Over break these books always get to visit their proper home in the library, because once school starts they are on constant rotation. Am I the only dork that likes to see them all lined up nicely waiting for their readers?
As I’ve told you before, I am the librarian at the American School of Belo Horizonte, Brazil. One of my favorite aspects of my jobs is choosing books to buy for the coming school year. I keep a list throughout the year and add to it all along, buying when I can and saving the rest for one big purchase during our June/July break. As many of you are compiling your own lists for purchase and others of you are looking for a few books to buy for Christmas presents, I thought I would share the Escola Americana de Belo Horizonte (EABH) Favorites list as well as the books we can’t wait to receive on our next book order. The two lists are divided by target age groups.
I hope you find this list useful!
Books EABH Can’t Stop Talking About
Interrupting Chicken by David Ezra Stein (Candlewick Press)
Z is for Moose by Kelly L. Bingham; ill. by Paul O. Zelinsky (Greenwillow Books)
One Cool Friend by Toni Buzzeo; ill. by David Small (Dial)
All Pete the Cat books by Eric Litwin (Harper Collins)
All Elephant and Piggie books by Mo Willems (Hyperion)
All Fancy Nancy books by Jane O’Connor (Harper Collins)
All Ladybug Girl books by David Soman (Dial)
Marty McGuire and Marty McGuire Digs Worms By Kate Messner (Scholastic)
All Lunch Lady graphic novels by Jarrett Krosoczka (Knopf)
All Babymouse books by Jennifer L. Holm (Random House)
I Want My Hat Back by Jon Klassen (Candlewick)
Step Gently Out by Helen Frost (Candlewick)
A Sick Day for Amos McGee by Philip C. Stead, ill. by Erin Stead (Neal Porter
And Then It’s Spring by Julie Fogliano, ill. by Erin Stead (Neal Porter Books)
How Rocket Learned to Read by Tad Hills (Schwartz and Wade)
A Monster Calls by Patrick Ness (Candlewick)
A Crooked Kind of Perfect and Hound Dog True by Linda Urban (Houghton
The Strange Case of Origami Yoda and Darth Paper Strikes Back by Tom
It’s Raining Cupcakes and Sprinkles and Secrets by Lisa Schroeder (Aladdin)
The 39 clues series by various (Scholastic)
Orca Sports series by various (Orca Publishing)
How to Steal a Dog and The Small Adventure of Popeye and Elvis and The
Fantastic Secret of Owen Jester by Barbara O’Connor (Farrar, Straus and
The Big Nate books by Lincoln Peirce (Harper Collins)
The One and Only Ivan by Katherine Applegate (Harper Collins)
Three Times Lucky by Sheila Turnage (Dial Books for Young Readers)
Orca Soundings series by various (Orca Publishing)
Bitterblue and Fire by Kristin Cashore (Dial)
Divergent and Insurgent by Veronica Roth (Katherine Tegan Books)
The Scorpio Races by Maggie Steifvater
Looking for Alaska and The Fault in our Stars by John Green
The Story of a Girl and How to Save a Life by Sara Zarr
Between Shades of Gray by Ruta Sepetys (Philomel)
The Lego Ideas Book by Daniel Lipkowitz (DK, 2011)
Steve Jobs: the man who thought different by Karen Blumenthal (Feiwel and
The Kingfisher Soccer Encyclopedia by Clive Gifford (Kingfisher)
Hitler Youth; Growing up in Hitler’s Shadow by Susan Campbell Bartoletti
Temple Grandin: How the girl who loved cows embraced autism and changed
the world by Sy Montogmery (Houghton Mifflin Harcourt)
The Beetle Book by Steve Jenkins (Houghton Mifflin)
Anne Frank: The Anne Frank House Authorized graphic biography by Sid
Jacobson (Hill and Wang)
Books EABH Is Anxiously Awaiting
Boy + Bot by Ame Dyckman, ill. by Dan Yaccarino (Knopf)
Vampirina Ballerina by Anne Marie Pace, ill. by LeUyen Pham (Hyperion)
Kel Gilligan’s Daredevil Stunt Show by Michael Buckley, ill. by Dan Santat
Little Elephants by Graeme Base (Abrams)
Hit the Road, Jack by Robert Burleigh, ill. by Ross MacDonald (Abrams)
My Cold Plum Lemon Pie Bluesy Mood by Tameka Fryer Brown (Viking Juvenile)
Extra Yarn by Mac Burnett, ill. by Jon Klassen (Balzer + Bray)
House Held Up By Trees by Ted Kooser, ill. by Jon Klassen (Candlewick)
This is not my hat by Jon Klassen (Candlewick)
Otter and Odder by James Howe, ill. by Chris Raschka (Candlewick)
Who Pushed Humpty Dumpty and other notorious nursery tale mysteries by
David Levinthal, ill. by John Nickle (Schwartz and Wade)
Oh, No! by Candace Fleming, ill, by Eric Rohmann (Schwartz and Wade)
Bear Has a Story to Tell by Philip C. Stead, ill. by Erin Stead (Neal Porter)
Sleep Like a Tiger by Mary Hogue, ill. by Pamela Zagarenski (Houghton Mifflin)
This Moose Belongs to Me by Oliver Jeffers (Philomel)
Unspoken by Henry Cole (Scholastic)
Rocket Writes a Story by Tad Hills (Schwartz and Wade)
Ball by Mary Sullivan (Houghton Mifflin, April 2013)
Unicorn Thinks He’s Pretty Great by Bob Shea (Hyperion, May 2013)
A Home for Bird by Philip C. Stead (Neal Porter)
The Watch that Ends the Night by Alan Wolff (Candlewick)
Liar and Spy by Rebecca Stead (Wendy Lamb Books)
In a Glass Grimmly by Adam Gidwitz (Dutton)
Son by Lois Lowry (Houghton Mifflin)
The Girl Who Fell Beneath Fairyland and Led the Revels There by Catherynne
M. Valente (Feiwel and Friends)
Summer and Bird by Katherine Catmull (Dutton)
Gods and Warriors by Michelle Paver (Dial Books for Young Readers)
The Great Unexpected by Sharon Creech (Joana Cotler Books)
The Center of Everything by Linda Urban (Houghton Mifflin Harcourt, March
The High Skies Adventures of Blue Jay the Pirate by Scott Nash (Candlewick)
Return to the Willows by Jacqueline Kelly (Henry Holt)
The Secret Prophecy by Herbie Brennan (Balzer + Bray)
Splendors and Glooms by Laura Amy Schlitz (Candlewick)
The Unfortunate Son by Constance Leeds (Viking)
Starry River of the Sky by Grace Lin (Little Brown)
Twelve Kinds of Ice by Ellen Bryan Obed (Houghton Mifflin Books for Children)
Crow by Barbara Wright (Yearling)
The Lions of Little Rock by Kristin Levine (G.P. Putnam’s Sons)
The Diviners by Libba Bray (Little, Brown)
Every Day by David Levithan (Knopf)
Origin by Jessica Khoury (Razorbill)
League of Strays by L.B. Shulman (Amulet)
Because it is my Blood by Gabrielle Zevin (Farrar, Straus and Giroux)
Don’t Turn Around by Michelle Gagnon (Harper)
The Raven Boys by Maggie Stiefvater (Scholastic)
Splintered by A.G. Howard (Amulet)
Skinny by Donna Cooner (Point)
Not Exactly a Love Story by Audrey Couloumbis (Random House, December 2012)
The Shadow Society by Marie Rutkoski (Farrar, Straus and Giroux)
Days of Blood and Starlight by Laini Taylor (Little, Brown)
Struck by Lightning by Chris Colfer (Little, Brown)
Survive by Alex Morel (Razorbill)
Now is the Time for Running by Michael Williams (Little, Brown)
The Art of Wishing by Lindsey Ribar (Dial Books, March 2013)
Pivot Point by Kasie West (HarperTeen, February 2013)
Isla and the Happily Ever After by Stephanie Perkins (Speak, May 2013)
Gosh, it's been almost a year since I posted here in my blog. I haven't forgotten. I've just been taking a break, filled up with all that life has been offering and feeling satisfied with the opportunities to touch lives in my day-to-day world.
But I thought that I would peek in today to share my love for my mother, how grateful I am for her investment in my life and how much I hope to be like her one day.
A Poem for my Mother
By Kristy Dempsey
If I were with you,
I would hug you
and ask you to hold me close
and tell me how some days are hard,
like the day you rocked me in the wooden chair
and you cried too.
I would say, “tell me again
about the night I was born.”
And you would repeat the words
I’ve heard before, how the doctors said
I was dead, and how daddy prayed
and how when I finally came into the world at sunrise,
I cried, and the whole room burst into tears with me.
If I were with you,
I would sit close
and lay my head on your shoulder,
and think about all the threads used to knit me
in my mother’s womb,
how I am just like you in so many ways.
A lover of words and story,
coffee and pajamas,
salty air and seashells,
grace and forgiveness and hope.
I would think about broken knick-knacks,
April Fool’s surprises,
and trips to the Emergency Room,
I would honor all the sacrifices
I didn’t honor back then.
Today if I were with you,
we would sit without speaking,
because we would already know
what our hearts are saying.
Those threads that run from you to me,
those threads that are still knitting me into who I am
would speak the truth.
I would hold your hand
and we wouldn’t need a single word.
© Kristy Dempsey 2012
As many of you know I began working last August as a teacher and a librarian at an international school here in Belo Horizonte. This has been a challenging and rewarding experience and has been completely worth it. There were moments that made me laugh, moments that made me cry, moments that reminded me why this work is important. I took time this morning to write down some of the highlights of my year. I’ll continue on at the school but I don’t want to forget these people and moments that made up my year:
- Putting a book into one of my 6th grader’s hands (Eighth Grade Bites from The Chronicles of Vladimir Tod series by Heather Brewer), which he didn’t return immediately after he moved on to the next book because one of his four brothers (a 9th grader) co-opted it. Then it still didn’t get returned. I couldn’t figure out why until the 11th grade brother came in to pre-empt his other brothers on checking out the rest of the series because he had been reading the books when he could sneak them from his brothers. None of these brothers had checked out books to read for enjoyment since who knows when, if ever. It mostly made me happy because it was the 6th grade brother who influenced his older brothers.
- Setting a goal of 20 books in the second semester for my 6th grade English Language Arts students to read and watching many of them read at least that many or more. One student read over 40 books in just 16 weeks. In fact, he implied with a smile on his face that I might have been responsible for his grades falling a bit in other classes because he couldn’t stop reading when he left English class.
- Watching ELL 2nd graders K and C and ELL 1st graders H and W grow so much in their reading/English abilities this year. This is not my victory because their teachers (Ms. K and Miss R) deserve all the credit because of the individual instruction they gave these students, but I had the privilege of watching these students begin to check out more and more difficult books and to see them truly excited about reading in English.
- Hearing from one of the high school girls: “Miss, no one ever knew or cared about interesting library books for the older students until you got here.”
- Having my 9th grade students ask one day, “Miss, where is *title of book *?” and when I pulled it off the shelf, they dissolved into whispers and giggles. Then one of them piped up with another request, “Miss, where is *title of another book *?” and when I pulled it off the shelf the same thing happened. Whispers and giggles. I began to get suspicious. The third time they asked me for a book, I’m sure I had a confused look on my face, but I grabbed the book, handed it to them and heard one of them say, “15 seconds.” I demanded to know what is going on. They laughed and replied, “Miss, you know where EVERYTHING is.” They were timing me to see how long it took me to find books. Cute, huh?
- Reading the 10,000 word stories my 9th and 12th grade Creative Writing students completed in the last quarter of school. Their stories were not perfect but they were entertaining and several of them were exceptional. I was particularly proud of Ing. and K (one of the brothers mentioned in the first highlight above), both English Language Learners, for not only completing the assignment (a huge undertaking that they did NOT believe they were capable of back in August when I presented the syllabus for the year) but for also surprising me with well-paced stories full of detail, setting and characterization that proved they had internalized many of the things we had studied throughout the year.
- Reading NUMBER THE STARS by Lois Lowry aloud with the 5th graders during library class while they were in the middle of a government unit of inquiry. We asked questions, we researched the answers, we laughed, we held our breath, we cried. There is one moment toward the end of the book when I was reading with tears in my eyes and I glanced up to look at the students’ faces. The emotion in their faces, the expectation in their eyes, the connection we felt in that moment over this book, this experience, is something that will define my role as a teacher and a librarian and a reader and a writer for the rest of my life.
- Reading all the Pigeon books by Mo Willems with every class from preschool to 2nd grade and being amazed at how well they work for so many different ages. One of the 2nd grade moms came in on the last day of school to finally return The Pigeon wants a Puppy book for her 2nd grader S (for whom English is not her first language). She said S read the book over and over to her family, didn’t want to return it and that they would be buying their own copy.
- Connecting with one of the high school students over Looking for Alaska and also over his talent and need for creative expression, which he often hides from others as well as from himself. If this is the only year of influence I’ll have in his life, I hope and pray he continues to look inward and to find a way to express how he sees the world on the page. I think it could be not only life-saving/affirming for him but also meaningful for others. P, I hope you never stop writing.
- Taking joy from Ing. and F and Iv. and V and B as they reminded me what it was like to be a teenage girl and feeling hopeful about the promise for their futures.
- Connecting with 12th graders B, L, M, C and G as they prepared to begin life on their own. I have had no higher privilege this year than participating in the lives of these women.
- 9th grade L’s constant ribbing over my Southern accent, his determination to make my day a little brighter every day, and his humility and ready acceptance when I’ve had to pull him aside for a serious conversation or when I’ve given him advice
It’s no small thing when you can finish one school year already looking forward to the next. See you in August, EABH!
My cousin is dying of cancer.
This is not the first death or long-term sickness in the family that has taken place since I’ve lived overseas — my grandmother and grandfather both passed away during the time we’ve lived in Brazil — but this has been the most painful. And the distance has served to prick at the pain through myriad ways.
My cousin is young and vibrant and full of a wild-eyed wonder at life. (She would smile at noticing that I didn’t write *wide* eyed. She is not naive, nor innocent, and yet she is not jaded or proud or guarded.) She is a giver of grace because she has been a receiver of grace. She is above all full of hope. She laughed at the future and welcomed each day with open arms. She was diagnosed with cancer several years ago and she has fought the good fight. Then, just when we all thought she was into a fingers-crossed-forever remission, the doctors found cancer in other places. She went through all the rounds again and this time nothing helped, not even for the short term. I saw her again after this second diagnosis in November when I was in the US for a quick weekend for the wedding of a friend. We said goodbye then, even though neither of us wanted to, even though we both knew that this was *the* goodbye.
And so, my cousin is dying of cancer and there is absolutely nothing I can do for her . . . or for my mom or aunt who have been her primary caregivers in these last months. I’ve often thought, as I’ve been reading stories to my students in the library, that if I could I would sit by Lisa’s bed and read her stories and poetry and bible verses. We would steer our focus away from the pain, away from her coming last breath and we would escape together, wild-eyed, into the wonder of life and the glory of creation for but a few moments. And it would be something. It would be the small something I could do for her.
And so instead, I read stories for my wide-eyed innocent students, for these little ones who are still learning the grace and truth of life, who for now are only rehearsing through story the sting and sorrow of pain. It is never just rehearsal for very long.
May we all stop and pay attention to the wonder around us. Mary Oliver said it best, I think:
Doesn’t everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?
I did an exercise with my 12th grade Creative Writing students (all girls!) today where we wrote a poem about a time we felt angry and then took phrases from it to write a scene in our longer piece of fiction we are working on for the end of the year. It was cathartic and difficult all at once, but it was a relief to take our own feelings and let our main characters "borrow them". Here’s my poem:
You used your power like the tip of a knife
enough to wound
to cause me pain
to leave a scar
And yet, you said it all with a smile
as if you knew
(but could care less)
my feelings were hurt, I felt small.
Then, when I was proven right
(you were wrong)
you didn’t even apologize.
Now I’m the one with the secret smile.
I’m a a little late jumping in this year to celebrate National Poetry Month on LJ. I’ve been at an Educator’s Conference in Campinas, Brazil. It was refreshing and overwhelming all at once and I know it will impact my students and my teaching practices and perspective from here out. This conference was made up of educators in American Schools from all over South America. It was a privilege to meet colleagues and directors of schools, to spend extra time with those I’m honored to teach with every day and to spend some time thinking about the hows and whys and the whos of what we do and the wheres of the future and how it is changing. Truthfully, I am exhausted but in other ways I feel settled and directed and ready for the Monday morning bell to ring.
This poem wasn’t written for either Poetry Month or as a poem about my weekend but I did recognize the unexpected graces that came my way this weekend and I’m grateful.
Unexpected grace colors
air, trees, ears, cheeks,
with delight settling close
to warm a soul, remind
a heart of its reasons.
–Kristy Dempsey © 2011 (all rights reserved)
I’m currently in Campinas (near São Paulo) at the AASSA (Association of American Schools in South America) conference. I’m choosing to focus mainly on the librarian and literacy tracks. I’m also looking forward to meeting other American School librarians and teachers. This is my first year teaching and serving as a librarian so I’ve never been to a conference like this before. The only thing I have to compare it to is a writer’s conference. Right this minute I’m sort of missing my writer friends, looking around to see if someone can help me brainstorm some plot possibilities for my WIP, but I think once we get started there will be plenty I can apply to my professional teacher life . . . and maybe even a few things I can apply to my writing life. I’ll keep you posted!
1. Things that prove I sometimes have the maturity of an 8 year old boy: I *barely* held in my giggles this week when we were talking about the truism "Don’t tell me the sky is the limit. There are footprints on the moon" and a student leaned over and quietly asked me — with complete sincerity –, "Are there footprints on Uranus?"
2. Preparing for Book Fair on March 19. The theme is SuperReaders/SuperHeroes. I painted a stand alone superhero girl today and will paint a superhero boy next week. I am not an artist but I am a very good copier/imitator. My superhero name shall be Xerox.
3. So-wonderfully-happy-making-news this week as one of my poems was accepted for a forthcoming found poetry anthology.
4. In other good news, DIZZY DINOSAURS, a Lee Bennett Hopkins Easy Reader Poetry Collection in which I have two poems, just received a great review from Horn Book and they printed one of my poems IN COLOR with the review!
5. Best news of all: We have a week-long break from school for Carnaval. No school until Monday the 14th. I shall relax and enjoy. Even superheroes/superlibrarians/superteachers need their rest.