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Post by anzuhana on Mar 26, 2011 15:41:50 GMT -5
The Pike parents were pretty horrible to Mallory in this book. They were treating her like she was the nanny. I liked Mallory's trip to the mall with Jessi.
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Post by zoar3 on Mar 26, 2011 16:34:28 GMT -5
I really wanted to read "Rainy Days and Froggy Nights," too. I agree, good for Mal that she finally stood up for herself. I did think the whole dynamic of Mal's blow up followed by her parents tip toe-ing around her, didn't they even hire a BSC Sitter without telling Mal, was sort of "off." I, too, very much liked the end day with Mal's siblings. It was nice of Jessi to come along but I wished it had been a Pike only day.
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starrynight
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Post by starrynight on May 2, 2011 13:03:44 GMT -5
I'm rereading this one, and it's always been one of my favorites. I think we've discussed in the past whether or not it was fair for Mal's parents to ask so much of her (I don't think it was, for the record), but we haven't really discussed Mr. D's reaction to Mal getting so little done on her story because of her committments at home. I don't think it was fair for him to get so disappointed in her for not having made more progress on her story; it's not like she's in college, or that the story was a required assignment!
Speaking of college, Mal described her class of ten as seminar-style. Every single college seminar that I've ever been in was MUCH larger that ten people, and it was in a theater type room.
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Post by booboobrewer on May 2, 2011 20:00:07 GMT -5
My seminars were pretty small...we would be in a classroom at desks or gathered around a large table.
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Post by greer on May 2, 2011 22:21:07 GMT -5
My college had seminars and lectures. Seminars were 15 or less.
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Post by booboobrewer on May 2, 2011 22:41:43 GMT -5
Yeah, I was never in one where there were more students than that. The lectures were of course larger.
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starrynight
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Post by starrynight on May 3, 2011 13:17:06 GMT -5
Okay, maybe I had seminars and lectures mixed up.
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Post by wiggir13 on May 22, 2011 18:55:24 GMT -5
Apparently, my education in creative writing stunk - We never had any sort of authors day! Also, I never had any sort of author or famous anything come to my school except Jesse Jackson. Did all of you have authors and speakers about educational things come by? I feel slighted! Anyway back to the book, I feel like I am seeing a trend in these books that nobody says what they are feeling and everyone around them has to guess. Maybe this is the reason for all the teenage angst b/c as a 13 or 11 year old you don't know that other people can't read your minds? I super loved the mall trip and I think this is my favorite Mal book!
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Post by zoar3 on May 22, 2011 19:41:02 GMT -5
^And face the wrath of MA when they don't. Seriously, what you wrote is a BSC tagline (to us). No one wants to "bother/concern/worry" anyone, particulary a parent either.
I have the vague memory of the House on Mango Street author speaking at one of my school's growing up. Otherwise, we probably had a few puppet-type assemblies as well as dance ones but I don't think any other authors or famous people.
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Post by sparklymouse on May 23, 2011 12:43:31 GMT -5
School speakers I remember include a married couple who were both HIV+(this was around 1993), a grumpy Holocaust survivor (grumpy in an ''I hate kids'' way, not an ''I lived through hell'' way), this horribly unfunny comedian guy who spent 55 minutes making fun of things like the faces women make when they put on mascara and then the last 5 minutes of his speach was ''It's not your fault if you were molested, and don't feel guilty if it felt good.'' (Seriously. The whole gym was all ''.......huh?''), and a hypnotist who was really cool. No famous authors for me, either.
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Post by greer on May 23, 2011 15:41:03 GMT -5
We had a lot of speakers, because our school had a special fund started by an alumnus.
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Post by booboobrewer on May 23, 2011 16:37:54 GMT -5
The speakers I remember: the ventriloquists (my sister and I were just talking about this yesterday and how we were scared to sit in the front row), this guy that ripped up a phone book and shook up a coke can and sprayed it all over the audience (lol that happened to my sister, not me), and one in high school who wanted two volunteers to hold onto the ends of this long pole while he picked them up and spun them around. Yeah...
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Post by zoar3 on May 23, 2011 16:59:10 GMT -5
^Yikes, keep those (and all) ventriloquists away from me. Creepy! I don't care for them, mimes, or most clowns.
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Post by wiggir13 on May 23, 2011 21:21:05 GMT -5
I hate creepy puppets and clowns. Now a creepy clown puppet would be the end for me! That would be my apocalypse sign!
The only person I had was Jesse Jackson. I mean it was cool, but we all had to chant "Down with dope, up with hope" and "I am somebody" like 50 times. I'm pretty sure I just wanted it to be over!
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Post by oldhickory on May 24, 2011 14:08:42 GMT -5
^ haha, that sounds amazing.
we didn't have a lot of guests at my school, but i remember a birdkeeper who came by with all sorts of scary ass birds, and a band with all homemade instruments. we had a local author one year, but she only came after school (so our parents could come too) and she stayed for a few days. i told her i liked to write too, and she was so encouraging. it was really awesome. i don't remember her name but i still have her books somewhere.
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