Somehow the Grapes of Wrath avoided me in high school. But, fast forward a few decades and my daughter Annie, the sophomore, is reading it for her Waldorf Block class. What an unavoidable time for me to read it too! Don't you think? I plan to pace my reading with her assignments, so we'll always be reading the exact same chapter. Wooo-hooo...
"I'm reading it so we can have our own little book club. Just you and meeeee," I say, ending with a big toothy grin. (Mine, not her's.)
As her eyes stammer and revolve from left to right like wind shield wipers, she replies with a waver, "Oh boy..."
She's excited about it too. I can tell....
3 comments:
good blog , i wonder if we could invite to our blog dealing with book reviews?
regards
SUCH A FUN OPPORTUNITY FOR YOU TO "BOOK CLUB" WITH YOUR GIRL ;)
Hi Carmela, The Grapes of Wrath is my favorite book. Even though it's endlessly depressing I love how the human spirit prevails through it all. And Ma; what a character. Not to mention that the writing is superb. The last scene of the book impacts me like no other. I can't think of any other scene in American literature that is more politically astute and simply powerful.
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