Showing posts with label Acquisitions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Acquisitions. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Filling my mind up

"I have a story that's really going to fill your mind up: Jack and the Beanstalk. Will that really fill up your mind?"  (Molly, 4)

Molly's use of language often makes me stop and think. What does the expression "fill your mind up" mean? I had to wait for her to use it a few times to learn that she uses it in two senses: to become completely interested or absorbed in something; to restore the mind to its natural state, as she sees it, maintaining an intellectual homeostasis of sorts.

I have been trying to fill my mind up in more than one sense, too. Procrastination takes many forms and mine is usually black, rectangular, and has at times a sluggish WiFi connection; recently, however, thinking about Molly's words caused a tinge of guilt because I would have happily set aside my Kobo Vox for a while just to watch some television.

Luckily, instead, I found Dani's Story: A Journey from Neglect to Love (by Diane and Bernie Lierow with Kay West) the other day while browsing on my ereader though I should have been more concerned about a deadline.

Dani's Story  traces the relationship between a family hoping to adopt and an eight-year-old girl so seriously harmed by her upbringing that she functions at the level of an infant. Definitely, this is heavy subject matter and might not work its way easily into casual conversations that begin with, "So, read anything interesting lately?"

It sounded so promisingly similar to books that I had read as a teen* which usually dated back to the late 60s, 70s or early 80s, were written by a sociologist, social worker, psychologist or psychiatrist, a teacher, a parent...and which told a story about life/work with a child that had special needs. I devoured those books! (And I only just recently thought to ask myself: why were these books scattered throughout my childhood home?) 

Generally, in these books the trajectory started at a poor/devastating prognosis and ended at an against-all-odds reversal of a condition but not always. There was oftentimes a bittersweet ending and, less often, a very sad one; but each book that I read (and the number must be in the dozens) required some sort of emotional commitment that I did not mind (and, admittedly, that can be a deal-breaker because reading decisions are often mood-linked for me).

Because I was unaware of Dani's story through the media, I am glad that I stumbled upon this book because it speaks to the remarkable qualities of fragility and resilience that can be found in a human being in equal measure and by which I have always been both bemused and amazed. I was engrossed from the outset--the description of the initial meeting of everyone involved in Dani's story--until the topic of the eventual media coverage that culminated in appearance on Oprah.

At any rate, I think that I can seen why Molly enjoys the story of Jack and the Beanstalk. Among others, it contains a very apt message: what appears to others to be an unwise or incomprehensible decision can actually yield wonderful, unexpected results.

Think about it. Jack sold his impoverished family's cow for beans but ended up restoring his family's rightful material status, and he lived happily ever after with his mother.

I laboured at the last minute to meet a deadline because I had chosen to read when I should have been working, but the book reconnected me to the nonfiction of my youth; it also unburied memories of discovering the books around my home. My ostensibly unwise decision enabled me to experience the story of Dani and her family. I spend so much of my reading life these days absorbed in the details of the human body that it is great to be reminded of life itself and of the powerful surge of admiration that the sheer mental strength of another such as Dani can inspire.

Naturally, the Lierows' decision was by far more important than my own. They chose to adopt a child with different needs than they had originally imagined for their family, and, as they note, the decision was met with skepticism at best or outright discouragement by some unexpected sources. Certainly, the details of Dani's past are horrifying and unfathomable but in the details of her recovery there are so many rewards.

In Dani's case, the Lierows watched a child come to life as her world filled with love and light. Where others saw only futility and tragedy, the Lierows saw potential and happiness; where others assumed Dani could not form attachments, the Lierows recognized that their initial meeting with Dani established a connection. As a result, they all ended up with the family that they wanted and, it appears, needed.

At several points, the Lierows mention that their other children helped throughout the adoption process because their behaviour was unencumbered by prejudice and bias. Coincidentally, shortly after I had finished reading Dani's Story, Devyn said, "Why can't everyone just see that everyone is different and then help whenever someone else needs it?" I then realized that Devyn, at eight years old, is so very strong. She defends others on the playground even if it means losing friends; she, too, sees ability where others see disability.

How easy it is to forget that children are great teachers! After reading Dani's story, I paused to gather my thoughts before jumping into another book. I realized that it is impossible to keep track of just how much and how often I learn from my children, but I do, in fact, learn: from Molly because she thinks outside the box, has her own special language that causes me to think, and reminds me that the veil of common sense sometimes distorts; from Devyn because she becomes the voice and the strength of others when they need it on the playground and because she instinctively is the change that she would like to see in the world. So, problem-solve creatively, express yourself, and trust your judgement; help others and don't preach about it--just do it. I like those messages. Thanks, girls.
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Tuesday, October 14, 2008

The White Tiger

At 6:00 tonight, I quickly checked my email and discovered that the Man Booker Prize winner had been announced. Aravind Adiga won for The White Tiger which has been on my reading list but which hasn't really moved up at all.

It's part of my South Asian-Caribbean-Nigerian reading path, I just haven't gotten there yet.

Anyway, since I was on my way to the gym at 6:30, I swung by my local book store and picked up a copy whose cover announced that the title had been shortlisted for the prize that is roughly about $100,000 CDN.

When I told the clerk that Aravind Adiga had, in fact, won, I felt like a town crier because the news was so recent!

Wednesday, August 06, 2008

Those cool cards . . .


I noticed a deck of playing cards -- that I'd bought on one of our too-many trips to the toy store -- on a dusty shelf in the basement. The illustration of the box was what attracted me on that particular day and this evening.

The colours are impressive: jazzy, even.

I know that I bought them long before my daughter was able to play cards (she's five and only recently learned how to hold cards fanned out in a 'hand'). I bought them because I liked them.

If I'd paid any attention whatsoever to the packaging, I would have noticed that they are the product of Chris Raschka's hands as part of the Eeboo Great Illustrators Playing Cards Series. A pleasant surprise!

Chris Raschka is the author/illustrator of the rhythmic Charlie Parker Played Be-Bop, a picture book read countless times over the past couple of years in our home. I look forward to reading it with my younger daughter.

The series is still available but it's difficult to actually find out the name of the illustrator of each deck. I lost patience after trying the most obvious: eeBoo, Baby Geniuses, etc.

But, in the search for some, any information about these playing cards, I discovered that a book that I'd bought just last month was, coincidentally, recalled last month due to possible lead contamination of an attached gift item. An unpleasant surprise!


The Magical Ballet Slippers comes with a ballet-slippers charm.

Anyway, obviously, not all of my shopping works out. But, I'm going to look for Charlie Parker Played Be-Bop now -- it has to be around here somewhere -- because I know my baby will enjoy it, even at 15 months of age. As for the cards, I'll show them to Devyn. I know she'll love them as much as I do.

Sunday, March 09, 2008

Down The Pipe

I just ordered Manil Suri's The Death of Vishnu. I also just bought Girls of Riyadh by Rajaa Alsanea and Intrepreter of Maladies by Jhumpa Lahiri . I've steadfastly avoided seeing anything about the movie based on The Namesake because I don't want it to spoil the reading experience for me (because I do intend to restart and actually finish it soon).

But, even though at times I don't want to do so, I'm faithfully reading Smilla's Sense of Snow by Peter Hoeg. It's well-written and the characters are interesting; the plot creates suspense but it's not magical for me though I was drawn to its setting in Denmark. I'm not excited about this book; but, then, I haven't finished it, either. I'm uncomfortable saying much about it at the moment.

For Devyn's Easter present, I ordered The Pigeon Finds A Hot Dog by Mo Willems. The series promotes complete interaction from page to page and Devyn goes "crazy like a pig" for Mo Willems's pigeons.

What I am really waiting for is Say You're One of Them by Uwem Akpan, a collection of short fiction due out in June 2008. I actually have it marked on my calendar. In the meantime, I ordered from Audible a reading of one of Uwem Akpan's short stories from the New Yorker Festival 2006 (it also features fiction by Louise Erdrich). I haven't even had time to find out which story it actually is!

Devyn and Molly's Scholastic order arrived on Friday. It's large. Maybe I'll post the titles with links later. No promises.

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Short fiction, Uwem Akpan, "My Parents' Bedroom" The New Yorker (June 12, 2006)
Uwem Akpan Interview with Cressida Leyshon, The New Yorker (June 13, 2005).
Short fiction, Uwem Akpan, "An Xmas Feast" The New Yorker (June 13, 2005)

Short fiction, Jhumpa Lahiri, "Once In A Lifetime" The New Yorker (May 8, 2006)
Article, Pulitzer for Jhumpa Lahiri, Rediff.com (April 11, 2000)
Article, Lahiri as one of 20 writers for 21st century, Rediff.com (June 19, 1999)

Saturday, January 19, 2008

Reading: A pill for intellectual development?

An article in the Telegraph.co.uk by Michael Morpurgo today about instilling the love of reading in children is followed by the Telegraph's guide to the 100 books that every child should read (per three age groups).

Mr. Morpurgo says that Britain (though it sounds pretty widespread to me) is in a muddle about literacy. Treating the ability to read as a tool for success rather than focussing on the appreciation of storytelling and the story have created the commodification of reading. He partly blames education:

Ironically, it may be responsible both for the great blossoming of our literature, and at the same time for leaving so many with the impression that literature is not for them, but the preserve of a certain educated elite. As a consequence, much of our society has become separated from its own stories.

When I reflect on my early reading experiences, those that come immediately to mind involve teachers/librarians/authors reading to the class. I guess that I already had a love of story.

At any rate, there are some surprising choices for the Top 100s (because I haven't seen them very often on other lists of the sort) and I'm glad that I have copies of many of the titles. I've not read all of what I own.

There's a story by Jacqueline Wilson -- one of my favourites -- that I haven't read and now intend to do so: The Story of Tracy Beaker.

Some of my childhood favourites, read over and over again, made the lists: Pippi Longstocking, Winnie The Pooh, Tom's Midnight Garden, The Outsiders.

Books I've avoided appear: Watership Down. (I've avoided it because I've heard that it's powerful emotionally and it has taken me years to grow comfortable with The Velveteen Rabbit. I don't want to go through that again.) Charlotte's Web. As a child, the story saddened me.

Book(s) I didn't like appeared, as well: The Story of Babar. Anything Babar, really, I just don't like.

Some books that I've even recently considered reading: I Capture The Castle by Dodie Smith and Coraline by Neil Gaiman (both started years back but remain unfinished).

Some books that I'd like to buy made the lists: The Worst Witch Collection, by Jill Murphy.

A longer version of the article in the Royal Society of Literature Review: http://www.rslit.org/

Here are the lists:
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/arts/main.jhtml?xml=/arts/2008/01/19/bokidsbooks219.xml

Note to self: Er, stop avoiding the books that require intense, emotional engagement. This is a comfort-zone alert!

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Strangers and . . . other animals?

My four-year-old has been told not to talk to strangers for a couple of years now. Lately, she has been asking just what a stranger is. Oftentimes, after speaking to an acquaintance of mine, I'll feel a tug on my shirt: "Is she a stranger?"

What a difficult question!

"Yes," I answer. "But, as long as you're with Mummy, you're safe." She cuddles closer to me.

When I received the Scholastic package that I'd ordered from her supplemental Junior Kindergarten programme last week, I looked for two titles: Never Talk To Strangers by Irma Joyce (illustrated S.D. Schindler) and Don't Talk To Strangers by Christine Mehlhaff (illustrated by Kathi Ember).

I read Never Talk To Strangers first (before the other book and before reading it to my daughter) and my first impression: lt would have been better marketed with a don't-approach-strange-animals message:

If you are hanging from a trapeze

And up sneaks a camel with bony knees,

Remember this rule, if you please --

Never talk to strangers.



I just wondered how a preschooler would abstract from the pictures of animals the idea that people are strangers and that they are dangerous (especially when some of the animals are rarely perceived as dangerous and because children of that age range have difficulty defining "stranger"). Granted, it was written in the 1960s and the author laboured under different social constraints.

Still, I had just started to read when my daughter quipped, "Hey, a giraffe isn't a stranger!"

And that's just about what I'd expected. So, the intended message is constant but lacks, well, meaningful content which makes it less of a message than a . . . slogan. I guess. (Oh, dear, that's probably another post: "Are slogans meaningful?")

Mehlhaff's Don't Talk To Strangers is much more direct and it hits all the right points about stranger safety: don't talk to strangers, don't help strangers, don't accept rides from strangers or acquaintances, etc. It even includes an Internet safety message.

Oh, yes, there are animals -- a family -- but, in this book, they're friendly and they're the main characters.

Understandably, neither book directly addresses possible consequences of disobeying the safety rules and I'm not the only mother trying to figure out how to answer the inevitable "But, why?" question. I suspect that answers are produced and nuanced by each particular parent-child relationship that engages in this dialogue. So far, for me and mine, the books' implied -- and my explicit -- answer suffices: Because it's dangerous and you could get hurt.

I do hereby swear to post interesting and meaningful links about these titles. At some point.

Wednesday, August 30, 2006

Recently

New

Christopher Moore's Lamb - Irreverence. Like a moth to a flame... (Trade paper)

Joy Fielding's The Deep End - Narrator seems as stressed out as I am (Paperback)

Nicholas Sparks's True Believer - Psychics, sceptics and leaps of faith (Trade paper)

Eva Ibbotson's The Beasts of Clawstone Castle - I'm tired of the boy-wizard, It-Girl subgenres and it reminds me very much of Terry Pratchett's Johnny Maxwell Trilogy (Trade paper)

Martha O'Connor's The Bitch Posse - Gift from K on business trip (Trade paper)

Used/Vintage

Cinderella (Softcover, 1932) - I can't resist the colour palette of the 1930s and it's a great addition to my vintage collections

Nancy Drew #1: The Secret Of The Old Clock (Hardcover, 1959) - Need to complete my collection

Nancy Drew #42: The Phantom of Pine Hill (Hardcover, 1965) - Need to complete my collection

Monday, June 12, 2006

An Embarrassment of Literary Riches

I don't usually have a plan when I get to a bookstore. I don't premeditate my browsing. Actually, when I walk through the doors, I feel a little of the anxiety I think I might feel if I'd just won a shopping spree and I had to decide now, now, now where I needed to be. I don't know why the urgency exists. It always has but it disappears, too.

Once I choose a direction, once I've established where I need to be, I browse in a standing-still-forget-where-you-are manner. I like the experience of having to wonder just how long I've been standing in this one spot. I might even have been muttering to myself, for all I know.

Anyway, last night, in a giant bookstore with my husband, I bought: Douglas Coupland's Hey Nostradamus! (Paper) and J. Maarten Troost's Getting Stoned with Savages : A Trip Through the Islands of Fiji and Vanuatu (Paper) and by Justine Larbalestier's Magic or Madness (Paper).

Last week, I bought a box of 10-cent books from an art college sale: beautiful antique and vintage bindings and some new-ish fiction. The number of titles, I'm sorry to say, I don't know yet.

On Sunday, K and I had the opportunity to browse used books and we did. And I bought some! I had the good fortune of finding some vintage Nancy Drew and Hardy Boys to augment my collections. I also found an edition of Louisa May Alcott's Jack and Jill. Each of these books cost 50 cents.

I'm reluctant to tally my findings.

Anyway, I'm reading Coupland's Hey Nostradamus!.

Tuesday, April 04, 2006

When At A Libary Book Sale...

If you're not a collector and, therefore, don't mind a picture book ex libris, grab any title by Kevin Henkes. He is, by far, one of my favourite authors of children's books. Yesterday, I found a copy of Chrysanthemum in much-greater-than-readable condition.

I also found Harriet, You'll Drive Me Wild! by Mem Fox. It's nice to have a copy of our own since, when we read it last year, we had borrowed from the library.

It was a nice surprise to find A Apple Pie by Kate Greenaway:

This classic ABC first appeared with Kate Greenaway's illustrations in 1886 and immediately met with considerable success in Britain, America and France.
The publisher's note describes the rhyme as very ancient and indicates an early reference to it in 1671 by John Eachard.

I also picked up quite a few works of nonfiction since I believe that my daughter's collection is lacking in this particular area: birds, electricity, house construction, etc.

For myself, I picked up some interesting titles but I'll have to list them later.

Tuesday, January 31, 2006

A Good Find, A Provocative Title

One of my favourite sources of buyable books is the library. At the local branch today, I found a copy of The Professor and The Madman: A Tale of Murder, Insanity, and the Making of the Oxford English Dictionary for $1.00 (Cdn).

It's in excellent condition since it was read, obviously, by someone who is careful enough to avoid creasing the binding. That people can do this has always perplexed me. I mean, doesn't the process of losing yourself in a book mean that you must throw yourself into the relationship, come what may?

Author: Simon Winchester
Genre: History
Publisher: English Harper Collins Canada (2005)
Format: Softcover, 242 pp
ISBN: 0060839783

Tuesday, November 01, 2005

Being Mad About...

Madeline

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The morning before yesterday, my long-awaited book club order arrived: Mad About Madeline: The Complete Tales (Ludwig Bemelmans with an introduction by Anna Quindlen). This morning, I unwrapped it. I'm so pleased with it. Like all of the collections that I purchase, nothing is abridged or tampered with. It is Bemelmans straightforward. It also contains a selection of original sketches of Madeline from Bemelmans's sketchbook.

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Coraline

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After three years of procrastination, I finally got around to reading Coraline by Neil Gaiman. I'm not finished but, to this point, I am thrilled by it. I love it. My husband finished reading it just after we purchased the hardcover in 2002 and then I just kept reshuffling it back into the shelves while searching for books to surf and then read.

Tuesday, August 30, 2005

Secrets


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Author: Jacqueline Wilson
Illustrated: Nick Sharratt
Translator: Vanessa Rubio
Publisher: Doubleday/Transworld Publishers/Gallimard Jeunesse (2003)
Format: Paperback, 252 pp
Trim Size 178 x 124 mm
ISBN: 2070537560
Reading Level: Ages 10 - 13

Weeks ago, I ordered Jacqueline Wilson's Secrets online. Unfortunately, I must have misread a blurb because I ordered a French copy and it arrived yesterday.

Our daily outdoor adventure became a trip to the local bookstore at which I purchased The Ultimate French Review and Practice. Yes, I have decided to put my French comprehension to the test and to read the French version.

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Author: David M. Stillman, Ronni L. Gordon
Published: McGraw-Hill (1999)
Format: Trade Paperback, 448 pp
Trim Size: 17.78 x 25.4 x 2.64
ISBN: 0658000748

My reading of the language is far better than my spoken or listening comprehension but it will be a struggle. In the past, I have read in German, a language in which I used to be fluent and can still negotiate rather well, but I have never had such facility in French in my adulthood. An adventure, to be sure!

Wednesday, August 03, 2005

Coping

What do you do when grieving starts? Well, in our family, we head to a large bookstore and browse with the purpose of finding solace.

I developed this habit, this coping mechanism, as a girl of sixteen. When I married, my husband was quick to adopt the same.

Unfortunately, our beloved cat of 10 years passed away yesterday morning and we were laden with grief all day. We planned an evening trip to the bookstore (followed by swinging in the park.)

What soothes, obviously, has to be subjective. In general, I think it is finding a book that I have always wanted to read or finding one that wakens curiosity in an exciting way.

These were our finds:

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Author: Gregory Maguire
Format: Trade Paperback, 466 pp
Published: Harper Collins Canada (October 1996)
Trim Size: 6.12 x 9.21 x 1.13 IN
ISBN: 0060987103

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Author: Jacqueline Wilson
Format: Trade Paperback
Published: CORGI (October 2004)
Trim Size: 5 x 7.55 in
ISBN: 0440863686

My husband found:

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Author: Douglas Hofstadter
Format: Trade Paperback, 800 pp
Published: Basic Books (January 1999)
Trim Size: 6.43 x 9.25 x 1.42 in
ISBN: 0465026567

Nothing replaces grief but a good book can help to distract during the process.

Friday, July 01, 2005

The Antiquarian

My book collection is divided into, well, collections. One of my favourite collections is that of my books on antiques (antique, vintage, used and new). Books for the collector or dealer, by the collector or the expert, can date--in my collection--to the early 1800s. (I highly recommend the experience of reading about antique-collecting mores at the turn of the 19th century.)

Admittedly, I buy so many books that I sometimes forget about the purchase. I recently wrote about my findings at a local thrift shop that was closing and selling its children's books at 50% off the ticketed price. There were other genres, too, for sale.

One such forgotten--but not forgettable--relic is, The Collector's Progress (Revised Edition, 1971).

It was written by Stanley W. Fisher, an antique dealer, who was a member of the British Antique Dealers Association. The cover boasts the distinction of an authoritative look at the subject from the "dual viewpoint of collector and dealer." (It should be noted that there are, nowadays, several publications authored by the collector/dealer.)

As you would expect, the revised edition of this title is less collectible than the first edition (1957); at the time of publication, some thirty years ago, the original edition was considered a rare collector's item.