues altogether, but with &lt;em&gt;Gym Candy&lt;/em&gt; I feel that I can unreservedly recommend this to people who just want "a book about sports."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mick Johnson is a good football player, maybe even a great one. His father was also a great player, but blew his chances in the NFL due to some poor choices he had made. Mick feels pressure from his dad to achieve greatness, but he also personally wants the glory of being the strongest and fastest player on the field. When his dad buys him a membership to a local gym, Mick meets Peter, his new trainer. Peter casually mentions to him that, if he were interested, Peter could give him a trial dose of some popular steroids that would help Mick quickly achieve his goal of becoming a bigger and stronger player. Mick resists at first, but is eventually lured into the world of performance enhancing drugs, including the more powerful injectible drugs popular with other buff guys at his gym. Although the drugs do give Mick the edge he's been looking for, he experiences many of steroids' negative side effects, including depression, rage, swollen breasts and acne. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I liked &lt;em&gt;Gym Candy&lt;/em&gt; because it deals with the issue of performance enhancing drugs in an honest and realistic fashion, and because it really and truly a book about SPORTS for people who like to read about sports. Don't be scared away if you're not really a sports fan (like myself), because it's a GREAT book about a fascinating and timely issue!&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;4 out of 4 Bananas!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Abraham Lincoln Illinois High School Book Award 2010 Nominee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-1449635479718519215?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/1449635479718519215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=1449635479718519215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/1449635479718519215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/1449635479718519215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2009/09/gym-candy-is-pretty-sweet.html' title='Gym Candy is Pretty Sweet'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SsIyCMUKbLI/AAAAAAAAAGk/iT6cgDMaA_M/s72-c/gymcandy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-6755022492780512400</id><published>2009-09-18T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T07:42:34.294-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mountain climbing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='extreme sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survival'/><title type='text'>Could You Cut Off Your Own Arm?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SrOVPUE8pzI/AAAAAAAAAGc/BPRLcUl7daY/s1600-h/Between_a_Rock_and_a_Hard_Place.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382810069957912370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SrOVPUE8pzI/AAAAAAAAAGc/BPRLcUl7daY/s200/Between_a_Rock_and_a_Hard_Place.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Aron Ralston is an avid rock climber, canyoneer and extreme adventure junkie. He climbs the highest peaks in North America in the dead of winter, bike rides solo through deep and desolate canyons, and skiis the avalanche-ridden Colorado backcountry without batting an eye. And, in the spring of 2003, he cut off his own arm when it became trapped between a boulder and a rock wall while hiking in a Utah canyon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now, I personally am not much of a hiker, and I have no desire to climb an actual mountain, particularly in the dead of winter, but I am fascinated by stories about people who are and who do test the limits of human survival in such outrageous ways. I've read a lot in this genre, including &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;amp;postID=6755022492780512400"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Into Thin Air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; by Jon Krakauer (Mt. Everest), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;amp;postID=6755022492780512400"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Climb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; (Mt. Everest), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Touching-Void-Story-Miraculous-Survival/dp/0060730552"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Touching the Void&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Peruvian Andes), and now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Between-Rock-Hard-Place-Ralston/dp/074349282X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1253306544&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Between a Rock and a Hard Place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Utah canyons), and I'm always amazed by the drive, courage, and good luck these explorers experience during their ordeals. In &lt;em&gt;Between a Rock and a Hard Place&lt;/em&gt;, Ralston describes many of his wintertime mountaineering adventures, some close calls he's had, and also how he is usually very diligent about leaving detailed explanations of his hiking and biking plans with friends or family. In the spring of 2003, however, Ralston decided at the last minute to take a quick trip into the canyons of Utah, leaving no information about his itinerary behind for roommates or friends at his home in Colorado. He parked his car in a remote lot at the trailhead for a little-used path and set off for a day's hike into the canyons. After a few hours of enjoyable canyoneering, a boulder dislodged above Ralston, crushing his forearm and pinning him against the wall of the canyon for five agonizing days before he finally took the last deperate measure available to him and cut off his arm with the dull blade he'd brought along on his hike. Believe me, this makes for a fast-paced and UNBELIEVABLE read! If like extreme adventure or even if you're an armchair adventurer like me, you will love &lt;em&gt;Between a Rock and Hard Place&lt;/em&gt; by Aron Ralston.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;4 out of 4 Bananas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-6755022492780512400?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/6755022492780512400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=6755022492780512400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/6755022492780512400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/6755022492780512400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2009/09/could-you-cut-off-your-own-arm.html' title='Could You Cut Off Your Own Arm?'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SrOVPUE8pzI/AAAAAAAAAGc/BPRLcUl7daY/s72-c/Between_a_Rock_and_a_Hard_Place.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-8502037912311374924</id><published>2009-09-11T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T13:00:50.738-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psychological'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thriller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suspense'/><title type='text'>Leo DiCaprio stars in this soon-to-be-released psychological thriller!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/Sqqc85cCk4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/AlpxFyzn0B0/s1600-h/shutter-island.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380285274871993218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/Sqqc85cCk4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/AlpxFyzn0B0/s200/shutter-island.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shutter Island&lt;/em&gt; by Dennis Lehane is one of the best, most gripping thrillers I've read in a long while. My typical evening routine includes reading until about 11pm or so, then shutting off my nightlight and going to sleep. I started reading &lt;em&gt;Shutter Island&lt;/em&gt; around 9pm, read for a while, then turned off my light around 11pm. I COULDN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT IT, however, so I turned my light on again and read until 1:30am! I finished it the next day. This is very atypical behavior for me, and I've spent the last three months trying to convince everyone I know to read it. And now it's your turn to be convinced. It's awesome, awesome, awesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The novel begins with U.S. Marshal Teddy Daniels and his new partner arriving at a small island off the coast of Boston, which is home to a federal institution for the criminally insane (and really, who doesn't love a federal institution for the criminally insane?). One of the inmates turned up missing, so the marshals have been brought out to help with the search. Nothing is as it seems, however, and the reader is twisted and turned one chapter after another until, finally, the last chapter is over and you are left in wonderment at the brilliant and bizarre mind of our Mr. Lehane. The mark of a true genius is when, after the final chapter is read, two readers can discuss and DISAGREE about what even happened. This happened to me and my husband; he thought one thing, and I another. As indicated in the title of this post, Leonardo DiCaprio is starring in the film version of &lt;em&gt;Shutter Island&lt;/em&gt;, directed by Martin Scorcese. Oh yes, you know it's gonna be good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;One of the best books I've read this year, I'm giving &lt;em&gt;Shutter Island&lt;/em&gt; by Dennis Lehane&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 out of 4 Bananas!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-8502037912311374924?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/8502037912311374924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=8502037912311374924' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/8502037912311374924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/8502037912311374924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2009/09/leo-dicaprio-stars-in-this-soon-to-be.html' title='Leo DiCaprio stars in this soon-to-be-released psychological thriller!'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/Sqqc85cCk4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/AlpxFyzn0B0/s72-c/shutter-island.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-5418105710745962536</id><published>2009-05-27T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T12:28:44.820-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Printz Medal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='road trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='math'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abe Lincoln Nominee 2010'/><title type='text'>An Abundance of...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.iowa-city.k12.ia.us/west/library/images/Katherines.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" alt="" src="http://www.iowa-city.k12.ia.us/west/library/images/Katherines.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;An Abundance of Katherines, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;by Printz Medal-winner John Green is the story of teenage prodigy Colin, who, along with his best friend Hassan, takes a summer road trip in the hopes if helping himself get over his latest girlfriend Katherine. Girls named Katherine are the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Colin dates, however, and all 19 of his Katherine-relationships ended badly. In addition to Colin's failures at love, he also is frustrated by his inability to achieve greatness. As he points out several times during the novel, prodigies are especially adept at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;learning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;things, but not necessarily at making grand discoveries. As he mulls over his lost loves, however, he begins to see a mathematical formula emerge which may just explain the relative success or failure of relationships. While he works out the math involved in his relationship equation, he and Hassan live for the summer in Gutshot, TN with a teenage girl and her mother in a Peptol Bismol-pink mansion. At the request of the mother, Colin and Hassan spend their days interviewing locals for a local history project. That's as far as I got.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Now, because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;An Abundance of Katherines &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;is on the 2010 Abraham Lincoln Illinois High School Book Award list, I am reluctant to say much more about this title, which has gotten excellent reviews in both respected book review journals as well as in Amazon's customer reviews section. In the interest of honesty, however, here goes:  something that bothered me about the novel, which I attribute mostly to personal taste (or distaste, as the case may be) is the main character's constant navel-gazing and whining. "Buck up! Get over it!" was constantly running through my head, which I admit is a bit harsh when it comes to teen romance. I also was extremely annoyed by one of the character's refererring to herself as being "retarded", which she did on several occasions. Finally, I found the footnotes which provided additional information on little known facts which were peppered through the book to be a little show-offy and obnoxious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So there you have it. I only got halfway through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;An Abundance of Katherines, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;but it's very possible that others might enjoy what I could barely slog through. After all, I wasn't a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Twilight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;fan, so what do I know?! For me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;An Abundance of Katherines &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;rated a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;2 out of 5 Bananas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Abraham Lincoln Illinois High School Book Award 2010 Nominee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-5418105710745962536?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/5418105710745962536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=5418105710745962536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/5418105710745962536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/5418105710745962536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2009/05/abundance-of.html' title='An Abundance of...?'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-5198448320504682202</id><published>2009-05-22T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T09:29:48.404-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ghost stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children&apos;s literature'/><title type='text'>The Newest Newbery: Not Just for Kids!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.neilgaiman.com/works/images/TheGraveyardBook_LibraryBinding_1223166345.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 107px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px" alt="" src="http://www.neilgaiman.com/works/images/TheGraveyardBook_LibraryBinding_1223166345.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Neil Gaiman's &lt;em&gt;The Graveyard Book &lt;/em&gt;recently won the American Library Association's annual Newbery Medal, an award given to the year's most accomplished writing for children (children are defined as age 12 and younger). I absolutely loved &lt;em&gt;Coraline, &lt;/em&gt;also written by Gaiman, for its slightly twisted take on the common childhood wish to have new parents, so I was excited to read this newest, bizarrely-titled children's book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The novel begins with a man holding a bloody knife that had just been used to murder a family, searching for the family's youngest child. The child, a little boy, had crawled out of his crib and was toddling out the open door at the time of the murders, so he had been fortunate to have escaped his family's tragic fate. Right. Not exactly a traditional children's book opener. The child toddles out the door and ends up walking into a nearby graveyard, where he is found by the resident ghosts. The murderer follows the boy to the graveyard, but is misdirected by the ghosts, who have decided to keep the boy in their protection. After much discussion by the graveyard ghosts, the boy is adopted by a childless spirit couple and named Nobody Owens, or "Bod" for short. Bod spends his childhood in the company of the colorful characters from a variety of historical periods whose bodies had been buried in the cemetery; the host of haunts include a girl who had been burned as a witch, an oafish bully, his own elderly parents, and a variety of other local citizens. He is also under the special watch of his guardian Silas, a man who is not quite dead, but is also not fully human. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As Bod grows older, more of the special nuances of death are revealed, including the horrifying world of ghouls and a bizarre, ancient order of particularly evil entities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVED this book. I'm not entirely sure to whom I would recommend it, however, which sounds strange after I just said how much I loved it. I think I would recommend it for high schoolers for sure, but they would have to be able to appreciate it for its unique vocabulary and characters, the creativity of the story, and the brilliant weaving of familiar concepts into the fabric of something so totally original. It's certainly not your typical "high school" book. Nor, however, is it your typical children's book. If I were to recommend it to a child, it would have to be for a child who is not disturbed by the idea of ghosts and by the sometimes gruesome descriptions of violent death. I think that I as a child would have liked this book, since I've always loved ghost stories, but it might be too troubling for a gentler soul. Not that my soul isn't gentle, but you know what I mean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SO. Loved the book, but recommend it with some reservations and advance notifications, and am giving it &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;4 out of 4 Bananas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-5198448320504682202?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/5198448320504682202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=5198448320504682202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/5198448320504682202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/5198448320504682202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2009/05/newest-newbery-not-just-for-kids.html' title='The Newest Newbery: Not Just for Kids!'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-3778943639451570871</id><published>2009-05-14T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T12:44:51.921-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sierra Leone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memoir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child soldiers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abe Lincoln Nominee 2010'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.setheartsfree.com/humanity/images/books/A_Long_Way_Gone.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.setheartsfree.com/humanity/images/books/A_Long_Way_Gone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: normal"&gt;I've been wanting to read &lt;/span&gt;A Long Way Gone: Memoirs of a Boy Soldier &lt;/span&gt;by Ishmael Beah for a long time, and I finally found a reason to move it to the top of my reading list now that it's been nominated for the 2010 Abraham Lincoln Illinois High School Book Award. Written as a memoir, Beah tells the story of how his childhood was destroyed by the civil war in Sierra Leone, which began in 1991 and lasted for eleven years. Beah was in a distant village participating in a hip hop dance showcase (!) when he and his friends heard that rebels had invaded their home village. The boys were forced to flee into the forest because the rebels were reportedly headed in their direction. They spent months hiding in forests and as temporary guests in villages along their way, although many villages thought that Beah and his friends were child soldiers fighting for the rebels and refused to allow them shelter. After a year or so of flight, and after seeing the village in which his family was supposedly hiding burned to the ground, Beah was conscripted by the army into military servitude. This wasn't entirely objectionable in Beah's mind, as it at least provided him with food, protection, and the chance to exact revenge for his parents' murders. While in the army, however, Beah became addicted to cocaine and numb to the killings he both witnessed and perpetrated. Beah was eventually rescued by UNICEF and rehabilitated while living in a refugee-style camp for orphans of the civil war. His story continued and ultimately had a somewhat-happy resolution when he makes his way to New York City as a United Nations representative (although his story can't have a truly "feel good ending" due to the tragic nature of his young life). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I really liked this book because it surprised me; I had anticipated a grueling, unpleasant reading experience, but instead found Beah's account to be engaging, honest, and humorous at times without compromising the serious issue of the civil war and his descriptions of child soldiers. I was also mesmerized by Beah and his friends' passion for early '90s American rap and hip hop music: at several time throughout the memoir, Beah includes references to Naughty By Nature, Heavy D and the Boyz, and Tupac Shakur. This inclusion of a world with which I am familiar (not that I claim to be an early '90s hip hop expert by any stretch of the imagination, but I do like the music) brought Beah's foreign experience with war and soldiering into sharp relief for me; it was a jarring juxtaposition of the familiar with the "unknowable-ness" of Beah's life in Sierra Leone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Having said all that, however, after Googling "Ishmael Beah", I discovered that there has been controversy surrounding &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;A Long Way Gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and Beah's version of the events and chronology he describes. The &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Slate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; article I read is linked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slate.com/id/2185928"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. I'm disappointed, but not entirely surprised that Beah may have taken some poetic license with his memoir, the practice of which has been cause for much argument and discussion regarding several recent memoirs (notably &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;A Million Little Pieces &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;by James Frey). So, read &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;A Long Way Gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Keep in mind that some of the events may not have happened exactly as described, but take from it Beah's voice, and his passion for his country, and the confident knowledge that children ARE having their childhoods snatched away from them, ARE being brutalized, and DO need our help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;4 out of 4 Bananas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Abraham Lincoln Illinois High School Book Award 2010 Nominee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-3778943639451570871?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/3778943639451570871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=3778943639451570871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/3778943639451570871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/3778943639451570871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2009/05/long-way-gone-memoirs-of-boy-soldier-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-4490842924331818733</id><published>2009-04-27T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T12:46:05.164-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='realistic fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muslim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abe Lincoln Nominee 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Australia'/><title type='text'>Do Fashion and Religion Mix?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n43/n216992.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n43/n216992.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;Does My Head Look Big in This?&lt;/em&gt; by Randa Abdel-Fattah is a welcome addition to the realistic teen fiction genre. It is the story of Amal, a 17 year old Australian girl who decides to proclaim her faith publicly by wearing a hijab, or Muslim headcovering. The novel is written in Amal's fresh voice, which is a fun combination of sarcastic wisecracking and earnest religious dialoguing with friends and family. Here's what I liked so much about this novel: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Amal is a religious teenage protagonist (it seems that religious characters are often used as foils for the main characters)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Amal is a &lt;em&gt;realistic&lt;/em&gt; religious character, who is concerned with the same frienship/guy/family issues as non-religious teens would be, but doesn't act high-and-mighty because of her religion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- It addresses many common misconceptions and fears people have about Islam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- I love the Australian slang! (I have worked with lots of Australians and have always enjoyed the slang terms they use-- lots of creative abbreviations, and adjectives, especially. I mean, who doesn't love the word "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dags_(subculture)"&gt;dag&lt;/a&gt;"?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The only issue I had with the novel is that it could have used a little more editing for clarity and brevity; it seemed that the author had a lot to say, and used Amal as a vehicle for getting across her point of view. I think it's an extremely important and relevant read, however, so I'm giving it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;3 1/2 out of 4 Bananas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Abraham Lincoln Illinois High School Book Award 2010 Nominee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-4490842924331818733?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/4490842924331818733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=4490842924331818733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/4490842924331818733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/4490842924331818733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2009/04/do-fashion-and-religion-mix.html' title='Do Fashion and Religion Mix?'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-1354851117512317163</id><published>2009-04-15T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T09:36:39.195-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forensic science'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mystery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suspense'/><title type='text'>CSI for the High School Set</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n46/n230939.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" alt="" src="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n46/n230939.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; If you like &lt;em&gt;CSI&lt;/em&gt; and other forensic mystery TV shows and movies, you should enjoy &lt;em&gt;The Christopher Killer&lt;/em&gt;, by Alane Ferguson. Cassie is a high school student whose father is the town's coroner (the guy who picks up dead bodies and then, if necessary, performs an autopsy to find out cause of death). Cassie wants to be a forensic scientist, so she is always reading about how the police use clues from murder scenes to catch the killers. In the beginning of the novel, Cassie's father is beginning to get swamped at work, so he asks Cassie to be his assistant, much to her delight. She struggles a bit with her first dead body, but is interested in the work and enjoys using what she's learned from her extracurricular studying. She and the town are shocked to the core, however, when one of her high school friends is found dead in the woods. It's determined that the girl is the latest victim of the Christopher Killer, a serial killer who has been murdering girls across the country, always placing a small St. Christopher medallion somewhere on their bodies. Can Cassie get beyond her personal grief and help avenge the death of her friend by finding the killer, without becoming a victim herself? I liked this book a lot because of Cassie's strength as the protagonist, and for its combination of science, suspense, and teenage relationships and friendships. I was also pretty satisfied with the ending.&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 1/2 out of 4 Bananas!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-1354851117512317163?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/1354851117512317163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=1354851117512317163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/1354851117512317163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/1354851117512317163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2009/04/csi-for-high-school-set.html' title='CSI for the High School Set'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-4011070956067470568</id><published>2009-04-03T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T12:10:29.740-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holocaust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morality'/><title type='text'>What is Moral Responsibility?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lostpoem.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/the-reader1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 119px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" alt="" src="http://lostpoem.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/the-reader1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I read &lt;em&gt;The Reader &lt;/em&gt;by German author Bernhard Schlink while I was in Mexico during Spring Break. It's not exactly a vacation read, but I enjoyed it all the same. It's a very different sort of book from what I've been reading lately, which have mostly been mysteries and thrillers (love those!). Since Kate Winslet won an Oscar for her role as Hannah Schmitz in the movie version of &lt;em&gt;The Reader&lt;/em&gt;, though, I thought that this novel translated from the German was worth a look. It's the story of Michael Berg, a teenage boy in the years following World War II, who begins an affair with an older woman (Hannah Schmitz, the Kate Winslet role). The affair is very erotic and exciting, but soon begins to have a dark side when Hannah avoids questions about her past and shows some troubling sides to her personality. And then, one day, she is gone. Michael does not see her again for years, after he has been married, had a child, and then divorced. The circumstances in which he sees Hannah again force Michael himself as well as the reader to ask certain moral questions about the nature of responsibility, guilt, redemption and forgiveness. These questions are not easy to answer, particularly when dealing with a subject like the Holocaust, which is the time period after which &lt;em&gt;The Reader &lt;/em&gt;takes place. I liked this book and felt that it was an important read because it filled a gap in my own consciousness and provided food for my own thought and personal moral development. It's not a technically difficult book to read, as it is fairly slim and straightforward, but the themes are certainly sophisticated and require a patient, thoughtful mind.&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 1/2 out of 4 Bananas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-4011070956067470568?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/4011070956067470568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=4011070956067470568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/4011070956067470568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/4011070956067470568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-is-moral-responsibility.html' title='What is Moral Responsibility?'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-4895882200375036050</id><published>2009-04-01T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T12:47:23.633-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='date rape'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first-person'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abe Lincoln Nominee 2010'/><title type='text'>Inexcusable's Main Character is, well, Inexcusable</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://assets3.snsassets.com/images/books/9781416939726.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" alt="" src="http://assets3.snsassets.com/images/books/9781416939726.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Have you read &lt;em&gt;Speak&lt;/em&gt; by Laurie Halse Anderson? If you did, and loved it, then you should give Chris Lynch's &lt;em&gt;Inexcusable&lt;/em&gt; a try. This is a gripping, fast-paced novel from the viewpoint of an unreliable, potentially unstable, narrator. Keir Sarafian is a good guy, everybody says so. So, if he's such a stand-up, admirable person, it's impossible that he would rape a girl that he's totally in love with...right? That's what Keir is trying to convince the reader of during the course of this novel, which opens with a scene where the girl, Gigi, is screaming, crying, and accusing him of raping her. Now I would say that usually in a novel, the reader likes or identifies with the main character or narrator. In &lt;em&gt;Inexcusable&lt;/em&gt;, however, I never felt comfortable with Keir. I was always on edge with him, and was suspicious of what he was telling me. Were my suspicions justified? Is Keir really who he thinks he is, or is there a dark side to him? I loved this book, partly because I &lt;em&gt;was &lt;/em&gt;uncomfortable while I was reading it, and also because it was fun to question the truthfulness of the narrator.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;4 out of 4 Bananas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Abraham Lincoln Illinois High School Book Award 2010 Nominee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-4895882200375036050?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/4895882200375036050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=4895882200375036050' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/4895882200375036050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/4895882200375036050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2009/04/inexcusables-main-character-is-well.html' title='Inexcusable&apos;s Main Character is, well, Inexcusable'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-3070979704361128536</id><published>2009-03-17T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T13:01:38.558-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psychological'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='murder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mystery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ireland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suspense'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='archaeology'/><title type='text'>Murdery Mystery: What a Genre!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.coverbrowser.com/image/bestsellers-2007/115-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" alt="" src="http://www.coverbrowser.com/image/bestsellers-2007/115-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love murder mysteries. What I loved about &lt;em&gt;In the Woods&lt;/em&gt; by Tana French is that it is a shining example of what mass market murder mysteries could be if only the writing were good, or at least if it resembled something bordering on the literary. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy Patricia Cornwell and Mary Higgins Clark as much as the next person, but they verge more on brain candy than on literary B vitamins. &lt;em&gt;In the Woods&lt;/em&gt;, however, is more literary fiction than airport bookstore. It is told from the point of view of Detective Ryan, a detective on Ireland's Murder Squad, who with his partner is investigating the murder of a twelve year old girl. The girl is found dead on an archaeological site outside of Ryan's hometown, which is also the site of the disappearance twenty years earlier of two other children. The twist is that Detective Ryan is the one child who was found when the other children had vanished. He was found with his arms wrapped around a tree, blood filling his shoes. &lt;em&gt;In the Woods&lt;/em&gt; is thrilling, suspenseful, and a true page-turner (I had to force myself to put it down and turn off my light every night). However. Mass market murder mysteries always have a satisfying ending, right? If you read &lt;em&gt;In the Woods&lt;/em&gt;, just remember that this is no mass market murder mystery. And that's all I'm going to say about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3 1/2 out of 4 Bananas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-3070979704361128536?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/3070979704361128536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=3070979704361128536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/3070979704361128536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/3070979704361128536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2009/03/murdery-mystery-what-genre.html' title='Murdery Mystery: What a Genre!'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-5394922362063474468</id><published>2009-03-02T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T10:15:48.343-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='incest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rape'/><title type='text'>Great Read About a Terrible Topic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.laurawiess.com/images/pretty_girl_2_type_2_xc5t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px" alt="" src="http://www.laurawiess.com/images/pretty_girl_2_type_2_xc5t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Such a Pretty Girl &lt;/em&gt;by Laura Wiess recently won second place in the 2009 Abraham Lincoln Illinois High School Book Award contest. It is the story of Meredith, a fourteen year old girl who was repeatedly raped by her father until he injured her so badly that she had to go to the hospital. Her father was arrested, imprisoned, but was released after having served only three years. The book begins with Meredith's father returning to her life, much to the delight of her mother, who is desperate to hold onto her marriage, &lt;em&gt;even though she knows what he did to Meredith&lt;/em&gt;. Incest is a very difficult topic to stomach, even in fiction, but Wiess handles it with an appropriate amount of honesty, outrage, and just enough details to make it wrenching without being too graphic. On her official &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.laurawiess.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, Wiess comments on writing &lt;em&gt;Such a Pretty Girl&lt;/em&gt;, and how she extensively researched incest's effects on victims, the way incest crimes are prosecuted, and case studies of various perpetrators of incest. She felt so outraged by what she found that she felt compelled to write this novel so that people could have some sense of what the victims go through. The ending was a little strange for me, but because it is a short, well-written book with a lot of impact, I'm giving it&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;3 1/2 out of 4 Bananas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-5394922362063474468?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/5394922362063474468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=5394922362063474468' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/5394922362063474468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/5394922362063474468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2009/03/great-read-about-terrible-topic.html' title='Great Read About a Terrible Topic'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-4041689466678056776</id><published>2009-02-23T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T10:16:23.018-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teenagers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fighting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science fiction'/><title type='text'>Teenagers Fighting to the Death, Survivor-Style? Cool!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.moreaucatholic.org/s/768/images/editor/5hungergames.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 118px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px" alt="" src="http://www.moreaucatholic.org/s/768/images/editor/5hungergames.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I just finished reading &lt;em&gt;The Hunger Games&lt;/em&gt; by Suzanne Collins and am already picturing which Hollywood starlet might be cast as Katniss, the novel's spunky heroine who must fight to the death in order to win the Capitol's annual Hunger Games. A Hollywood version of this action-packed Thunderdome for the under-18 set is inevitable, so I'll just have to hope that they get it right. &lt;em&gt;The Hunger Games&lt;/em&gt; takes place in a future world, where Armageddon has essentially befallen the United States, and the Capitol is located somewhere west of the Rockies. The country has been divided into twelve districts, which at some point in the past rose up together in a revolt against the Capitol. The Capitol won, however, and as a punishment and warning to the Districts, it holds the Hunger Games, to which each District must send two "tributes." The tributes must fight to the death in order to win the Hunger Games, which are held in a specially-designed arena controlled by the Capitol's gamemakers, who can control the weather, introduce enraged mutant animals, and even hurl fireballs at contestants if things have gotten too calm for the viewing audience. Twisted, yes. Good? For sure! Katniss and Peeta are sent as the tributes from District 12, long known as the weakest and least successful district in Games history. They work together to try and survive, even though there can be only one true winner. &lt;em&gt;The Hunger Games&lt;/em&gt; would appeal to anyone and everyone, I think because there it's got a little of everything: action, suspense, a teeny bit of gore, a pinch of romance, and plenty of twists to keep things interesting. I didn't love it, but I really liked it, so I'm giving &lt;em&gt;The Hunger Games&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;3 out of 4 Bananas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-4041689466678056776?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/4041689466678056776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=4041689466678056776' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/4041689466678056776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/4041689466678056776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2009/02/does-teenagers-fighting-to-death-sound.html' title='Teenagers Fighting to the Death, Survivor-Style? Cool!'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-506183536044267203</id><published>2009-02-06T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T10:28:30.131-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mental retardation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sisters'/><title type='text'>Riding the Bus With My Sister: What does it mean to have mental retardation?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/414G960XG0L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/414G960XG0L.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On this year's Illinois &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cyberdriveillinois.com/departments/library/whats_new/rfl.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Read for a Lifetime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; list, &lt;em&gt;Riding the Bus With My Sister&lt;/em&gt; by Rachel Simon is an inspirational, heartfelt, and brutally honest look at the joys and the pain of one sister reconnecting with another. Rachel Simon is an academic who buries herself in her work and has little time for other people. Her sister, Beth, has mental retardation and spends most of her days riding the buses in Philadelphia, where she lives independently. Rachel and Beth's family has always agonized over Beth and the role that the family should play in her life. They want her to get a job and become a productive member of society, which is something it seems she could certainly do, that is, if that's what she &lt;em&gt;wanted&lt;/em&gt; to do. Beth's greatest desire in life is independence to do what she wants, and what she wants to do is ride the buses. While riding, she befriends the drivers and counts on them as friends, confidantes, advisors and, in some cases, objects of affection. Her fixation with the buses and drivers exasperates and embarrasses her family, however, and Rachel finds it easiest to immerse herself in her own life in order to aviod having to visit Beth and be confronted with her lifestyle. The book begins with Rachel finally feeling guilty enough to pay a visit and ride the buses for an afternoon with Beth. By the end of the day, Rachel has agreed to ride the buses with Beth for a &lt;em&gt;year. &lt;/em&gt;The rest of the book follows Rachel's journey with her sister, her burgeoning familiarity with the ins and outs of mental retardation, and her growing familiarity with and respect for the labrynth of issues surrounding care and support of people with disabilities. &lt;em&gt;Riding the Bus With My Sister&lt;/em&gt; does not disappoint because it does not fall back on the trite notion that people with mental retardation are "God's true angels" (a sentiment which frustrates Rachel) or that they are sweet, happy people who, like children, have no adult hopes or desires. Also, at times Beth can be rude, obnoxious, and self-centered, which challenges Rachel to deal with her feelings of anger toward her sister. I recommend &lt;em&gt;Riding the Bus With My Sister&lt;/em&gt; to all readers because of its honesty, its inspiring look at independence, and its examination of what unconditional love can really mean:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;4 out of 4 Bananas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-506183536044267203?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/506183536044267203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=506183536044267203' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/506183536044267203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/506183536044267203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2009/02/riding-bus-with-my-sister-what-does-it.html' title='Riding the Bus With My Sister: What does it mean to have mental retardation?'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-1222146250296761015</id><published>2009-01-26T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T07:58:22.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Shouldn't Think This is Funny, But I Do.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://graphjam.com/2009/01/25/song-chart-memes-time-spent-writing-essays/"&gt;&lt;img title="writing-essays" alt="song chart memes" src="http://graphjam.wordpress.com/files/2009/01/writing-essays.jpg" width="450"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-1222146250296761015?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/1222146250296761015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=1222146250296761015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/1222146250296761015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/1222146250296761015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-shouldnt-think-this-is-funny-but-i-do.html' title='I Shouldn&apos;t Think This is Funny, But I Do.'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-2515703088253075346</id><published>2009-01-20T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T10:17:13.394-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conjoined twins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first-person'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sisters'/><title type='text'>Desperately Seeking...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n35/n179641.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" alt="" src="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n35/n179641.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Right Reader. Mature, loves unique characters in unusual circumstances, lyrical prose, and powerful storytelling. Okay, so enough with the personal ad metaphor. &lt;em&gt;The Girls&lt;/em&gt; by Lori Lansens is one of the best books I've ever read, and you know I don't say that lightly. I was going to title this post "Best. Book. Ever." but I changed my mind upon reflecting on the fact that this book isn't for every reader. It's not fast-paced, stripped down, and about a gruesomely gripping subject like vampires (see my previous *Peeps* post). &lt;em&gt;The Girls&lt;/em&gt; is a thoughtful, beautifully-written novel told in an autobiographical style about the lives of two Canadian sisters, Rose and Ruby Darlen. Each sister takes a turn telling chapters from her own perspective, so events are often described in markedly different ways. Also, the focal point of each girl's life is different, so what is important to one sister is only a blip on the screen of the other. But what about the "unique characters in unusual circumstances" I mentioned earlier? Here's the kicker: the girls are conjoined twins, connected to each other by a dinnerplate-size spot at the head. At 29, Rose and Ruby are the world's oldest living conjoined twins and although their circumstances are remarkable, their lives are lived quietly and comfortably. Quietly and comfortably, that is, until a doctor's diagnosis changes everything. The diagnosis prompts Rose (the literary one) to write her autobiography and Ruby to follow her lead (after all, Ruby says, how can it be Rose's autobiography only, if they're conjoined twins?). I was completely enchanted by this book, and after reading the author's note at the end, I realized why I connected so much to Lansens as an author. She lists her most favorite and influential books as: &lt;em&gt;A Prayer for Owen Meany&lt;/em&gt; by John Irving (my all-time favorite book); &lt;em&gt;Memoirs of a Geisha&lt;/em&gt; by Arthur Golden (another favorite); and &lt;em&gt;The Grapes of Wrath&lt;/em&gt; by John Steinbeck (I read it in 11th grade and was inspired to begin keeping a book of favorite passages, which I still maintain today). Although &lt;em&gt;The Girls&lt;/em&gt; is not for everyone, it was most certainly for me, and I'm giving it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;4 out of 4 Bananas&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n35/n179641.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-2515703088253075346?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/2515703088253075346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=2515703088253075346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/2515703088253075346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/2515703088253075346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2009/01/desperately-seeking.html' title='Desperately Seeking...'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-4912760269519566520</id><published>2009-01-07T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T10:18:11.598-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vampires'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diseases'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York City'/><title type='text'>Peeps: It's not about delicious marshmallow chickens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/13790000/13796791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px" alt="" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/13790000/13796791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you like all things vampire, &lt;em&gt;or even if you don't&lt;/em&gt;, you should read &lt;u&gt;Peeps &lt;/u&gt;by Scott Westerfeld. It is a scary, smart, wickedly funny and totally original re-imagining of what makes a vampire a vampire, and, more importantly, &lt;em&gt;why&lt;/em&gt;. In Westerfeld's world, a certain parasite exists which invades a victim's body, infests her brain, and creates in her a voracious appetite for meat and blood. It also gives her superhuman strength, sight, and smell. Over the centuries, according to Westerfeld, people infected with the parasite have been called different things: witches, zombies and, of course &lt;em&gt;vampires.&lt;/em&gt; All of the odd-numbered chapters tell the story of Cal, a carrier of the vampire parasite. As a carrier, he has superhuman senses and strength, but he does not become a crazed bloodsucker or cannibal like those with the full-blown parasite. He is employed by the top-secret, centuries-old Night Watch, an organization in New York City which hunts down new vampires and keeps tabs on the rat populations (which also carry the parasite). In the course of his work, Cal meets Lace, a cute, straight-talking journalism student who becomes more and more curious about Cal's occupation. The only problem Cal faces getting to know Lace is that he can't EVER be physically intimate with anyone, not even to kiss, because the parasite is transferred by saliva and other bodily fluids. What's a guy to do? Eventually Cal and Lace strike a deal and begin to dig deeper into the increasingly alarming new strain of vampirism that is affecting the city. What they find will shock them to the core. The even-numbered chapters describe various real-life parasites, how they work, how they infect their hosts, and include a multitude of gory details you'll wish you never knew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I loved this book. I want everyone to read it and then talk to me about it. Westerfeld has a wry, irrererent sense of humor and wickedly twisted imagination. Hands down&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 out of 4 Bananas!&lt;/strong&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/2772359916145229561-4912760269519566520?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/4912760269519566520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=4912760269519566520' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/4912760269519566520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/4912760269519566520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2009/01/peeps-its-not-about-delicious.html' title='Peeps: It&apos;s not about delicious marshmallow chickens'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-4172614274433224668</id><published>2008-12-11T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T10:23:42.028-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crystal meth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drugs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free verse poetry'/><title type='text'>Crank</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lmclive.org/graphics/crank.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px" alt="" src="http://lmclive.org/graphics/crank.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;Crank&lt;/u&gt; by Ellen Hopkins has got to be one of the best and most powerful books I've read this year. It's the story of Kristina Snow, a 17 year old junior in high school who gets good grades and has a pretty low-key life. That is, until she goes to stay with her dad for a few weeks during the summer. Although she meets a cute guy and falls in love for the first time, she also tries crank (crystal meth) and, after the first time, she's hooked. It doesn't help that her dad does the drug with her. By the time she returns to her mom's house and to her "normal" life, the damage is done and she is officially a meth addict. As her more innocent self, "Kristina" slowly begins to disappear, her more assertive self, "Bree" starts to take charge. Bree likes living life on the edge, taking risks, lying to her family, ditching her old friends, and hooking up with guys who can help her score more meth. Her life starts to go downhill fast, and what happens to her at the end will shock anyone who thinks that meth can be a harmless pasttime, something you can do without repercussions when you're young. &lt;em&gt;Crank&lt;/em&gt; is written in free verse poetry, which makes it all the more powerful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;4 out of 4 Bananas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-4172614274433224668?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/4172614274433224668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=4172614274433224668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/4172614274433224668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/4172614274433224668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2008/12/crank.html' title='Crank'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-5358421296792910657</id><published>2008-12-10T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T10:22:19.649-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bullying'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school violence'/><title type='text'>Give a Boy a Gun: Disturbing Yet Awesome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/7220000/7222076.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px" alt="" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/7220000/7222076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mrs. Cabaj's freshman English class is reading &lt;u&gt;Give a Boy a Gun&lt;/u&gt; by Todd Strasser, and since I was working with them on a research project about school violence, I thought that I would read it, too. Like &lt;u&gt;Stuck in Neutral&lt;/u&gt; (see previous post), &lt;u&gt;Give a Boy a Gun&lt;/u&gt; is about high school students struggling with some pretty intense issues. Gary and Brendan are considered outsiders by the popular kids at school. They deal with constant bullying, especially from one of the most obnoxious football players, and often talk about how awesome it would be to slowly and painfully kill the worst offenders. Although it is highly disturbing, I really liked this book because it is told completely in flashbacks and from memories of students, teachers, administrators, friends, and family members of the two boys AFTER they took the school hostage and the town had dealt with the aftermath of their violent attack. Also, facts and statistics about gun violence and quotes from newspaper articles about real life school shootings are at the bottom of most pages. All in all, this was a fast read that spoke to an extremely serious and highly important issue facing our country today, so I'm giving it&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 out of 4 Bananas.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;For another author's perspective on school shootings, try &lt;u&gt;Nineteen Minutes&lt;/u&gt; by Jodi Picoult.&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/2772359916145229561-5358421296792910657?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/5358421296792910657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=5358421296792910657' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/5358421296792910657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/5358421296792910657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2008/12/give-boy-gun-disturbing-yet-awesome.html' title='Give a Boy a Gun: Disturbing Yet Awesome'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-427689025726142483</id><published>2008-11-25T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T10:22:59.180-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cerebral palsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vegetative state'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='euthanasia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fathers'/><title type='text'>Stuck in Neutral: I'm Voting This One "Most Original"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.terrytrueman.com/images/cvrStuck.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" alt="" src="http://www.terrytrueman.com/images/cvrStuck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Ms. Hayes' 9th grade English class read *Stuck in Neutral* by Terry Trueman and, since I helped them with a related research project, I thought that I would read the book too. I loved it! It is really short, really fast, and is about a subject that would make even the bravest person weak in the knees. Imagine if you were able to think, feel, and understand things just as you do now, but you were trapped inside your own body? Imagine that you were in a coma, or that you had severe cerebral palsy (like the character in *Stuck in Neutral*) and were unable to communicate with anyone or do anything by yourself, so everyone, doctors included, assumed that you could not understand, think or feel? And what if you found out that your dad was thinking of putting an end to your "suffering" by killing you? Terrifying, right? Shawn considers himself to be a pretty normal teenager: he likes music, girls, and TV, and he loves his family even though sometimes they drive him crazy. The big difference between Shawn and other teenagers his age is that he suffered a stroke at birth and has gone through his entire life unable to communicate or control his own body. No one knows who he really is, and no one ever will. His dad left the family when Shawn was little because he couldn't deal with the pressures of Shawn's disability, and has since become a Pulitzer Prize winning poet. Based on some comments his dad makes, and also on the research his dad is currently working on, Shawn realizes that his dad is thinking about killing him in order to end his "suffering". Does he do it? Does Shawn's dad kill him? Or can Shawn make a connection with his dad to let him know that he's really inside, a thinking and feeling person? Hands down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;4 out of 4 Bananas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-427689025726142483?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/427689025726142483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=427689025726142483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/427689025726142483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/427689025726142483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2008/11/ms.html' title='Stuck in Neutral: I&apos;m Voting This One &quot;Most Original&quot;'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-2860959226474525735</id><published>2008-11-10T11:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T10:23:31.324-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prostitution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nepal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free verse poetry'/><title type='text'>Sold (disturbing, haunting... unforgettable)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.pixiepalace.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/10/sold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://www.pixiepalace.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/10/sold.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sold&lt;/u&gt; by Patricia McCormick is a novel told in free verse about the horrors of the international sex trade. It's also on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.islma.org/pdf/2009AnnotatedMasterList.pdf"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Abraham Lincoln Illinois High School Book Award&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; list and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cyberdriveillinois.com/departments/library/whats_new/pdfs/readinglist.pdf"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Read for a Lifetime &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;list for this year. It is told from the point of view of Lakshmi, a thirteen year old Nepali girl from the mountains of the Himalayas, who is sold by her stepfather to pay off his gambling debts. She thinks she is going to the "big city"to work as a maid for a wealthy family in order to send money home to support her baby brother and to buy a tin roof for her family's mud hut. In reality, she has been sold to one of several middlemen, who sells her to another middleman, who smuggles her across the border into India and sells her to a brothel in the city of Calcutta. Once she arrives in the brothel, she is locked into a small, dirty room, is drugged into compliance, and is forced to have sex with customer after customer, until she loses the will to struggle. Once she stops resisting, she is allowed to live in the brothel among the other prostitutes, with whom she forges hesitant friendships. She sees much horror (girls contracting AIDS and being thrown out into the streets, girls being brutally punished for resisting, and the futility of trying to pay off their "debts" to the brothel's madame). She also experiences small acts of kindness and, ultimately, is one of the lucky ones (relatively speaking). This book is NOT easy to read (it's a fast read, but its subject matter makes it not an easy one). I read it before bed each night, which may not have been the smartest thing to do, but I feel that it is so important that I bought a copy for myself so that I can loan it to friends and family members. Because of its importance, its free verse style, and its haunting beauty, I'm giving&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;Sold&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 out of 4 Bananas.&lt;/strong&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/2772359916145229561-2860959226474525735?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/2860959226474525735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=2860959226474525735' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/2860959226474525735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/2860959226474525735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2008/11/sold-disturbing-haunting-unforgettable.html' title='Sold (disturbing, haunting... unforgettable)'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-3073817321991019507</id><published>2008-11-03T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T10:24:09.216-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mystery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suicide'/><title type='text'>What Happened to Cass McBride?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/11850000/11850544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 153px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px" alt="" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/11850000/11850544.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I liked this book. I read it in just a few nights, so if you're in the mood for a fast-paced, suspenseful, fairly easy read, this could be the book for you! It's also on the &lt;a href="http://www.islma.org/pdf/2009AnnotatedMasterList.pdf"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abraham Lincoln Illinois High School Book Award&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;list for this year, which is why I chose it in the first place. It's the story of three high school students: Daniel, his brother Kyle, and Cass McBride, for whom the novel is named. Alternating chapters tell the stories of Kyle, Cass, and Ben, the officer interviewing Kyle at the police station. The novel opens with Kyle being interviewed by the police for his role in the kidnapping of Cass McBride. It turns out that Kyle's brother Daniel has committed suicide, and Kyle blames Cass because of a cruel note she had written that mocked Daniel and the fact that he dared to ask her out. So Kyle kidnaps her and buries her alive. This is how the novel begins, and it takes off from there, delving into the family histories and psyches of Daniel, Kyle, and Cass. How large of a role do our parents play in our lives? How much do they affect our perceptions of ourselves and the way in which we treat other people? Why did Daniel commit suicide, and. as the title of the novel asks, what &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; happen to Cass McBride?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;3 1/2 out of 4 Bananas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-3073817321991019507?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/3073817321991019507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=3073817321991019507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/3073817321991019507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/3073817321991019507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-happened-to-cass-mcbride.html' title='What Happened to Cass McBride?'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-6054699301626480105</id><published>2008-10-17T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T10:24:44.337-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='murder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mystery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historical fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adirondacks'/><title type='text'>A Northern Light: A Gentle, Inspirational Murder Mystery (Really!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://146.74.224.231/training/archives/Jacket%20-%20A%20Northern%20Light.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" height="246" alt="" src="http://146.74.224.231/training/archives/Jacket%20-%20A%20Northern%20Light.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just finished Jennifer Donnelly's &lt;u&gt;A Northern Light&lt;/u&gt;, which is a Printz medal winner and is also on this year's Abraham Lincoln Illinois High School Book Award list. After the &lt;u&gt;Taken&lt;/u&gt; debacle (see previous post), I needed to read another Abe Lincoln nominee and have my faith in the list restored. I would describe &lt;u&gt;A Northern Light&lt;/u&gt; as Anne of Green Gables meets Little House on the Prairie, set in the Adirondacks, with a murder thrown in to add an air of mystery and to help the main character develop her sense of destiny. It is actually based on a real murder case from the early twentieth century, in which a young woman becomes pregnant and is drowned in a lake by her lover so that she does not get in the way of the life he had hoped to have. Their letters to each other survived, however, and ultimately helped convict him of her murder. &lt;u&gt;A Northern Light&lt;/u&gt; is set in the Adirondacks and is the story of Mattie, a teenage girl who hopes to go to college in the city and become an author, until she draws the romantic attention of the handsome son of a wealthy local farmer. She also takes a job at a local resort, where she meets Grace Brown (the woman who is eventually murdered). After the murder, and after Mattie reads the sad letters Grace had written to the man who ultimately kills her, Mattie must decide what direction her own life should take. Should she forego her dreams of independence and education to marry a man who may not love her truly?&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3 out of 4 Bananas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-6054699301626480105?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/6054699301626480105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=6054699301626480105' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/6054699301626480105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/6054699301626480105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2008/10/northern-light-gentle-inspirational.html' title='A Northern Light: A Gentle, Inspirational Murder Mystery (Really!)'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-469655029324191689</id><published>2008-10-06T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T10:25:11.279-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mystery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kidnapping'/><title type='text'>Taken (I hate to do it, but I've got to.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n43/n215130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" height="247" alt="" src="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n43/n215130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here it is, my first negative review. As the title of my post indicates, I do hate to do it, but in the interest of honesty, I've got to. After all, it's impossible to love every book you read, right? And I have had quite a string of awesome reads, so it was probaby time for something not-so-great. Another reason that I'm hemming and hawing so much is that &lt;u&gt;Taken&lt;/u&gt;, by Chris Jordan, is on this year's Abraham Lincoln High School Book Award nominee list, which is why I chose it in the first place. I fully expected to enjoy the book because I like suspense-thriller fiction, plus it is on this award list, but...no. I actually kind of loathed it.&lt;br /&gt;The plot centers around Kate Bickford, a suburban widowed mother of an adopted child named Tommy. Tommy is abducted in the novel's first few pages by the "man in the mask", who later appears in Kate's home and warns her to follow his "method" if she ever wants to see her son again. A local sheriff winds up dead, and Kate is arrested for his murder, which complicates her efforts to find her son. She is eventually released on bail and takes it upon herself to find the "man in the mask" and, ultimately, rescue her son.&lt;br /&gt;The main problem I had with the novel is that it is sloppily written. I enjoy novels written for children and young adults, so it's not that I don't appreciate writing at a different level: I do, as long as it's &lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt; writing. There is a difference, and this difference is evident in &lt;u&gt;Taken&lt;/u&gt;. The plot is also inconsistent, and several loose ends are never tied up. Also, the main character, Kate, never seems quite as worried or as devastated as you would probably be if it was likely that your child had been killed by an abductor. That really bugged me. Also, his portrayal of the lone African American character in the book is rife with stereotypes. Jordan even writes this character's dialogue using his conception of African American speech patterns and vocabulary choices, which, to me, is obnoxious and inappropriate. Finally, the climax and conclusion of the novel fell flat and left me with a bad taste in my mouth, plus it made me mad because it ultimately wasted time I could have spent reading something amazing! I keep a reading journal where I write down every book that I read, and, for the first time ever, next to the book's title I drew a little arrow pointing down to remind myself of how much I disliked this book! So, for all of these reasons I grudgingly give Chris Jordan's &lt;u&gt;Taken&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;/2 out of 4 Bananas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-469655029324191689?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/469655029324191689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=469655029324191689' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/469655029324191689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/469655029324191689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2008/10/taken-i-hate-to-do-it-but-ive-got-to.html' title='Taken (I hate to do it, but I&apos;ve got to.)'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-6948562306093951255</id><published>2008-09-30T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T10:25:43.461-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science fiction'/><title type='text'>Firestorm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n34/n174918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand" height="255" alt="" src="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n34/n174918.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One of the books I read this summer was &lt;u&gt;Firestorm&lt;/u&gt;, by David Klass. &lt;u&gt;Firestorm&lt;/u&gt; was one of our freshman summer reads and was incredibly popular both this year and last, so I wanted to give it a try. What I liked about &lt;u&gt;Firestorm&lt;/u&gt; was its fast pace and action-packed scenes. I also thought that the dialogue was pretty believable, as was the main character Jack's preoccupation with girls (he is 18, after all!).&lt;br /&gt;Jack is the star of the football team and is with friends at a local diner celebrating his most recent victory, when a strange man walks past him and his eyes start flashing silver. Jack tells his parents about this strange occurrence, which ends up changing his life forever: the strange man is from the future and has been sent back to track Jack down and destroy him. As Jack discovers, his parents are not his true parents, as he also has been sent from the future to try and save the world (yeah, kind of like in "Terminator"-- but I forgave the author this obvious similarity because the rest of the book is completely original). The rest of the novel follows Jack as he eludes shape-shifters and makes strange new friends (a talking dog and a beautiful ninja-girl), while trying to understand his past and come to terms with the present.&lt;br /&gt;Firestorm is really exciting and original, so it is definitely a great read for anyone interested in a relatively easy, action-packed, sci-fi type adventure. It also has some fascinating ecological detail worked into the plotline, so you get a little information along the way. It did take me a while to get beyond the author's writing style, however, because he wrote the book almost entirely (it seemed) in sentence fragments. Short. Sentences. Make it exciting. Although sometimes. It drove. Me crazy. You get used to it after a while.&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I definitely recommend Firestorm and give it a hearty&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3 out of 4 bananas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-6948562306093951255?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/6948562306093951255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=6948562306093951255' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/6948562306093951255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/6948562306093951255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2008/09/firestorm.html' title='Firestorm'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-219527446031607795</id><published>2008-09-22T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T10:26:14.595-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Great Britain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science fiction'/><title type='text'>1984 (or, The ORIGINAL "Big Brother":  not the game show kind)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.tpet.com/img/productImages/1984-Book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand" height="283" alt="" src="http://www.tpet.com/img/productImages/1984-Book.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The last book that I read this summer was &lt;u&gt;1984&lt;/u&gt; by George Orwell. It's one of those classics that you'll find constantly referenced throughout your life, in literature, TV (witness the "Big Brother" reality show), movies, and in general conversation. I'd never read it, however, so I felt like it was high time to get on board with this classic, especially since I really enjoy novels of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/dystopia"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dystopia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. It's important to know that &lt;u&gt;1984&lt;/u&gt; was published in 1949, so Orwell was imagining life thirty-five years from his present time, when the world is divided into three regional groups (Oceania, Eastasia and Eurasia) who are constantly at war with each other. Also, in this future society, Big Brother controls Oceania (the region of which Winston, the main character, is a citizen). Everything that Big Brother says is considered to be Absolute, unchanging Truth, so, when something happens that contradicts something Big Brother had said or done in the past, the past is ALTERED to reflect the new truth (although the new truth is considered to have ALWAYS been the truth). Confused yet? How can you change the past, you ask? In 1984, the past is altered by destroying newspaper articles, fabricating photographs, even eliminating people who may have borne witness to the earlier, contradictory facts. The citizenry is also terrorized and brainwashed by fear into refusing to remember contradictions in the leadership. Human memory becomes alterable, then, because absolute loyalty to Big Brother is the highest goal for all of the citizenry. Independent thought is considered Public Enemy #1, which sets the stage for the plot of this novel: Winston, the protagonist, has independent thoughts. Troubling independent thoughts. And the rest you'll have to read for yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;4 out of 4 Bananas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-219527446031607795?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/219527446031607795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=219527446031607795' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/219527446031607795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/219527446031607795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2008/09/1984-or-original-big-brother-not-game.html' title='1984 (or, The ORIGINAL &quot;Big Brother&quot;:  not the game show kind)'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-1463345626679215058</id><published>2008-09-08T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T10:28:45.388-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pakistan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true stories'/><title type='text'>Three Cups of Tea: What Does Education Have to do with World Peace?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SMVaVyrfmDI/AAAAAAAAAD0/6mHziRnWD78/s1600-h/threecupsoftea.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243696671570761778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SMVaVyrfmDI/AAAAAAAAAD0/6mHziRnWD78/s200/threecupsoftea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I'll admit it. I wasn't overly excited about reading &lt;u&gt;Three Cups of Tea&lt;/u&gt; when I saw that it was a 2009 Abraham Lincoln High School Book Award contender because, although I admire those who commit their lives to humanitarian endeavors, sometimes their stories can be a bit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/treacly"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;treacly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. I enjoy reading blurbs about humanitarian heroes in &lt;em&gt;People &lt;/em&gt;magazine, but an entire do-gooder memoir? Luckily, I put my reservations aside and was rewarded with an absolutely stellar account of an unlikely hero and his tireless efforts to build school for impoverished Muslim children in the mountains of the Pakistani Himalayas.&lt;br /&gt;Greg Mortenson had failed to climb K2, the most technically-difficult climb of any mountain in the world. He was descending the slopes when he took a wrong turn, got lost, and ended up spending several weeks in Korphe, a tiny village, where he saw students trying to scratch out their lessons in the dirt. Mortenson vowed to return with enough money to build a school for the children of the village that had hosted him so generously. The rest of the book describes the difficulties Mortenson had finding donors to help Muslims (he points out that everyone wants to help the Buddhist sherpas made famous by Mt. Everest) and explores why that is and why helping Muslims and Muslim countries is necessary in fostering world peace. He eventually found a donor and began to travel down the path that he will follow for the rest of his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Three Cups of Tea&lt;/u&gt; is important for all Americans to read, in my opinion, and that's not something that I say lightly. It forces us as a country to look in the mirror and ask ourselves what our priorities are and what we can do-- both as a country and as individuals-- to foster world peace.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;4 out of 4 Bananas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-1463345626679215058?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/1463345626679215058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=1463345626679215058' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/1463345626679215058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/1463345626679215058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2008/09/three-cups-of-tea-can-education-achieve.html' title='Three Cups of Tea: What Does Education Have to do with World Peace?'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SMVaVyrfmDI/AAAAAAAAAD0/6mHziRnWD78/s72-c/threecupsoftea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-3514681302790396793</id><published>2008-09-08T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T10:27:13.964-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plastic surgery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science fiction'/><title type='text'>Uglies: Read This Book!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SMU0PfYJYVI/AAAAAAAAADs/ZHwc0QXQVOE/s1600-h/uglies.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243654781868269906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SMU0PfYJYVI/AAAAAAAAADs/ZHwc0QXQVOE/s200/uglies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;Uglies&lt;/u&gt; by Scott Westerfeld was one of my top three books of the summer. If you haven't read it already, pick it up as soon as possible! As I've mentioned a few times in this blog, I really enjoy books set in a dystopia/post-apocalypse/alternate future where life has taken a turn for the worse, usually because of something we humans have done to our environment or to each other socially. &lt;u&gt;Uglies&lt;/u&gt; is an awesome example of what happens after society's obsession with beauty is taken to extremes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tally is an Ugly. She can't wait for her sixteenth birthday because, when you turn sixteen, you have the operations to become a Pretty. You have extensive plastic surgery to change the shape of your eyes, cheekbones, arms, legs, nose; your eye color can be changed, your hair straightened or lengthened, and liposuction will make you thin. Even more exciting, Tally will finally move to Prettytown, where her life will be nothing but parties, drinking, sex and fun 24/7. What's not to love? Then she meets Shay, who doesn't want to become Pretty. Through Shay, Tally meets a community of people-- all Uglies-- who are hiding in the Smoke and trying to live life as it used to be, without the debauchery and artificial beauty of Prettytown. Tally's beliefs are challenged in ways she could never have imagined, and in the end she is left with making a monumental and potentially disastrous decision. I can't wait to find out what happens in the rest of the series (&lt;u&gt;Pretties&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Specials&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Extras&lt;/u&gt;). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I loved this book and thought that its social commentary on our obsession with beauty and perfection was right on. A must-read for anyone in high school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;4 Out of 4 Bananas&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/2772359916145229561-3514681302790396793?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/3514681302790396793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=3514681302790396793' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/3514681302790396793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/3514681302790396793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2008/09/uglies-read-this-book.html' title='Uglies: Read This Book!'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SMU0PfYJYVI/AAAAAAAAADs/ZHwc0QXQVOE/s72-c/uglies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-8041960379533938105</id><published>2008-08-27T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T13:42:41.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Back, Bulldogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Welcome back, everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My name is Mrs. Duell and I love to read (anyone surprised that the librarian likes to read?). I also like to talk about what I've read, so I created this blog in order to tell you about my recent reads. I would also love feedback, so if you have any comments or questions, post them! You don't need to login or anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, did anyone read anything good over the summer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I read a lot and will be posting about the books I read over the next few weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;See you soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mrs. Duell :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-8041960379533938105?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/8041960379533938105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=8041960379533938105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/8041960379533938105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/8041960379533938105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2008/08/welcome-back-bulldogs.html' title='Welcome Back, Bulldogs'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-4679914086406829091</id><published>2008-05-30T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T09:51:20.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Long, Farewell, Aufwiedersehen Adieu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today is the last day of school and, I have to say, it's a good feeling. I'm looking forward to enjoying some rest and relaxation, and maybe a summer festival or two downtown, and then returning to school in August refreshed and ready to go. If anyone is out there reading this during the summer, consider joining Lit Club in the fall! I think we'll have a lot of fun and, as always, students choose the books. As you would say in Indonesian, &lt;em&gt;sampai jumpa&lt;/em&gt;! See you later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-4679914086406829091?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/4679914086406829091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=4679914086406829091' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/4679914086406829091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/4679914086406829091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-long-farewell-aufwiedersehen-adieu.html' title='So Long, Farewell, Aufwiedersehen Adieu!'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-7573469059227780933</id><published>2008-05-23T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T12:36:49.396-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='climate change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abe Lincoln Nominee 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meteors'/><title type='text'>Life As We Knew It</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SDbS6ICo7HI/AAAAAAAAABk/j6i13CunAYk/s1600-h/life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203578315505986674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SDbS6ICo7HI/AAAAAAAAABk/j6i13CunAYk/s200/life.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*Life As We Knew It* by Susan Beth Pfeffer is one of our summer reads for incoming freshman. I thought that I'd better read it in order to be prepared to talk about it next year, and I also wanted to try it because Mrs. Fritz loved it! Its premise is fascinating: Miranda, a teenage girl with the typical joys and frustrations of a high school student, is only vaguely interested in the upcoming lunar event she's been hearing so much about. However, when she and her family gather to witness an asteroid crashing into the moon, her life is changed forever because the asteroid knocks the moon out of position and pushes it closer to Earth. This causes geologic and weather-related catastrophes of global proportions: tidal waves, volcanic eruptions, and eventually drastic temperature changes. In the first few days after the event, Miranda and her family stockpile food, water, medicine, and other basic necessities in case things take a turn for the worse. It's a good thing they had the foresight to prepare, as life quickly devolves into a constant battle for survival. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I liked this book a lot for its realistic take on the aftermath of even seemingly insignificant global changes. It is timely as we witness the devastation caused by Hurricane Katrina, the cyclone in Myanmar, the tsunami in Southeast Asia, and other catastrophic geologic events around the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The only thing I did not like about the book is its unrealistically negative portrayal of two Christian characters (one of Miranda's friends and a pastor). It seems almost like the author has a personal problem with religion and uses her book as a platform for her views. She also makes several barely-veiled vitriolic remarks about the current president: an "idiot" who hides away at his Texas ranch. Hmm, now to whom could she be referring?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Apart from these weaknesses, I enjoyed the book and its realistic imagining of life post-apocalypse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;3 out of 4 bananas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Abraham Lincoln Illinois High School Book Award 2010 Nominee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-7573469059227780933?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/7573469059227780933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=7573469059227780933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/7573469059227780933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/7573469059227780933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2008/05/life-as-we-knew-it.html' title='Life As We Knew It'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SDbS6ICo7HI/AAAAAAAAABk/j6i13CunAYk/s72-c/life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-4569346295303025924</id><published>2008-05-13T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T10:28:19.201-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mountain climbing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survival'/><title type='text'>*Touching the Void* is Awesome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SCmgIMCF-KI/AAAAAAAAABc/v4C-2SxZCbk/s1600-h/touchingthevoid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199863307305351330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SCmgIMCF-KI/AAAAAAAAABc/v4C-2SxZCbk/s200/touchingthevoid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love survival literature like *Into Thin Air* by Jon Krakauer (the true account of the 1996 Mt. Everest disaster) and *Left for Dead: A Young Man's Search for Justice for the U.S.S. Indianapolis* by Pete Nelson (the incredible story of the WWII ship sunk by a Japanese torpedo, leaving hundreds of men floating in shark-infested waters). There is something about the story of the struggle to stay alive in the face of desperate, hopeless circumstances that sort of renews my faith in the worthiness of the human struggle. There is also something to be said for a story that leaves your heart pounding and your jaw on the floor-- which mine certainly was as I neared the climax of *Touching the Void*. I felt like I had left Loca Mocha coffee shop and been transported to the slopes of Siula Grande in the Peruvian Andes. Fantastic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Back in 1985. Simon Yates and Joe Simpson were a couple of young, daredevil mountain climbers who decided to tackle the West Face of Siula Grande, a 21,000 ft. mountain in the Peruvian Andes. They successfully summitted the mountain using that route, but, on the descent, Simpson fell and broke his leg. An accident like this usually means death for the victim because there is almost no way to rescue someone in that situation. Simpson and Yates, however, manage to work together and get Simpson lowered several thousand feet down the mountain, until Simpson fell over a cliff and, as far as Yates knew, into a deep fissure in the ice. Yates had no choice but to CUT THE ROPE, as Simpsons body weight was beginning to pull Yates off the mountain. The account only gets more gripping and incredible, as Simpson, &lt;em&gt;by himself&lt;/em&gt;, with a broken leg, with no food and water, manages to get off the mountain and back to base camp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you enjoy taking a glimpse into the minds of those who are driven by challenge, extreme danger, and extraordinary will, you won't be disappointed by *Into the Void* by Joe Simpson. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 out of 4 bananas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-4569346295303025924?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/4569346295303025924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=4569346295303025924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/4569346295303025924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/4569346295303025924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2008/05/touching-void-is-awesome.html' title='*Touching the Void* is Awesome'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SCmgIMCF-KI/AAAAAAAAABc/v4C-2SxZCbk/s72-c/touchingthevoid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-3411286894963364787</id><published>2008-05-01T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T10:29:10.880-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teenagers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Australia'/><title type='text'>I Am the Messenger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SBn1Y2E9Q0I/AAAAAAAAABM/fKC_zWDgM2o/s1600-h/iamthemessenger.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195453452330550082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SBn1Y2E9Q0I/AAAAAAAAABM/fKC_zWDgM2o/s200/iamthemessenger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I just finished Markus Zusak's *I am the Messenger*, which was a 2006 Printz Award Honor Book (The Printz Award is given annually to outstanding YA titles). It's also been chosen as an 2009 Abraham Lincoln Award contender. So... I wanted to like it. I &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; wanted to like it because I loved *The Book Thief*, and I was anticipating another beautifully-written novel full of the figurative language I had grown to expect from Zusak (see previous post). I will say that *I Am the Messenger* has an imaginative plot that is always surprising and sometimes fulfilling: Ed Kennedy is a 19 year old underachiever who drives a cab for a living and lives in a shack with an odiferous dog named "The Doorman". Ed suddenly begins receiving playing cards in the mail, each marked with an address in the beginning or, as the novel continues, increasingly mysterious words or phrases which Ed must interpret. He must go to the home of the message's recipient and then figure out what message he must deliver. Like I said: clever, right?&lt;br /&gt;I think that what I objected to in this novel was the voice of the characters, particularly of Ed himself. I loved that, as an Australian author, Zusak set his novel in Sydney and uses delightfully colorful Australian slang. My problem is that I felt like Ed is too whiny and navel-gazing, as are his friends. I felt like reaching into the pages and slapping him, saying "Get a life and quit your whining!" I also felt like some of the things the characters say (especially his rough-around-the-edges friends) are too romance-novel to be realistic. I don't think I'm a heartless reader, but it made me wonder if Markus Zusak himself is still going through some sort of "she loves me, she loves me not" teenage angst. Not that there's anything wrong with that!&lt;br /&gt;My final issue with *I Am the Messenger* is the ending. I was gearing up for at least a satisfying answer to the question of who is sending Ed these messages for him to deliver, when... what? It was sort of a weird and all-too-quick wrap up for me.&lt;br /&gt;Has anybody else read this? If you have, or if you do, let me know!&lt;br /&gt;I hate to say it but I'm giving this one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 out of 4 Bananas.&lt;/strong&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/2772359916145229561-3411286894963364787?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/3411286894963364787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=3411286894963364787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/3411286894963364787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/3411286894963364787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-am-messenger.html' title='I Am the Messenger'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SBn1Y2E9Q0I/AAAAAAAAABM/fKC_zWDgM2o/s72-c/iamthemessenger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-133811816638315462</id><published>2008-04-28T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T12:42:30.847-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='figurative language'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holocaust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Germany'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abe Lincoln Nominee 2010'/><title type='text'>The Book Thief</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SBX9W2E9QzI/AAAAAAAAABE/_gW-OoZRAIM/s1600-h/bookthief.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194336314156991282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SBX9W2E9QzI/AAAAAAAAABE/_gW-OoZRAIM/s200/bookthief.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's been a month of Markus Zusak. I finished *The Book Thief* a few weeks ago and am now reading his *I Am the Messenger*. I was startled at the night-and-day differences between the voice of *The Book Thief* vs. *I Am the Messenger*, but I'll save that for the next post. This post will be devoted solely to *The Book Thief*: an honor I think it surely deserves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I actually didn't like *The Book Thief* very much at first; in fact, not until I was well over halfway through the book did I experience a massive shift from ambivalence to awe. I almost didn't type that last sentence because I don't want to sway potential readers away from giving it a try, but I also want to assure them that, even if it takes a while to get into, it's well worth the effort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OK, I can't believe I've typed all that and still haven't described the book. Sorry. It takes place in Hitler's Germany, with chapters alternating between first and third person narration. The third person narration tells the story of Liesel Meminger, a little girl who is adopted by a German couple after her mother becomes unable to care for her. The novel's title comes from Liesel's habit of stealing books and the importance that each title has in her life. The first person narration is by Death. You heard me right. Death is the narrator. In the author section at the end of the book, Markus Zusak explains how he originally had given Death a cruel persona, but changed his mind and instead made Death a sympathetic narrator. This device is what made the book so shattering to me. The idea of Death being tormented by all of his "work" during the Holocaust years is really haunting; in fact, at one point Death explains that he is "haunted by humans." Beautifully tragic, no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The other element of *The Book Thief* that I loved was Zusak's use of figurative language. He combines metaphors and switches up images and descriptions to create new ways of explaining and looking at feelings, events, and objects. He also uses colors to lend additional meaning and feeling to events and people (hello, F. Scott Fitzgerald!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, my point to all this is: Read it. Love it? Think it's too contrived? Let me know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 out of 4 Bananas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Abraham Lincoln Illinois High School Book Award 2010 Nominee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-133811816638315462?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/133811816638315462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=133811816638315462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/133811816638315462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/133811816638315462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2008/04/book-thief.html' title='The Book Thief'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SBX9W2E9QzI/AAAAAAAAABE/_gW-OoZRAIM/s72-c/bookthief.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-746842143204891352</id><published>2008-04-02T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T10:30:55.638-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='China'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farming'/><title type='text'>The Good Earth and Postmortem! Or, It's Cool to Mix Up Your Genres.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/R_PfOEwN2cI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8rB2OoVeQ0E/s1600-h/goodearth.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184733028920711618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/R_PfOEwN2cI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8rB2OoVeQ0E/s200/goodearth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/R_Ph7UwN2dI/AAAAAAAAAAs/SLgHOjngqXA/s1600-h/postmortem.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184736005333047762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" height="157" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/R_Ph7UwN2dI/AAAAAAAAAAs/SLgHOjngqXA/s200/postmortem.jpg" width="92" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Over break I finished reading the Pearl S. Buck classic &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Good-Earth-Oprahs-Book-Club/dp/B0008EH6NC/ref=pd_bbs_sr_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1207166233&amp;amp;sr=1-2"&gt;*The Good Earth*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I've been loving Chinese-related literature for the past few years, so it was only a matter of time before I read this one. It's the story of Wang Lung, a poor Chinese peasant who relies on the "good earth" for everything: his house, his food, and his work. He makes a special plea for a wife to the local rich family, and is given a servant woman named O-Lan. *The Good Earth* is the story of Wang Lung and his family throughout their multi-generational transition from poor farmers to wealthy city dwellers. It examines the importance of land and the inevitability of self-destruction as one moves away from valuing and respecting the land to valuing money, high society, and the acquisition of material possessions. My only problem with the novel is its lack of redeeming female characters. Wang Lung's wife O-Lan is regularly described as having "dull eyes" and having the dim intelligence of a farm animal. The rest of the women are lazy, greedy, slothlike, or shrill nags. On the other hand, there really aren't many redeeming male characters, either! So, in spite of a lack of likeable characters (or perhaps because of?), *The Good Earth* is a fascinating, riveting read and and I give it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;4 out of 4 bananas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;So after *The Good Earth*, I was in need of a good, fast-paced, Spring Break read. I turned to Patricia Cornwall's &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Postmortem-Patricia-Cornwell/dp/0743477154/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1207166179&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Postmortem*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;,recommended to me by Mrs. Cabaj. It was just what the Spring Break doctor ordered! I whiled away my vacation hours reading about Medical Examiner Kay Scarpetta, who ended up being instrumental to the capture of a dangerous serial killer. I finished it last night and was cringing as I turned the pages of the book's final scenes. Scary and fun, for sure! Sometimes you just need a little brain candy, you know? &lt;strong&gt;Thanks, Mrs. Cabaj! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 out of 4 bananas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/2772359916145229561-746842143204891352?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/746842143204891352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=746842143204891352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/746842143204891352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/746842143204891352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2008/04/good-earth-and-postmortem-or-its-cool.html' title='The Good Earth and Postmortem! Or, It&apos;s Cool to Mix Up Your Genres.'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/R_PfOEwN2cI/AAAAAAAAAAk/8rB2OoVeQ0E/s72-c/goodearth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-6946589357061601979</id><published>2008-03-18T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T10:31:21.893-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leukemia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sisters'/><title type='text'>Jodi Picoult's *My Sister's Keeper* Movie-- They're Changing the Ending!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/R-AIwIBbYWI/AAAAAAAAAAc/cbTdDijrRss/s1600-h/my-sisters-keeper-lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179149194356285794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/R-AIwIBbYWI/AAAAAAAAAAc/cbTdDijrRss/s200/my-sisters-keeper-lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mrs. Fritz just showed me an email written by a member of the Illinois State Library Media Association. This woman had recently attended a book signing by Jodi Picoult, who mentioned to the audience that she had just found out that the movie currently being made of her popular novel *My Sister's Keeper* will have an ending DIFFERENT from the one that she had written. When she tried to convince the producers to keep the original ending, she was told, "Readers don't matter." What!? I am outraged! Ms. Picoult encouraged the book signing attendees to write directly to the directors, asking them to keep the story's original ending. So here are their addresses, and I, too, encourage you to write to them and tell them that readers DO matter! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mark Johnson (producer) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:Johnson-producermark@granviaprod.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;producermark@granviaprod.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tony Emmerich (director) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:directortoby.emmerich@newline.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;directortoby.emmerich@newline.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can you imagine what would happen if they had changed the ending to any of the Harry Potter movies? When they finally make the movie for *Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows*, what if Harry dies and Voldemort becomes Hogwart's headmaster? What if Ginny marries Draco Malfoy? The Readers of the world would revolt, and rightly so!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;P.S. I haven't yet read *My Sister's Keeper*, so if you see me in the halls, don't spoil the ending-- I'll read it soon and would love to discuss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-6946589357061601979?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/6946589357061601979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=6946589357061601979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/6946589357061601979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/6946589357061601979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2008/03/jodi-picoults-my-sisters-keeper-movie.html' title='Jodi Picoult&apos;s *My Sister&apos;s Keeper* Movie-- They&apos;re Changing the Ending!'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/R-AIwIBbYWI/AAAAAAAAAAc/cbTdDijrRss/s72-c/my-sisters-keeper-lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-5685562763764200886</id><published>2008-03-12T07:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T10:32:55.410-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true stories'/><title type='text'>The Year of Living Biblically</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/R9fvsIBbYVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tqjmF0WLHH4/s1600-h/year.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176869838032429394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/R9fvsIBbYVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tqjmF0WLHH4/s200/year.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just finished reading A.J. Jacobs' *The Year of Living Biblically: One Man's Humble Quest to Follow the Bible as Literally as Possible*. It was one of our Lit Club choices and was also recommended to me by a good reader friend. Jacobs' previous book is called *The Know It All: One Man's Humble Quest to Become the Smartest Person in the World*, which describes his effort to read the entire *Encyclopedia Britannica* from cover to cover, in one year. He must be crazy, right? As you can see from the book's cover, he actually went so far as to grow a beard, dress in clothing from Biblical times, and carry around a variety of props, musical instruments, etc. He didn't just jump into it haphazardly, however. He consulted lots of experts from many sects of the Jewish and Christian faiths; books; various versions of the Bible; websites; and even attended a Jerry Falwell church as well as a snake-handling church. He also visited Israel to meet a long-lost and vigorously shunned ex-member of his own family, a man he refers to as "Guru Gil". I liked this book a lot because in addition to being hilarious and different, it clears up some common myths about both the Christian and Jewish faiths. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As part of my new ranking system, I'll give this book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;3 out of 4 bananas.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-5685562763764200886?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/5685562763764200886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=5685562763764200886' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/5685562763764200886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/5685562763764200886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2008/03/year-of-living-biblically.html' title='The Year of Living Biblically'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/R9fvsIBbYVI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tqjmF0WLHH4/s72-c/year.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-4321596235823558719</id><published>2008-03-04T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T12:43:45.908-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school violence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abe Lincoln Nominee 2010'/><title type='text'>*Nineteen Minutes* by Jodi Picoult</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/R82yaWyFzBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zLpJ9h15EPc/s1600-h/nineteenminutes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173987712780586002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/R82yaWyFzBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zLpJ9h15EPc/s200/nineteenminutes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just finished reading Jodi Picoult's *Nineteen Minutes*, which is about school shooting, bullying, and popularity. I think that everyone either in high school or teaching high school should think about reading it, even though it's not the most pleasant or comfortable experience because, let's face it, the topic hits pretty close to home. Jodi Picoult obviously took a lot of her material from the Columbine shooting as well as other school shootings that have been in the news in the past few years. One of the coolest things about Picoult is that she presents an issue from many different angles, so we are experiencing this event (a school shooting that took 19 minutes-- hence the title) through the eyes of the shooter, his friends, his enemies, his parents, his defense lawyer, and the detective working the case. Reading the details of the shooting itself made me want to put the book down and stop reading because it was pretty awful, but the book is so well done and the subject treated so honestly, that I'm extremely grateful I made it through the entire thing. Having said all of that, I highly recommend *Nineteen Minutes* because it provides a lot of food for thought, is well-written, and confronts head-on a subject that makes a lot of people (myself included, sometimes) want to bury their heads in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;3 1/2 out of 4 Bananas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone else read it? Tell me what you think!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Abraham Lincoln Illinois High School Book Award 2010 Nominee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-4321596235823558719?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/4321596235823558719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=4321596235823558719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/4321596235823558719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/4321596235823558719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2008/03/nineteen-minutes-by-jodi-picoult.html' title='*Nineteen Minutes* by Jodi Picoult'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/R82yaWyFzBI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zLpJ9h15EPc/s72-c/nineteenminutes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2772359916145229561.post-7439195002207107666</id><published>2008-03-04T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T08:35:47.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Brand New Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Welcome to my new blog! I'm hoping to post what I'm reading, what's new in the library, and any random library-related ramblings I might have. Join me by posting your comments, suggestions, and questions!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2772359916145229561-7439195002207107666?l=bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/feeds/7439195002207107666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2772359916145229561&amp;postID=7439195002207107666' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/7439195002207107666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2772359916145229561/posts/default/7439195002207107666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bulldog-bananabread.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-brand-new-blog.html' title='My Brand New Blog'/><author><name>Alicia Duell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08352046649759700586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_17hnyicW9sQ/SwW065nnPhI/AAAAAAAAAH8/eVmyP-HHB8c/S220/duell.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
