I love getting e-mails from my 11-year-old cousin. They’re never written in plain old black ink, or standard font. They’re usually only a few sentences long, sometimes just a couple of words, but they give me a little glimpse into her world.
But that world, this week, on summer vacation, is not as fun and carefree as it might seem, she tells me:
Guess what? I have to go to my stupid dumb softball game with my stupid dumb softball coach yelling the whole game. You are actually lucky, even though you have to work. You don’t have to play softball. And to top that off, I don’t have any good books to read AT ALL. Wish me luck in life.
My first thought: She’s signing off as `someone’ now. This is serious.
Second thought: What did I read when I was her age, other than the Nancy Drew Files?
Then I realized that you might be able to rescue my cousin — and possibly, other kids — from the summer doldrums by suggesting some good reads. If you have time, tell us what’s to like about the book, and for what age groups it’s most appropriate. If not, the title and the author will do.
I have a feeling you will make Someone very happy.