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 Posted by: Lois Lindemann on: May 18th, 2008  Posted in: Uncategorized Tags for this post: Books.  Leave a commentNext up a book by a favourite author. I love Benjamin Zephaniah‘s poetry, so I launched into Teacher’s Dead with incredibly high expectations. The book begins with a murder. We know who the killers are from the opening scene, this isn’t a whodunnit. The story is told from the perspective of Jackson Jones, a [...] Posted by: Lois Lindemann on: May 6th, 2008 Posted in: Uncategorized Tags for this post: Books. Leave a commentMy first book is one I borrowed from school, Life on the Refrigerator Door by Alice Kuipers. It’s one of the books vying for for this year’s Sheffield Children’s Book Award*. I was warned that I would need a box of tissues… The book is simply a series of notes, the type that every [...] Posted by: Lois Lindemann on: May 4th, 2008 Posted in: Uncategorized Tags for this post: Books. Leave a commentA couple of days after I found out about the book binge, a lot of students arrived to one of my lessons clutching books. When you see a book called Teacher’s Dead on a student’s desk, you have to ask what’s going on, especially when on closer inspection the author turns out to be [...] Posted by: Lois Lindemann on: May 1st, 2008 Posted in: Uncategorized Tags for this post: Books | Links | Spurious lists. 3 comments - more welcome!I like books.I like lists.So that’s me hooked!May is normally a pretty hectic month, but it also includes a week of half-term holiday, so I’m not sure how much I will read over the next month.Will it be a binge or a light snack? Time will tell… Thanks to Z for sharing this great [...] Posted by: Lois Lindemann on: December 15th, 2007 Posted in: Uncategorized Tags for this post: Books. Leave a comment“How much?”“£1.95 million.”“That’s almost unbelievable. No child will ever get near that book will they?”I was so confident in this prediction. I calmly assumed that some investor had bought J.K.Rowling’s hand written book The Tales of Beedle the Bard and that it was heading for a future locked in a vault, unseen and unread.Wrong [...] |
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