highly recommend this beautiful picture book
we need to remember
that people are still doing good things everywhere
and we can do good things for others right where we are
Showing posts with label Book. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Book. Show all posts
March 30, 2023
March 29, 2023
Counting Blessings
Another package arrived!
My friend, Christine, sent a book to Pearl and my class.
How kind and generous! We are grateful and enjoying it so much.
The book, "Dog Saves Duck", is a true story about a sweet friendship.
July 20, 2022
akr inspired | 588
May 30, 2022
July 7, 2021
akr inspired | 438
Three books I'm going to finish reading this summer -
Story Workshop by Susan Harris MacKay
Messy Maths by Juliet Robertson
Dirty Teaching by Juliet Robertson
March 27, 2021
akr inspired | 382
Three books on my wish list -
Story Workshop by Susan Harris MacKay
The Black Friend by Frederick Joseph
The Book of Eleven by Amy Krouse Rosenthal
February 2, 2021
June 29, 2020
June 2, 2020
a sentence a day | 2
by Jelani Memory
Some conversations are difficult,
but they are important to have.
Books can help start the talking.
I shared a link to this book
with my students' families.
They have been expressing
their gratitude.
May 5, 2020
December 11, 2019
November 22, 2019
November 19, 2019
akr inspired | 198
To get a true sense of the book, I have to spend a few moments inside. I'll glance at the first couple of pages, then flip around to somewhere in the middle, see if the language matches me somehow....It could be something as simple yet weirdly potent as a single word (tangerine). We're meant to be, that sentence and me. And when it happens, you just know. - Amy Krouse Rosenthal, Encyclopedia of an Ordinary Life
April 29, 2019
Quote | Mere Sight
Many people, myself among them, feel better at the mere sight of a book.
- Jane Smiley
April 3, 2019
akr inspired | 159
Three of my favorite non-fiction books -
Textbook by Amy Krouse Rosenthal
Encyclopedia of an Ordinary Life by Amy Krouse Rosenthal
Anxious for Nothing by Max Lucado
April 2, 2019
akr inspired | 158
Three of my favorite fiction books -
Redeeming Love by Francine Rivers
A Voice in the Wind by Francine Rivers
Safely Home by Randy Alcorn
Redeeming Love by Francine Rivers
A Voice in the Wind by Francine Rivers
Safely Home by Randy Alcorn
March 13, 2019
February 16, 2019
akr inspired | 128
serendipity
Last week, I read the young readers edition of "The Boys in the Boat". (It was a Frenchy's find from a long time ago.) I enjoyed it immensely and found myself thinking that I would really like to have the original book to read. I wasn't counting on having it anytime soon though!
Today I had to put in time before the volleyball match so I decided to browse in thrift stores. I wasn't going to go to Frenchys, because I had stopped in yesterday. I realized that I had not checked the book table so I decided to go back. (I often find treasures for my classroom.) As I dug through the books, imagine my surprise when I saw this cover! (I wish some other things I'm thinking would come to be that easily!)
February 9, 2019
February 8, 2019
something I read | The Boys in the Boat
I picked the book up at Frenchys, because of the cover. It was a beautiful hardcover, and I noticed it was about a rowing team who went to the Olympics in 1936. As I read it, I was captivated by the lives of Joe, the other young rowers, and their mentors.
After his mother passed away, Joe's life was filled with hardships. As a boy and a teenager, he had to fend for himself over and over. He made a way to attend the University of Washington where he tried out for the freshman row team. It was far from easy. After he was named to the first-boat, the boys went out on Lake Union together. This moment caught me.
I was moved by how this captures the deep need for belonging.At the north end of the lake, the coxswain called out, "Way...nuff!" The boys stopped rowing. The shell glided to a stop, the long oars trailing in the water alongside them. The boys sat without talking, breathing heavily, exhaling plumes of white breath in the darkness. Even now that they had stopped rowing, their breathing was synchronized, and for a brief, fragile moment it seemed to Joe as if all of them were part of a single thing, something alive with breath and spirit of its own. Joe gulped huge drafts of the frigid air and sat staring at the city lights in the darkness --- the amber lights of downtown, the ruby-red lights of radio towers, the green lights on docks along the shore. He watched the scene turn into a soft blur of colors as tears filled his eyes. For the first time since his family had left him, Joe began to cry. - Daniel James Brown
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