I am so excited by this. Isn't it amazing that those things that once seemed impossible, like finding out the color of a dinosaur, aren't?
The Grapes of Wrath has been my reading nemesis for the past ten years. I couldn't ever actually finish it. January 2010 goes down as the month I conquered it. Finished! But it was a completely worthy foe, and a new favorite. Other books I've read recently that made the mighty list: Captain Corelli's Mandolin, Jurassic Park, Catcher in the Rye, and The Hunger Games.
Quotes from the third grade:
"I didn't get any peace or love from that story, cause I was looking at the stars on the wall."
Me: "What slows objects down?" Smarty-Pants Anthony: "Fraction."
"Who is that? Is he a basketball player?"--when a black character showed up in a book we were reading.
"I was late fo school because my dad was in the bathwoom doing number two, and it took fo-eveh."
One girl, after doing a spastic dance where her legs were going all over the place: "And that's not fat. It's pure muscle. I got 'em from my dad."
I haven't lost my keys since Christmas.
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