- The Phantom Tollbooth
- From the Mixed-Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler
- Charlotte's Web
- Starring Sally J. Freedman as Herself
When I was her age, I was a safety patrol. I worked with a crossing guard named Mrs. Chichester. She was so nice. Once, she asked me about my report card and I showed it to her. I had gotten good grades, and she gave me a $5 bill as a reward. Keep in mind that this was in 1981, so a fiver seemed like a pretty good deal. I rode my bike straight to a used book store and bought several books. Then I plowed through them. I was over the moon.
I think it's time to accept that my daughter doesn't have the same interests. She still has to read, though, so I came up with a new plan: a mother-daughter book club. Instead of choosing a book she likes or one that strikes a nostalgic note in my heart, I poked around and found one that lots of people seem to like: a book called Wonder. It gets good reviews and such. I couldn't wait to tell my daughter about my plan.
"We're going to have our own book club!" I told her. I explained how we can read the book at the same time and then discuss it as we go.
I can't say that my proposal was met with a lot of enthusiasm. I watched for an eyeroll and listened for the exasperated sighing, but she mostly just looked at the floor. "Okay," she said, seeming to realize it would be hard to dissuade me. I've already purchased a copy of the book for and plan to download my copy onto my Kindle.
Tweens are tricky, I tell you what. One minute she seems to wish I'd just drop through the floor (I am hearing the words, "Mom, you are NOT funny" an awful lot) and then the next minute she can't find the bagels or put conditioner in my hair by herself.
I think there is a strong possibility I will be reading this book by myself. I'll let you know how it goes.