Spring 2020 is the first time I took an online class, but I didn’t sign up for one. We had to move online due to a now global pandemic.
I am currently in my third of three years of graduate school. I had initially planned on jumping into employment once I graduate, but our current situation has made me rethink that idea. I am now planning on returning to graduate school to pursue a master’s in library and information sciences. This has always been a dream of mine, but the pandemic pushed me to return to school for yet another…
I had always wanted a dog of my own.
When I was young we would take care of our uncle’s dog for short periods of time, but he wasn’t our dog. We never had a dog of our own to complete our family.
When I was seven, a chubby cocker spaniel rolled into my life. A breed once bred as a hunting dog became an energetic, loving, family dog. Our dog was golden with white speckles, and one white blob on the top of his head, like frosting. He had a short, lopped off tail that wagged frantically back and…
We Are Water Protectors, written by Carole Lindstrom and illustrated by Michaela Goade, is a new picture book you need to look out for.
It is a book full of vibrant, eye-catching images and powerful prose to match.
The author, Carole Lindstrom, writes the books from passion and experience. She identifies as Anishinaabe (also known as Nishnaabe or Anishinabe)/Metis and is tribally enrolled with the Turtle Mountain Band of Ojibwe (carolelindstrom.com). Lindstrom also published the children’s book Girls Dance, Boys Fiddle in 2013.
This book has not gone unnoticed by book bloggers. A popular blog, Book Riot, lists the book…
In the name of the father and the son and the holy ghost.
Through middle school and the start of high school, I feared God would “get me” because I was an atheist. Even then, as a devoutly self-proclaimed atheist, in the back of my mind I still thought how angry this God guy would be-if He were real of course. I guess my grandmother’s Catholicism got to me, but I still don’t understand how I was scared of something I swore was just horror stories and scare tactics. After I was thirteen I figured I might as well try…
The sun kissed her skin
From the day she was born
Not with a bronze tan
But little flecks of brown and gold
Her face began to look like a painting
The curve of her face
The blush of her cheeks
The water-colour brown and tan flecks
At the corners of her eyes
To the tip of her nose
They say she even has one
On her eye.
When she shook her head
From spots to smooth lines and arcs
If you think about it in slow motion.
When she smiled
Forgive my ignorance.
For a long time, I’ve known my dad’s cousin was living with HIV.
My first knowledge of HIV was that Stephen* “had it.” I didn’t understand HIV positive and HIV negative, T-cells ,and autoimmune disorder.
Stephen was quiet. I only really saw him at big family events: funerals and weddings. That’s what happens when you live over a thousand miles away. Growing up, Stephen made me happy. He has a full mustache and a nice smile. Really kind eyes. He would sit by his partner and watch the crazy production of my dad’s side of the family…
We hear a lot about classics, books that are known throughout most households. Alice in Wonderland and Romeo and Juliet are two books still discussed in the field of literature, especially within children’s or young adult literature. Even some more recent texts like Speak or A Wrinkle in Time are continuously talked about from house to house. I often wonder what young adult books from our present time will be talked about in fifty years… a hundred years? …
I think we have all lost a friendship in our lives. It’s an ache that is so different from any other loss — even a breakup or a death. They’re all hard, but they hit differently. In young adult novels, readers often see the total opposite: people becoming friends, falling in love, or just people coming together in general.
When You Were Everything by Ashley Woodfolk is not a story about falling in love, but about something important, and perhaps something not seen as much in young adult literature: the loss of friendship.
In alternating narratives of present and past…
I’ve recently fallen into the terrifying and bizarre world of thrillers. I love a good horror movie, or even some suspense in a movie or book, so it should be no surprise that I started thrillers. A thriller I was seeing all over social media (especially BookTube) is The Death of Mrs. Westaway by Ruth Ware. One of my favorite book bloggers, BooksandLala gave the book 4.5 stars, so I had to give it a shot. She calls the novel cinematic and engaging, and the best of Ware’s books so far.
The Death of Mrs. Westaway starts off with Hal…
I am a graduate student studying children’s literature. I work in my school’s National Center for the Study of Children’s Literature. I ❤ books