




If anyone sees me, I thought, I‘ll be in trouble.
Regardless of that thought, I dragged a chair over to the display window and stood on it as I opened it and took out what I wanted. And sure enough, just as I was stepping down, work samples in hand, my principal came walking down the hall.
“You should always have a spotter if you are standing on a chair,”she said, smiling. She knows the rules, but understands a short teacher’s reality.
I was a bit under the weather this weekend and I have been madly rereading and fact-checking my Sibert nominees, so I’ve not read a lot that I can post about. I did learn that one of my favorite audiobook narrators, Katherine Kellgren, passed away earlier this month. She is the sort of narrator that brings a book to life. If she reads it, I would check it out. I would even search the libraries audiobooks using her name as my search term!
Her are some of my favorites, narrated by Katherine.
First, she narrated all twelve books in the Bloody Jack series, by L. A. Meyer.
She narrated two very funny books My Lady Jane, for teens, and Ms. Rapscott’s Girls for elementary-aged readers.
She also read a number of picture books and adult fiction, from adventure and mystery to romance.
The next time you are looking for a great audiobook, see what you can find that is read by Katherine Kellgren.
I had an out of building meeting on Monday, but still managed to talk about five books. I am sneaky that way.
Tuesday, I shared Making Bombs For Hilter by Marsha Forchuk Skrypuch, who lives in the town where I did my last year of high school.
Wednesday, the kids clearly needed something less serious, so I chose Zombie Baseball Beatdown by Paolo Bacigalupi.
Thursday, I caught up and gave them a twofer: two books by N. H Senzai, N. H Senzai. Escape from Aleppo, her new book, and Saving Kabul Corner.
Friday, I shared Finding Audrey by Sophie Kinsella, just because I love it.
My hands are better than they used to be. In fact, all of my skin is much better than it has ever been. Every once and I while though, I feel that tear, the one that lets me know I need to redouble my efforts moisturizing my hands.
It has been so bad in the past that once, when I was writing under the document camera a student actually said, “Ms. Gillespie, your hands really freak me out!”
Sometimes, they really freak me out, too.
But not right now.
Although there are a few problem areas, right now, only the knuckle on the middle finger of my right hand freaks me out. There is a canyon that runs perpendicular to the folds of the knuckle. I can’t say it hurts, really, but I am certainly aware of its presence. I do, however, take great pleasure watching the canyon fill with cream, turning it white, from the red it was before. It brings a kind of relief – a flexibility of the skin where there was only tightness before.
It is an ongoing battle. Really more like skirmishes these days. Anyone with eczema has to constantly channel Winston Churchill and say
“We shall defend our skin, whatever the cost may be, we shall fight on the fingers, we shall fight in the crooks of our elbows, we shall fight on the feet and the backs of our knees, we shall fight on the forehead we shall never surrender.”
Unsurprisingly, two of my favorite past-times are knitting and reading. A perfect stormy day in the Pacific Northwest combines the two – I can knit while listening to an audiobook!
This rainy weekend, I spent a little time not knitting, but reading about fans of my two favorite past-times.
Baabwaa & Wooliam, written by David Elliott and illustrated by Melissa Sweet, is an amusing tale that shows the power of story.
Publisher’s Summary: Baabwaa is a sheep who loves to knit. Wooliam is a sheep who loves to read. It sounds a bit boring, but they like it. Then, quite unexpectedly, a third sheep shows up. A funny-looking sheep who wears a tattered wool coat and has long, dreadfully decaying teeth. Wooliam, being well-read, recognizes their new acquaintance: the Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing! The wolf is so flattered to discover his literary reputation precedes him that he stops trying to eat Baabwaa and Wooliam. And a discovery by the sheep turns the encounter into an unexpected friendship.
The book is funny, and, in this time of entrenched beliefs opposite sides of a great chasm, it offers an intelligent way to bridge the gap.
Knitting, spinning, and assorted awesomeness.
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A blog about children's & YA lit, with some basset news thrown in
A blog about children's & YA lit, with some basset news thrown in
A blog about children's & YA lit, with some basset news thrown in
A blog about children's & YA lit, with some basset news thrown in
A blog about children's & YA lit, with some basset news thrown in
A blog about children's & YA lit, with some basset news thrown in
Opening books to open minds.
The art of story.
Inquiring My Way Forward
A blog about children's & YA lit, with some basset news thrown in
A blog about children's & YA lit, with some basset news thrown in
A blog about children's & YA lit, with some basset news thrown in
A potluck of ideas from five children's book authors and illustrators
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