About the Book: Into the Lion’s Den in the first book in the Devlin Quick series by Linda Fairstein. It has 315 pages and was published on November 15th, 2016 by Dial Books. It has a Lexile measure of 740 and is a modern day, middle grade mystery about a map theft twelve year Devlin Quick and her two friends Liza and Booker solve.
My Review: Into the Lion’s Den is an entertaining book that has some pretty awesome characters. Overall had a pretty cool storyline but wasn’t what I would call a thriller. It wasn’t boring by any means but there wasn’t tons of action; it was more collecting evidence and hunting down the thief rather than intense fight scenes and high-speed chases. As stated before, the characters were pretty awesome, especially Devlin. Although Devlin had shortcomings, she was a good character who was always ready to lead and didn’t stop when things got tough. Devlin’s grandmother was also a really great character, as she cared about changing the world more than anything else. All the rest of the characters, Liza, Booker, Devlin’s mom, Sam Cody, and Natasha were also enjoyable to read about. Some parts of this book were a little hard to follow and had to be re-read to fully understand what they really meant, but overall it was a fun story. One of the things I most loved about this story was the theme. It was really fantastic, as it shows the importance of fighting for what you believe in and standing up for your for your friends. Even though this story wasn’t completely realistic, it did have many interesting elements and I will definitely be reading the sequel.
Everyone has that one weird family member. Well, in my family there isn’t just one; in fact, I think it’s safe to say not a single member of my family could be called completely normal. From the time my cousin told the new girl at school she had facial hair to the time my uncle ran around outside our house wearing a pink princess towel; I have a practically endless supply of stories to share, so if you’re willing, buckle up because my family puts the fun in dysfunctional.
To start off this series, I am going to talk about the time my mom locked my uncle outside of the house while he was wearing a pink princess towel. One might wonder how my uncle got a hold of a princess towel in the first place, and when he came across it, why he would put it on; but like I said before, my family isn’t normal. If you shouldn’t do it, we probably did it. I was a toddler at the time and my mom had found a cute pink, hooded, towel at the store, thinking I could use it after taking a bath. Little did she know it would jump start stupidity.
She brought the towel home and I, of course, was thrilled. I had barely gotten the chance to pull it out of the package before my uncle, who I gather had come over to visit, decided to put it on. Me, being the average toddler, had no intention of sharing my new towel and promptly made it clear. In short, my uncle ran outside, yes, still wearing the towel and I followed. To get a mental picture, imagine a man wearing a pink hooded towel that from a distance looked like a fuzzy cape, running circles around a small tree, a toddler at his heels, in desperate want of the towel and expanding her vocal range in the process. Thankfully my mother got revenge. Once I was safely back inside she locked my uncle out of the house while he was still wearing the towel. I believe it took him a minute to realize he looked like an idiot and take it off, which of course is just what my mom wanted. Now that years have passed we can look back on this event and come to one conclusion; stupidity provides excellent entertainment.
About the Book: The Sound of Life and Everything is a novel by Krista Van Dolzer. It has 272 pages and was published on May 5th, 2015 by G.P. Putnam’s Sons Books for Young Readers. It is a historical fiction set in the 1950s and is about Ella-Mae a twelve-year-old girl and her quest to give a Japnese man another chance at life.
My Review: This was a really good book that showed the power of love. Despite the fact that the whole thing with bringing people back to life was a little far fetched I did enjoy the book. It portrayed a beautiful picture of how sometimes loving someone is painful, yet in the end, no matter the pain love is worth it. I loved Ella-Mae’s character. She has spunk, she’s never afraid to fight for what she believes in, and she realizes her mistakes. In addition, her mother was a fantastic role model, who always stood up for what’s right. There was nothing objectional in this book and it was a truthfully enjoyable read.
We did it. We really did it. We went out in the freezing cold, looking like a bunch of thugs, and spray painted a concrete pig. And let me tell you, spray painting is practically impossible with gloves on. Not that we let that stop us; no, we pressed on and experienced the glorious fruition of four teen girls using spray paint for the first time.
We painted on side of the pig in honor of Michael Vey.
Then for some unknown reason, we gave it a superhero mask.
Truthfully, it was completely pointless but was extremely entertaining. I hope to do it again in summer when it’s warmer and no chance of freezing my hands off. We have a bunch of spray paint left, enough for next time I think. Well, I have to go; there’s leftover popping boba to eat and I Love Lucy episodes to watch.
My friends and I are doing something different this weekend. Something special. We’re spray painting a pig. Yes, you heard right, we are going to take spray paint and coat a pig in it. Of course, this graffiti is legal, if it wasn’t I wouldn’t be telling the public, but it doesn’t mean it isn’t going to be epic. By now I have a feeling you wondering where the heck I live, because as far as you know spray painting farm animals isn’t legal anywhere on the planet. Well, as far as I know it isn’t. Still, this is an exception. Why? Well, this particular pig is made of concrete. Yes, in our town there is a store that has a concrete pig in its parking lot and it is free range to do graffiti on.
I’ve wanted to paint the pig for a while now but was always unsure how legal it was. Finally, we called the store and asked. They said it was fine so all was left was to buy the spray paint. Being the Silas Marner I am, I was appalled at the current prices of spray paint. Then, one day, everything changed. No, actually my mom just found some cheap spray paint at a close out store. So now, in a plastic bag, with a German yodeler on it, sit seven cans of spray paint. It’s been in my room for a couple weeks now and this weekend me and my friends will get to use it. We’re planning to go at night and channel our inner juvenile delinquents.
Well, by the title of this post you can probably tell that there will be second part to it. If all goes well I’ll have some pictures to share, so be watching!