This week's book is called, "Little Blog on the Prairie,"by Cathleen Davitt Bell.
Summary:
Thirteen-year-old Genevieve, or Gen, Welsh has no idea what her family is getting in to when they spend the summer at Camp Frontier in Wyoming. Gen, her parents, and her younger brother, Gavin, relenquish all their electronics, toiletries, clothing, and all other modern conveniences to live in a small cabin designed to reflect frontier life in 1890. Three other families live near them, doing the same thing, along with the camp owners and their teenage daughter, Nora. But as Gen learns to churn butter and milk a cow, she also sends texts to her friends back home on the new cell phone her parents promised her if she gives Camp Frontier a chance. One friend turns her texts into a popular blog, and the modern world meets 1890 in surprising, hilarious ways.
Look for this book at your local library and get ready to become a tired, little pioneer out in the wilderness!
Recommended for wilderness lovers, bookworms, bloggers, and texters.
More Info:
Little Blog on the Prairie
Cathleen Davitt Bell
Contemporary
Grades 4-7
276 pages
Saturday, May 19, 2012
Friday, May 18, 2012
The Brittle Battle For Queen of Hearts Part 1
By M2
Ansley stood there in a dreaming trance, looking at the Valentine Dance poster.
"Ans? Earth to Ansley?" one of Ansley's best friends, Lia Simone called. "C'mon! We just GOTTA go to our seats at the dock. I'm dying to see my Justin!" she said love-struck.
Ansley smiled. "Of course! Only your POPULAR Justin, Kia's POPULAR Cale and my POPULAR Joshie would be on the dock! We ALL are popular!"
Ansley was so caught up on boasting about how popular she was that she hadn't noticed a runaway corn dog stand hurdling toward her.
Luckily, her boyfriend, Josh Dweller, pushed her out of the way. Unfortunately for her, the chili sauce on the cart tipped over, and landed right on her designer, chic, white blouse and splattered a smaller portion on Lia and Kia.
A boy her grade came running over. "Man, my cart!" he exclaimed pulling it upright to it's normal position.
"That's YOUR cart!?" Ansley screeched looking at the disaster on her clothes as the boy nodded. "YOU, YOU GEEK! DO YOU SEE WHAT YOU DID TO MY SHIRT?! THIS IS GENUINE!"
"Look, dork face." Josh reached for a napkin on the cart and tried to help his shrieking girlfriend. "Just take your dumb corn dog cart away, and you are forbidden from coming to the 'popularity dock' ever."
Shame-faced boy picked up his cart, and walked away.
Ansley stood there in a dreaming trance, looking at the Valentine Dance poster.
"Ans? Earth to Ansley?" one of Ansley's best friends, Lia Simone called. "C'mon! We just GOTTA go to our seats at the dock. I'm dying to see my Justin!" she said love-struck.
Ansley smiled. "Of course! Only your POPULAR Justin, Kia's POPULAR Cale and my POPULAR Joshie would be on the dock! We ALL are popular!"
Ansley was so caught up on boasting about how popular she was that she hadn't noticed a runaway corn dog stand hurdling toward her.
Luckily, her boyfriend, Josh Dweller, pushed her out of the way. Unfortunately for her, the chili sauce on the cart tipped over, and landed right on her designer, chic, white blouse and splattered a smaller portion on Lia and Kia.
A boy her grade came running over. "Man, my cart!" he exclaimed pulling it upright to it's normal position.
"That's YOUR cart!?" Ansley screeched looking at the disaster on her clothes as the boy nodded. "YOU, YOU GEEK! DO YOU SEE WHAT YOU DID TO MY SHIRT?! THIS IS GENUINE!"
"Look, dork face." Josh reached for a napkin on the cart and tried to help his shrieking girlfriend. "Just take your dumb corn dog cart away, and you are forbidden from coming to the 'popularity dock' ever."
Shame-faced boy picked up his cart, and walked away.
Tuesday, May 15, 2012
Sound Effects Part 4 - Requested By: ---
Ivy quickly scanned the area. That's what the Gossip Groups were there for, ya know.
She saw the helpless Selene Violet in the corner, Ashton Kent being worshipped by denial populars, Mason Williamson, also a mega popular, flirting with Claire Grae, who, although had a boyfriend, seemed to adore the attention, and soon-to-be all star musician, Nick Vista, playing a few piano notes on his laptop.
Lastly, Ivy couldn't help keep glancing back at Makenzy Norse, the girl she was sure going to be caught up in the Clearest, Clairest Tide of the Popular Ocean.
Makenzy was different; like none other. The drained little girl at home was a confident young woman at school. Her outfit was stunning, but not expensive enough to be as high as Claire. Her shiny brown hair straightened, but the most perfect curls at the end. Her eyes cunning, but the sweetest ever seen.
'This is the final test, the major of majors,' Ivy thought. Makenzy had just grabbed her lunch when she came to a pitchfork in the road divided by the many expensive, chestnut tables.
Makenzy could choose to be a popular, on the left, where Ivy would know she would totally make it in, or, to the right, and sit with the musicians, the actors, the nerds, and the nobodies.
Ivy was sure she would pick left, but wiped her out in surprise when she went right. She took a total detour avoiding eyes, oblivious to stares, and sent her genuine smiles in many directions.
And she sat right next to Selene. The whole cafeteria must have gone quiet; Ivy realized that everyone had been watching Makenzy to make sure she joined the populars.
Everyone had been wrong.
She saw the helpless Selene Violet in the corner, Ashton Kent being worshipped by denial populars, Mason Williamson, also a mega popular, flirting with Claire Grae, who, although had a boyfriend, seemed to adore the attention, and soon-to-be all star musician, Nick Vista, playing a few piano notes on his laptop.
Lastly, Ivy couldn't help keep glancing back at Makenzy Norse, the girl she was sure going to be caught up in the Clearest, Clairest Tide of the Popular Ocean.
Makenzy was different; like none other. The drained little girl at home was a confident young woman at school. Her outfit was stunning, but not expensive enough to be as high as Claire. Her shiny brown hair straightened, but the most perfect curls at the end. Her eyes cunning, but the sweetest ever seen.
'This is the final test, the major of majors,' Ivy thought. Makenzy had just grabbed her lunch when she came to a pitchfork in the road divided by the many expensive, chestnut tables.
Makenzy could choose to be a popular, on the left, where Ivy would know she would totally make it in, or, to the right, and sit with the musicians, the actors, the nerds, and the nobodies.
Ivy was sure she would pick left, but wiped her out in surprise when she went right. She took a total detour avoiding eyes, oblivious to stares, and sent her genuine smiles in many directions.
And she sat right next to Selene. The whole cafeteria must have gone quiet; Ivy realized that everyone had been watching Makenzy to make sure she joined the populars.
Everyone had been wrong.
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