Eye of the Storm is an engaging picturebook that provides some basic information about the formation of and devastation by hurricanes. The illustrations are colorful and bright. No photographs are included-- all illustrations are digital drawings. The text provided a good amount of detail but was written in kid-friendly language. Clarification of new terminology is provided such as "Once a hurricane makes landfall, or arrives on solid ground, it slows down." (p. 14)
The book also provided important non-fiction text elements that could be helpful in teaching research skills. A Table of Contents, headings, a short index, and additional web and print resources are included. One element I thought was missing were labels or keys for some of the illustrations. As the text described the formation and movement of hurricanes, weather symbols such as red and blue arrows were used as well as a psuedo-map of the areas near the Equator. As an adult somewhat familiar with weather symbols and knowledgeable about a world map, I was able to interpret what I saw in the illustration. However, I am none too convinced that a young reader would understand the illustration. A "Content Advisor" is listed on the title page, but otherwise no citations or references are included.
Eye of the Storm is an engaging and informative non-fiction book that I will recommend to second grade teachers at my school.
Sunday, April 29, 2007
Mistakes that Worked by Charlotte Foltz Jones
In the non-fiction book, Mistakes that Worked, Foltz explains how different inventions were created by accident. In short excerpts, the reader learns about lots of household items, foods, clothes, medicines, etc. Some of the stories seem based on documented fact and others on folklore or stories. I thought the author did a good job of letting the reader what was fact and what was conjecture.
Some of the interesting things I learned were that Coca-Cola is named because of some of the ingredients from the original formula, ice-cream cones became popular during the St Louis World's Fair, the chocolate chip cookie wasn't invented until the 1930s, and piggy banks in the shape of pigs were a result of the linguistically similar word "pygg" (a clay material) that was used during the middle ages. This book also states that Perrault, the writer of the Cinderella story most of us are familiar with, made a mistake when he gave her a glass slipper. The author writes that earlier versions the slippers were fur. However, the french word for fur and glass are similar. Perrault apparently confused the two and gave her a glass slipper.
I appreciated several aspects of the book. With each section, quotes by famous inventors were included to underscore the idea that mistakes can end up making for great discoveries. Mark Twain wrote, in his notebook, "Name the greatest of all the inventors. Accident." (introduction) I also appreciated that historical information was given where appropriate to set the invention into the timeperiod. For instance, Jones introduces Coca-Cola with: "The date was May 8, 1886. The Civil War had been over for twenty-one years. Grover Cleveland was the President of the United States. And, in Atlanta, Georgia, a pharmacist..." Information about world records, additional interesting facts, museums, and even some recipes are included to accompany different mistakes.
I'm not convinced that the author cited well enough for today's standards. In the front matter, acknowledgements are including listing many people and groups that, presumably, provided information and a "Selected Bibliography" is included as well. However, the author does not provide any citations within the text to indicate where specific information came from. So, I have to take all I read with a grain of salt.
Some of the interesting things I learned were that Coca-Cola is named because of some of the ingredients from the original formula, ice-cream cones became popular during the St Louis World's Fair, the chocolate chip cookie wasn't invented until the 1930s, and piggy banks in the shape of pigs were a result of the linguistically similar word "pygg" (a clay material) that was used during the middle ages. This book also states that Perrault, the writer of the Cinderella story most of us are familiar with, made a mistake when he gave her a glass slipper. The author writes that earlier versions the slippers were fur. However, the french word for fur and glass are similar. Perrault apparently confused the two and gave her a glass slipper.
I appreciated several aspects of the book. With each section, quotes by famous inventors were included to underscore the idea that mistakes can end up making for great discoveries. Mark Twain wrote, in his notebook, "Name the greatest of all the inventors. Accident." (introduction) I also appreciated that historical information was given where appropriate to set the invention into the timeperiod. For instance, Jones introduces Coca-Cola with: "The date was May 8, 1886. The Civil War had been over for twenty-one years. Grover Cleveland was the President of the United States. And, in Atlanta, Georgia, a pharmacist..." Information about world records, additional interesting facts, museums, and even some recipes are included to accompany different mistakes.
I'm not convinced that the author cited well enough for today's standards. In the front matter, acknowledgements are including listing many people and groups that, presumably, provided information and a "Selected Bibliography" is included as well. However, the author does not provide any citations within the text to indicate where specific information came from. So, I have to take all I read with a grain of salt.
Because of Winn-Dixie by Kate DiCamillo
Because of Winn-Dixie ... Opal makes friends in her new home of Naomi, Florida. Winn-Dixie is a special dog with an uncanny knack for making friends. The combination of his dog smile, wagging tail, and sneezing fits are lovable to almost everyone he meets.
When Opal and her father move to Naomi for ministry at her father's new church, Opal is lonely. It's summer so she doesn't have the opportunity to make friends at school. In addition, she becomes increasingly curious about her mother, who left when Opal was very young.
With Winn-Dixie's help, Opal befriends the lonely librarian, the local witch, a clerk at the pet store, some boys who tease her, a friendly younger girl, and a "pinch-faced" girl. In addition, Opal's relationship with her father improves because Winn-Dixie makes her brave enough to ask her father more and her father is brought out of his shell by lovable Winn-Dixie. Along the way, Opal learns to understand others more and is thus able to make what some might consider to be an unusual set of friends.
Each of her friends was able to help her grow in some small way. The witch helped her to understand personal demons (not in those words though) and mistakes, so that she could understand her mother a little more. Her father helped her to look beyond the front the "pinch-faced girl" put on and open herself up to boys who had a strange way of making friends.
By the end of summer, I'm sure Opal was not lonely anymore. I think children could relate to Opal's feelings of isolation and could also gain tolerance for others by seeing her befriend unlikely individuals.
When Opal and her father move to Naomi for ministry at her father's new church, Opal is lonely. It's summer so she doesn't have the opportunity to make friends at school. In addition, she becomes increasingly curious about her mother, who left when Opal was very young.
With Winn-Dixie's help, Opal befriends the lonely librarian, the local witch, a clerk at the pet store, some boys who tease her, a friendly younger girl, and a "pinch-faced" girl. In addition, Opal's relationship with her father improves because Winn-Dixie makes her brave enough to ask her father more and her father is brought out of his shell by lovable Winn-Dixie. Along the way, Opal learns to understand others more and is thus able to make what some might consider to be an unusual set of friends.
Each of her friends was able to help her grow in some small way. The witch helped her to understand personal demons (not in those words though) and mistakes, so that she could understand her mother a little more. Her father helped her to look beyond the front the "pinch-faced girl" put on and open herself up to boys who had a strange way of making friends.
By the end of summer, I'm sure Opal was not lonely anymore. I think children could relate to Opal's feelings of isolation and could also gain tolerance for others by seeing her befriend unlikely individuals.
The Land I Lost by Huynh Quang Nhuong
The Land I Lost is a biography about the hamlet where Huynh Quang Nhuong grew up before and during the Vietnam War. It seems strange to say it is a biography of a place, but in fact the "land" is the most important thing discussed in the book.
In each chapter, the reader discovers the dangers, joys, and stories of the jungle, river, and homes in and near the hamlet where Huynh grew up. I learned about the most dangerous animals in the areas and read stories of what happened to people who had run-ins with them. I got to know the water buffalo, Tank, that loyally served Huhnh's family. Tank not only helped in the field, but also helped catch fish, eels, otters and protect the people from wild hogs and tigers.
While not explicitely stated in the text, I inferred that the people learned to live with nature. They seemed to respect it as something to understand, use and protect themselves against as necessary, but not something to overtake or ruin.
At the beginning of the text, the author provides a note giving some background as to how secluded the hamlet was and the background of his family. At the end of the note, he writes: "I always planned to return to my hamlet to live the rest of my life there. But war disrupted my dreams. The land I love was lost to me forever." (p. xi) However, the war is not mentioned again until the last few chapters. He writes: "Once, during the endless years of fighting in Vietnam, a rocket blew up the bamboo bush." (p.124) and "One day when I was in the field with the herd, fierce fighting between the French forces and the Resistance led by Ho Chi Mihn erupted in our hamlet." (p.125)
I appreciated that the author chose to remind the reader of what the war cost him and what it ruined, but was mentioned briefly enough that I was able to enjoy the stories of his youth. I also appreciate that the author mentioned it at the beginning and ending only. It set the stage for my reading; I read knowing that things must not be the same anymore. And, it finished my reading; I read about how the war destroyed one of the most precious things in Huynh's childhood.
As a self-absorbed American (aren't we all?) I know little about Vietnam except how America was involved in the war. Now I understand a little more about the culture, people and land there--at least prior to the war.
In each chapter, the reader discovers the dangers, joys, and stories of the jungle, river, and homes in and near the hamlet where Huynh grew up. I learned about the most dangerous animals in the areas and read stories of what happened to people who had run-ins with them. I got to know the water buffalo, Tank, that loyally served Huhnh's family. Tank not only helped in the field, but also helped catch fish, eels, otters and protect the people from wild hogs and tigers.
While not explicitely stated in the text, I inferred that the people learned to live with nature. They seemed to respect it as something to understand, use and protect themselves against as necessary, but not something to overtake or ruin.
At the beginning of the text, the author provides a note giving some background as to how secluded the hamlet was and the background of his family. At the end of the note, he writes: "I always planned to return to my hamlet to live the rest of my life there. But war disrupted my dreams. The land I love was lost to me forever." (p. xi) However, the war is not mentioned again until the last few chapters. He writes: "Once, during the endless years of fighting in Vietnam, a rocket blew up the bamboo bush." (p.124) and "One day when I was in the field with the herd, fierce fighting between the French forces and the Resistance led by Ho Chi Mihn erupted in our hamlet." (p.125)
I appreciated that the author chose to remind the reader of what the war cost him and what it ruined, but was mentioned briefly enough that I was able to enjoy the stories of his youth. I also appreciate that the author mentioned it at the beginning and ending only. It set the stage for my reading; I read knowing that things must not be the same anymore. And, it finished my reading; I read about how the war destroyed one of the most precious things in Huynh's childhood.
As a self-absorbed American (aren't we all?) I know little about Vietnam except how America was involved in the war. Now I understand a little more about the culture, people and land there--at least prior to the war.
The Westing Game by Ellen Raskin
The Westing Game is a mystery involving a group of possible heirs to Sam Westing's fortune. Through a strange game set up by Westing before he was murdered, the characters must determine the murderer in order to inherit his money. As the reader, you are privy to the clues each heir receives. There are other inconsistencies, details, and clues in the text so that you can solve the mystery.
As a reader, I enjoyed the story and getting to know the characters but I didn't feel the need to try and solve the case before it was revealed to me in the story. I noticed some of the details that would have helped me figure it all out, but I was content to keep reading and let the characters do the work.
The plot is full of twists and turns and pulls you in successfully. At the end of the first, 4 page chapter, the text reads: "Who were these people, these specially selected tenants? They were mothers and fathers and children. A dressmaker, a secretary, an inventor, a doctor, a judge. And, oh yes, one was a bookie, one was a burglar, one was a bomber, and one was a mistake. Barney Northrup had rented one of the apartments to the wrong person." (p.5) At this point, I was eager to figure out who the bookie, burglar, bomber, and mistake were.
For a light-hearted read that engages, this book does the trick. I remember reading it in school and really enjoying it. In fact, it is one of only a handful of things I even remember reading as a school assignment prior to AP English. I think it has the potential to engage even reluctant readers with the plot twists and clues.
As a reader, I enjoyed the story and getting to know the characters but I didn't feel the need to try and solve the case before it was revealed to me in the story. I noticed some of the details that would have helped me figure it all out, but I was content to keep reading and let the characters do the work.
The plot is full of twists and turns and pulls you in successfully. At the end of the first, 4 page chapter, the text reads: "Who were these people, these specially selected tenants? They were mothers and fathers and children. A dressmaker, a secretary, an inventor, a doctor, a judge. And, oh yes, one was a bookie, one was a burglar, one was a bomber, and one was a mistake. Barney Northrup had rented one of the apartments to the wrong person." (p.5) At this point, I was eager to figure out who the bookie, burglar, bomber, and mistake were.
For a light-hearted read that engages, this book does the trick. I remember reading it in school and really enjoying it. In fact, it is one of only a handful of things I even remember reading as a school assignment prior to AP English. I think it has the potential to engage even reluctant readers with the plot twists and clues.
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Locomotion by Jacqueline Woodson
I think this was the perfect time for me to have read this book. As someone who can write a paper but has never felt the urge to write for pleasure, I’ve been thinking a lot about why writers write this week. Between reading Rylant’s autobiographical But I’ll Be Back Again and Waiting to Waltz to thinking about Beth’s post about VA Tech, to our discussion in class, I’ve been thinking. Locomotion by Jacqueline Woodson is written from the perspective of a boy, nicknamed Locomotion, who learns to deal with the loss of his parents and sister through poetry. In fact, the book is written as poetry. So, many of the poems discuss how poetry is giving him a voice for his pain.
As an avid reader, it never occurred to me to actually try writing myself. But, after this I think the seed has been planted. Maybe I can use writing to help me in times of great emotion. I think Locomotion would be a perfect way to introduce kids to the idea that writing can be just for you and doesn’t have to be for school.
In some ways, Locomotion reminded me of another book I read this semester—Out of the Dust by Karen Hesse. Both are written about loss in a poetic form. However, Locomotion is a contemporary kid living in a city. While the girl in Out of the Dust lives during the dustbowl in the rural Midwest.
At first a lot of the poems explain poetry. One named “Line Break Poem” tells how Lonnie’s teacher explained the purpose of line breaks. The early poems revolve around the memories of his family. But, as the book progresses, I was able to see how he was healing. Many poems still involve memories of his family, but his friends at school and new memories with his sister take on a more important role. I enjoyed witnessing his progression in the subtle form of poetry. There was more for me to figure out than with prose.
I do wonder, though, why is this one classified as poetry and Out of the Dust as fiction?
As an avid reader, it never occurred to me to actually try writing myself. But, after this I think the seed has been planted. Maybe I can use writing to help me in times of great emotion. I think Locomotion would be a perfect way to introduce kids to the idea that writing can be just for you and doesn’t have to be for school.
In some ways, Locomotion reminded me of another book I read this semester—Out of the Dust by Karen Hesse. Both are written about loss in a poetic form. However, Locomotion is a contemporary kid living in a city. While the girl in Out of the Dust lives during the dustbowl in the rural Midwest.
At first a lot of the poems explain poetry. One named “Line Break Poem” tells how Lonnie’s teacher explained the purpose of line breaks. The early poems revolve around the memories of his family. But, as the book progresses, I was able to see how he was healing. Many poems still involve memories of his family, but his friends at school and new memories with his sister take on a more important role. I enjoyed witnessing his progression in the subtle form of poetry. There was more for me to figure out than with prose.
I do wonder, though, why is this one classified as poetry and Out of the Dust as fiction?
In But I’ll Be Back Again, Cynthia Rylant tells us of the experiences that shaped her as a writer—her childhood including her family, first loves, and The Beatles. I see now that in some ways she is Summer from Missing May, the boy wanting a doctor’s kit in Silver Packages, and the teenager whose father “went away on business” in I Had Seen Castles. While she did not profess that all of these details from her stories resulted from her own life, I think perhaps they did, at least in part.
Most interesting of all, was the difference between how she got many of her stories and how Richard Peck professes to have gotten his. I guess I was thinking about this since we just watched Peck’s webcast from last year’s Bookfest in DC. In the webcast, Peck says he is a listener, a collector of other people’s stories. He says he gets his ideas from the lives of other people. From Rylant’s But I’ll Be Back Again, it seems that she pulls a lot from her own childhood for inspiration.
As we’ve studied Rylant, we’ve talked over and over about how she writes about family and home. She explains that the loss of her father was “all the loss I needed to become a writer.” (p.7) I guess that she writes about family and home because she felt as though something of family and home were missing for her as a child. In reading, Waiting to Waltz and now But, I’ll Be Back Again, I feel as though I can understand her motivations and subject matter more. I think I will look for more autobiographical information about authors I enjoy. It’s a bit like seeing the “picture” in one of those trick drawings—an extra bit of information or help makes all the difference in whether you can figure out what the picture is. Much like understanding a good book.
As I finished this book, I was overwhelmed by the thought that “Wow, this lady totally identifies herself as ‘writer.’” In thinking of my own self-identity, I can’t imagine summing up myself with one thing, like ‘teacher’ or ‘reader’ or ‘learner’ or ‘wife.’ But, then it occurred to me that maybe her focus on herself as ‘writer’ made it easier to tell the story of her childhood or limited the scope of her topic. Maybe she can’t really sum herself up as ‘writer,’ she chose to do so for this book. Now I’m curious to know what another book like this one would be like if she wrote it as ‘mother’ or ‘daughter’ or ‘librarian.’
Most interesting of all, was the difference between how she got many of her stories and how Richard Peck professes to have gotten his. I guess I was thinking about this since we just watched Peck’s webcast from last year’s Bookfest in DC. In the webcast, Peck says he is a listener, a collector of other people’s stories. He says he gets his ideas from the lives of other people. From Rylant’s But I’ll Be Back Again, it seems that she pulls a lot from her own childhood for inspiration.
As we’ve studied Rylant, we’ve talked over and over about how she writes about family and home. She explains that the loss of her father was “all the loss I needed to become a writer.” (p.7) I guess that she writes about family and home because she felt as though something of family and home were missing for her as a child. In reading, Waiting to Waltz and now But, I’ll Be Back Again, I feel as though I can understand her motivations and subject matter more. I think I will look for more autobiographical information about authors I enjoy. It’s a bit like seeing the “picture” in one of those trick drawings—an extra bit of information or help makes all the difference in whether you can figure out what the picture is. Much like understanding a good book.
As I finished this book, I was overwhelmed by the thought that “Wow, this lady totally identifies herself as ‘writer.’” In thinking of my own self-identity, I can’t imagine summing up myself with one thing, like ‘teacher’ or ‘reader’ or ‘learner’ or ‘wife.’ But, then it occurred to me that maybe her focus on herself as ‘writer’ made it easier to tell the story of her childhood or limited the scope of her topic. Maybe she can’t really sum herself up as ‘writer,’ she chose to do so for this book. Now I’m curious to know what another book like this one would be like if she wrote it as ‘mother’ or ‘daughter’ or ‘librarian.’
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