RAE’S READS

  • Howdy from Alvin, Texas, located halfway between Houston, aka H Town, and Galveston (yes. like the song!). My Little Free Library, located in my side yard (LOL)…

    …is an ideal spot for good books to show up. And, as manager/owner of such, I get “first dibs. ” Here is a 2004 publication, a tiny book, signed by the author, that I have been reading on since the first of the year. I read it slowly, ingesting its wisdom, hoping to acquire some of the “smarts” promised in the title.

    Who wouldn’t want a “kick-ass” life?

    Ellen Reid Smith, the author is a smart woman. Listen to her opening of the book:

    “I find that most women, especially cowgirls, are smarter and more clever than they think. Most women don’t give themselves credit for half of what they’re capable. Cowgirls, on the other hand, believe they can do anything. Self-doubt will cripple your confidence quicker than your circumstances.” That last sentence alone is worth reading the book for.

    Smith goes on to describe cow women, ranchers and rodeo riders, to be specific, and their philosophy:

    “Never stop believing in yourself. At times, people and you will stop believing in you. It happens to every cowgirl sooner or later. Don’t let others’ judgments come true by internalizing them. Reject their opinions and prove them wrong. Become the person you know you can be.”

    At the end of each chapter (every chapter features a famous (and sometimes infamous) cow woman) there is an excellent summary titled “Lessons Learned” where the author gives applications and take-aways from each cowgirl’s life and circumstances. These cowgirls taught this reader everything from how to look at life to how to “Dress for Success”; a whole chapter is dedicated to this. From the inspirational to the mundane, this is a little book every Powerful Woman Reader should read.

  • A very engaging novel of female friendships

    This 2002 publication showed up in my Little Free Library, and I read it before putting it back in for neighbors to read. As a gringa, I learned a great deal about the Hispanic culture and even a few Spanish words. The buttons on the cover is what caught my attention, as well as the dark and light women pictured there. The novel shows how female friendship can transcend age, culture, and ethnicity. Dee, an Anglo woman visits a fabric shop in the Barrio, and after arriving, faints, causing the Hispanic women who own and work in the shop to go into a “tizzy.” Septima, the owner takes pity on this seemingly down-and-out woman and offers her a job, much to the displeasure of her employee, Alma.

    The working environment is strained because of tension between Dee and Alma, and even becomes worse when Dee goes to “stay” with Alma and her ballerina daughter, Socorro. What the Hispanic mother and daughter don’t know is that Dee has a secret, a very unusual one. The longer Dee keeps her secret, the harder it is to “come clean” with the mother and daughter she comes to care for. Many contrasts pepper this story: the barrio vs the affluent neighborhood nearby, the Mexican vs Anglo culture, and all of the women involved must learn to set emotional boundaries. These are all strong women with strong ties of friendship, but are these ties strong enough to withstand the revelation of the secrets held between Dee and Alma, or Alma and Socorro? If nothing else, this novel ends on a note of hope and healing.

  • At the beginning of the year, I decided to immerse myself in the life and works of a single author. And what better author to choose than perhaps my favorite author, Madeline L’Engle? I found the perfect place to start with, this biography written by her granddaughters, Voiklis and Roy.

    I so enjoyed the many photographs, poems, letters, journal entries they had access to and shared with L’Engle’s readers. Although L’Engle had a lonely childhood, constantly faced financial insecurity and received a great many rejections of her books and plays, she always knew she was meant to be a writer. To me, she was an inspiring writer whose intelligence and compassion shone through her books, and reading this book, I was able to appreciate her as the elegant, creative woman she was to her granddaughters. In the introduction, they stated that they “wanted to write about her in a way that would bring her to life, for her readers,” and that is exactly what they did.

    Some of the most interesting parts were about L’Engle as a young woman, who first attended boarding school, then went on to a girls’ college. L’Engle’s relationship with her mother was also an interesting facet of the biography. The biography ends with the publication of A Wrinkle in Time. The granddaughters explained that after all, L’Engle wrote her own autobiography, Circle of Quiet (which I believe I read years ago, but I plan to read it again). The authors have managed to create a true picture of a very real person in Madeline.

    I would assign it a 5 out of 5 on a “readability scale.”

  • This book is a collection of poems that tell a story.

    This delightful book is actually a series of sequential, connected poems. It is historical fiction at its best. Each poem continues the narrative of Ha Ma, roughly translated as “River Horse.” It begins in Part One with her life in Saigon, Viet Nam, on Tet, the Vietnamese New Year, 1975. The I Ching Teller of Fate predicts that her family’s “lives will twist inside out,” and indeed they do. Her father is MIA and they wait for him to return, while every-day life grows harder and harder.

    The Communists, who abducted Ha’s father eventually take over Saigon, and the family flees, ending up on a small boat headed for Guam. It is the story of many refugees fleeing the war, and one that eventually lands them in Alabama, where she is ridiculed and bullied for being “different.”

    Mind you, all this happens in a series of poems, a truly masterful accomplishment on the author’s part. The poetry is simple, often exuding an Asian “tone” or “flavor.” It was a delight to read and delivered an engaging story.

  • Thanks to Hoarding Books for the image.

    Today’s Friday Firstliner comes from Thanhha Lai’s Inside Out and Back Again.

    “Part One, Saigon

    1975 Year of the Cat

    Today is Tet.

    the first day

    of the lunar calendar.”

    The entire book is written in poems! What a discovery, and what a reading treat. I will write more about this book on Saturday Mornings for Kids, and then I will pass it on to a student I have this semester who is of Vietnamese background, and whose mother’s war experiences resemble this author’s.

  • Cat Lady No. 12
  • BOOKMARKS

    When someone is going on vacation or traveling, they often ask me, “What can I bring you for a souvenir?” I always tell them a postcard or a bookmark, for I collect both. Here are some favorites from my bookmark collection:

    These are all bookmarks given to me. From left to right: from Yosemite National Park, from Oregon, from Utah, from Yosemite again, and a really attractive leopard from WWF (World Wildlife Fund, of which I am a member.)
    From left to right, one that says “The Dusty Cover Bookstore” (I just loved the name! Someone left it in a book donated to my Little Free Library; the dark rectangle in front of it is one of those cool magnetic ones, given to me by a friend in a card congratulating me on 50 years of membership in AAUW. To their right, a library giveaway bookmark of my childhood hero, Wonder Woman, then a bookmark from Viet Nam; the blue one painted on bark, a souvenir from Mexico brought back by a friend; and a special Literary Project by Jaq, a student who drew and print-made 25 of these for our whole class. her work is outstanding.

    NOTEBOOKS, QUOTEBOOKS, AND JOURNALS

    This pile is nowhere near the books I’ve filled up, but this stack I write in nearly every day.
    The two bears in the photo above and the Cabbage Patch kid my sweet mother sent me one Christmas when Cabbage Patch Dolls were the rage are the beginnings of another bookish collection–figurines of readers.

    So, Dear Reader, I am trying to diminish my collection of cats and have given away most of my dogwood (I was raised in Virginia, whose state flower is the dogwood) jewelry and saucers, but I am embarking on collecting those things nearest and dearest to my heart–“bookish” things.

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    Deepthy's avatarRandom Specific Thoughts

    One never reaches home,’ she said. ‘But where paths that have an affinity for each other intersect, the whole world looks like home, for a time.
    Hermann Hesse,Demian: Die Geschichte von Emil Sinclairs Jugend

    Where the skies rain beauty,
    Where the trees shed joy
    And man bleeds greed,
    Peace, we await your return.

    Where destiny’s hopes
    Are written in the cosmic fabric
    For the sun who radiates dreams,
    Fate, bless us with your mercy.

    Where artists bleed on
    Pastures and skies,
    Magnifying life in crimson glory,
    Love, be who you are.

    Where souls are cleansed
    With the morning dew and
    Autumn rains,
    Goodness reigns over one and all.

    As we approach our disintegration into
    Stories and stardust,
    As we add a glow to our fading fantasies,
    Home, here we are.

    I live in my own little world. But its ok, they know me here.
    Lauren Myracle

    Thoughtfully…

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  • The Penderwicks Book Review

    Saturday Mornings for Kids on Friday afternoon by a blogger friend

    A Bookish Girl Called Reese's avatarBlogging with Reese

    What’s up, my bookish friends? Welcome to Blogging With Reese!

    Today I’ll be doing a book review! Yay! It’s been a super long time since I’ve reviewed any books on here, so I figured I should probably do one!

    I read The Penderwicks for the first time in 2019, by myself, and then again in 2020, when I recommended my mom, sister and I read it together (oh, haha, I just thought of something. The only other book review I’ve done on here is The War That Saved My Life, and that was actually another that I read, then recommended to my mom and sis). It’s a really great series, and I’ll be giving a review of the first book.

    So let’s get started!

    The cover. No rights to this image

    Synopsis off Goodreads

    The Penderwick sisters busily discover the summertime magic of Arundel estate’s sprawling gardens, treasure-filled attic…

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  • Esther Chilton's avatarEsther Chilton

    Finding God

    My old school recently held a special bash,

    Class of ’83 was on the sash,

    All welcome, the banner read,

    “I’m not going to that,” I said.


    But my old pal persuaded me to go,

    She said, “It’ll be great, you can’t say no!

    We’ll see if Chris is still a catch,

    And I bet old Slater’s got a shiny, bald patch.”


    So off I went in pretty dress, with belly sucked in,

    Wishing I was just a tiny bit thin,

    I knew that the girls would be glamorous and lean,

    And the boys who’d never been keen on me, still wouldn’t be keen.


    When I entered the room, my face flushed white,

    It really was such a sight,

    First there was Clarissa, once so clever and slim,

    Now she looked plump and ever so dim.


    Next there was Chris, my old heartthrob,

    Now a hairy biker, I…

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