Okay, I know you're reading out there...MK will fascilitate!

Alright, while I'm at home on medical leave, I know you're still reading...the more you read, the more books I can send in...let me know what you're interested in. Blog it I buy it...Blog it I find a way to get it...you want Lupica, I have 3 new ones on my bookshelf! You love Dessen, I have 7 right here...Come on y'all, blog it! Here's the Lalk theory, let it live loud n clear: No one hates reading, they just haven't found what they love to read yet...you love 4 wheelers, pick up a non fiction in the media and ask Ms. Green what she suggests next. Don't worry as much about level, but interest. Ask Mr. Brinck if he still give EC for reading non fiction history books, I have tons, peruse my shelves and take a quick test, they're all short, to the point, and we need to learn about history so we do not make the same mistakes, and learn from our successes. So, here's my QUESTION OF THE DAY: --the point of reading is_______________________. Blog me...


Also, let me know what you want posted, you can post it anonymously and then respond once I get the pic up...I miss you all.

Let the Blogging Begin

Remember to only use your number as a sign off!


At the beginning, or Prologue of Numbering all the Bones, we see a ring--a mysterious ruby ring on black velvet in a pawn shop window, that holds special meaning for the narrator. She refers to her brothers Zeke and Neddy, her "Mistus" and that the ring had once been lost, found, buried, and now here it sits. She wonders what type of luck it will bring the woman whose hand it will rest on. What do you think, infer, or connect with this. Does this remind you of anything you can make connections with, or do you feel it's a great job of foreshadowing... what are your thoughts?