My Reading Blog

Book Cover:  Those with no voice - the suffering children of Asia - tell their stories.  And as you listen to them, you share their anguish and rejoice in their triumphs.  The whole world seems to stop as you look on. This was an eye opening book - things happening to children that no one could imagine.  Parents selling their children, prostitution, begging, starving, etc.  The caste system in India seems unbelievable in this day and age.  In India, the goal for each person in the lowest caste is to just survive - a bit a food here, a penny for doing the worst thinkable job.  How can the upper castes not understand?  How can they continue to ignore what is happening?  Why don't they care?  It's their upbringing - it's been instilled in their minds that they are the only ones who count. The Gospel for Asia was developed to help the lower castes - especially the children - to make them aware that they are special and deserve as much as...

Book cover:  Things are finally looking up for defense attorney Mickey Haller.  After two years of wrong turns, he is back in the courtroom.  When his famed former colleague Jerry Vincent is murdered, Haller inherits the biggest case he's ever had:  defending Walter Elliot, a prominent Hollywood producer accused of murdering his wife and her lover  Haller has his hands full with Elliot, who seems more concerned about his movies than about a possible life. sentence.  With a key part of the defense's strategy missing, Mickey scrambles to prepare for trial, and the pressure only intensifies when he learns that Vincent's killer may be coming for him next. Enter Harry Bosch.  Determined to find Vincent's murderer, Bosch will do whatever it takes to crack the case, even if that means using Haller as bait.  Flip sides of the same coin, Haller and Bosch rarely see eye to eye on the law.  But as danger mounts and the stakes rise, there two loners re...

The last word of the "Word of the Day" workshop.  What a fun word!  As an adult, I don't think much about "playing" or at least I didn't until I had grandchildren.  Now, I find so much enjoyment getting down on the floor (it's not always easy to get up) and play with my granddaughters.  Building with blocks and then watching their excitement as they knock them over so it can be rebuilt, pushing a toy that makes noise and watching their joy as they see the balls popping up and down, putting a puzzle together and watching their diligence as they put each piece in correctly, and going to the playground to swing.  Maybe it's not the "play" that makes me happy, but rather seeing M & P's expressions as they discover new things. But, as I think about my life now, I do "PLAY".  I have my own toys to play with and discover new things and make things that I enjoy sharing with others. I don't get to play with M & P as oft...