It never ceases to amaze me that I was able to teach not one, but two of my children to read. And yet I still get panic attacks at the thought of teaching Jensen.
But that could have more to do with Jensen, than my ability to teach him.
Whatever. Cabinet is well stocked with Excedrin. Extra strength.
Emme has been flying through books faster than I can keep them stocked from the library. She’s read ALL of the American Girl series, including the mysteries. And she’s about to finish the Magic Attic series (which sadly, is no longer in production). And it’s magic in the sense of the use of the imagination, not the occult. Just wanted to clarify.
I’ve tried to interest her in Nancy Drew, to no avail. I have no idea why, because I devoured those mysteries when I was her age.
And the Bobbsey Twins have no appeal for her either.
She loves series books, and if it’s a mystery, she’s delighted. But I don’t know where to go from here.
I was haunting the online library site last night in search of a book series that I read when I was a girl.
And btw, reserving books and DVDs online is the way to go. All you have to do is sprint in with your card, grab your cargo, and run like the wind before your son does something to further damage your library privileges. Just sayin’.
Anyhoo. I remembered that the author’s name was Ruth M. Arthur. I googled her, and found some titles that I remembered from long ago. I also remembered how I was mesmerized by those stories that I read. Haunted by them, really.
Two book titles that came up were, “Requiem for a Princess” and “Candle in the Wind.” There was absolutely nothing of hers in our library system. Which as far as library systems go, ours is pretty large.
Then I did some more digging on google, and read the synopsis of some of her books. Oh. Good heavens. Those books were infused with the occult, witches, curses, and tragedy. I must have blocked out that factoid.
No wonder I needed therapy.
And add to that the fact that my mom regularly took me with her to see movies that were WAY beyond my comprehension. Think “Bonnie and Clyde”. (She just wanted someone to go with her, since my dad was not a movie buff. Unless John Wayne was involved. Pilgrim.)
Really, it’s a wonder I turned out as well as I did. Fiddledaddy will enthusiastically argue that point with me later, after he reads this post.
So. I am in need of some book suggestions for my 9 (almost 10) year old daughter, who loves mysteries and books that come in a series. Books written for girls. And all the wonderful girly angst that goes along with that.
I will be encouraging her to read the Little House series. I read it to her years ago. And we’ve read “Anne of Green Gables” and the subsequent books from that author. I would love to find another book series that is infused with moral character.
And btw, this post that I wrote ages ago, (from your children’s book suggestions) continues to be one of my most read posts!
So, does anything come to mind?