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|Cute Pie Cousins|
I've been having lots of problems remembering, and it doesn't feel normal. I'm forgetting words in lectures and conversations, I need to put 'cognitive class' on my to-do list or I might forget to go teach it, I completely forgot to go to the airport for a conference in Chicago and missed my flight. I also didn't know where I was for a couple of minutes in Harvard Square, and I'm a professor at Harvard, I'm there everyday. (61)She struggles comes to terms with herself and finds out her own meaning of family through her journey. I could give quote after quote of funny stuff, like sitting in her lecture hall as a student, instead of teaching the class but I'd prefer you take my word for it and read this book. Hopefully, we will find a cure for this difficult disease and I cross my fingers everyday that my own forgetful mother does not have Alzheimer's...I already get a little agitated (without peace) when she tells me a story, three or four times. Thank you Kay for hosting this giveaway~I loved Alice's tale.
"And look at your hair. All this pretty long hair looking all wild from outside."Rachel is a realist but so in need of love and acceptance and Grandma is hard-to-please. Struggle. It's this struggle added to the vivid cast of characters that make this worth reading. Aunt Loretta, Drew and Brick were positive characters in this tragic tale. I felt healed just a bit from reading Rachel's story...as if I was able to forgive myself my own struggle as a teen through Rachel's journey. 5/5 stars-Highly recommended
"We're gonna wash that tonight," she continues. "Your Aunt Loretta will help you. Bet she know how to do something better with that mess of hair than what you had done before. You're gonna go to school Monday and be the prettiest girl there."
She doesn't say better than your mama. She doesn't say anything about my mother, because we both know that the new girl has no mother. The new girl can't be new and still remember. I am not the new girl. But I will pretend. (5-6)
That afternoon involved four sandwishes, soda, chips, buttered toast, chocolate milk. I ate my way through the refrigerator. Mom was still away at her new job, at the woodworking studio near Micheltorena, off Sunset into the hills, and my brother and George poured sugar and jam over toast and talked about their favorite TV series with the robots while I bit and chewed and reported to George. (36) The Particular Sadness of Lemon Cake by Aimee Bender.I am really enjoying this book and like Bender's writing style. I'm interested in her other books-are they good also??
Lately I have taken to reading poems to dead boys in the Benevolence Baptist Cemetary. They don't walk away before I have finished the first sentence, like most of the live boys I know. When I read to them, their eyes don't wander to something, or someone, more interesting. I can pretend these boys are listening. I can pretend they hear me. (1)Dove is studying poetry with her English teacher, Ms. Delpheena Poyer and she continues:
On Friday afternoons like this one, right after seventh period. I head straight for the cemetary. I like to sit beneath the Austrian pines in the cool shade, reading lines from Tennyson or Wordsworth, listening to the trees making up their own poems. Soft words in the language of wind and pine needles. (1)See that's all on just page one...Dove is a great character, innocent to the ways of the world but savvy enough to know that "live boys" don't appreciate great poetry. Her mother passed when she was a four-year-old and she lives with her father on an orange grove in Benevolence, Florida. Her days are spent hanging out with her friends, going to school and trying to feel older than she is. It hasn't been that many years past that she was tearing around the orange grove with Gator, a young African-American grove worker and Chase Tully, a grove owner's son. Things are beginning to change for Dove...
Mitch, who is a very believable bully, goes on to make fun of Eddy but what I love about this quote is it took me reading it twice to get it!! I love these little bits of subtle humor. This book would be a great read-aloud for its many themes including its wide use of common euphemisms. The author is a scientist and does such a good job of adding in random bits of essential information, which would make a cool student project-to collect those facts highlighted and study them! I recieved this from The Picnic Basket.
Closed? Today was Saturday. The library hours were ten o'clock to two-thirty, Thursday through Saturday; they were clearly posted in the black-framed notice beside the door. Had something happened to Miss Pickery?I love any great quote that highlights the library and the use of the word "scissors" as an explicative makes perfect sense!! There is a second Bradley book featuring Flavia de Luce, The Weed That Strings the Hangman's Bag #2-the title is interesting and I know Flavia will shine again.
I gave the door a shake, and then a good pounding. I cupped my hands to the glass and peered inside, but except for a beam of sunlight falling through motes of dust before coming to rest upon shelves of novels there was nothing to be seen.
"Miss Pickery!" I called, but there was no answer.
"Oh, scissors!" I said again. I should have to put off my researches until another time. As I stood outside in Cow Lane, it occurred to me that Heaven must be a place where the library is open twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week.
No...eight days a week. (57-58)