SKELETON TREE has been on my radar for a long time. I finally bought it when I knew author Kim Ventrella was visiting our school. This book turned out even better than I thought. The pacing of the events is perfect to keep the reader interested, mystified, and pulled in. With such a tough life-event at the center of the characters’ lives, the skeleton, nick-named Princy by little sister Mirem, brings happiness, mystery, and fun when she is very ill. I highly recommend this book for grades three and up. It is a must-have for school and classroom libraries. Below is the synopsis from amazon.com.
Twelve-year-old Stanly knows the bone growing in his yard is a little weird, but that’s okay because now he’ll have the perfect photo to submit to the Young Discoverer’s Competition. With such a unique find, he’s sure to win the grand prize.
But, oddly, the bone doesn’t appear in any photos. Even stranger, it seems to be growing into a full skeleton . . . one that only children can see.
There’s just one person who doesn’t find any of this weird–Stanly’s little sister. Mischievous Miren adopts the skeleton as a friend, and soon, the two become inseparable playmates.
When Miren starts to grow sick, Stanly suspects that the skeleton is responsible and does everything in his power to drive the creature away. However, Miren is desperate not to lose her friend, forcing Stanly to question everything he’s ever believed about life, love, and the mysterious forces that connect us.
I am loving my experience with #TeachersWrite so far. After my first week, I actually have a piece of writing. Yay! I know if I want to be a better writing teacher, I need to write. The #TeachersWrite blog is just I need for guidance to overcome the fear I’ve always had about writing. If you are interested in checking it out, click here. It links to author Kate Messner and her blog. (By the way, if you have not read THE SEVENTH WISH, by Kate Messner, you must.)
Now, for the brave, getting over the fear, part of this process. My work in progress is below. Feel free to comment and share what works for you, what does not, and any suggestions for improvement.
He just does not understand! I do not want a dog, I need a dog. When I am terrified after waking up from a nightmare, a dog will be there to comfort me. When grief takes over my body like a disease, a dog will love me.
“Dad, I will pay the adoption fee, pick up the poop, feed him. I swear I will!”
“Rrr,” Dad grunted, shutting the office door behind him.
Defeat washed over me like a wave. I’m drowning. I slowly trudge up the stairs and plop down on my bed.
“Rrr,” I grunt.
#teacherswrite 2016 Monday June 27th
I am not a writer. I have never been. I try to say things on paper, but when I read it, the message is not there. No formal training on writing, but I am expected to teach my intermediate students the art of writing. This is why I am here. I want to learn. I desire to learn. I am scared. I worry someone will read what I have to say and think, “Who do they think they are?? Really, you are a teacher?” The fear is there like a wall. Do I climb over it? Do I let others see me in my vulnerable state? Or do I just keep doing what I have always done?
One thing I do know, once I became a reader, I was a better, much better, reading teacher. My passion rubbed off in the classroom. I had a book recommendation for every type of student/taste. If only I can accomplish this with writing. If I become a writer, will I be a better, much better, writing teacher? I hope so.
Now…what do I write about???