What My Mother and I Don’t Talk About–a review and other things

About a month ago, I read what was perhaps one of the most brave, honest and poignant books of the year called What My Mother and I Don't Talk About edited by Michele Filgate. The title is long, but attractive to me nonetheless. And true to its form, it's a collection of stories from a …

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Book Review: Anne Frank–the Diary of a Young Girl

On the many ways in which I felt connected to AnneIf there’s ever a book that is more depressing and yet lively, filled with the fluidity of human emotion, it would be The Diary of a Young Girl by Anne Frank. I first read this book many, many years ago in high school—when you’re learning …

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The mystery of the boomerang generation, to me anyway

I’ve always thought of myself as a pretty typical kid. As a little girl, I didn’t like wearing dresses, but I liked playing with dolls – I even made clothes for them – as well as hopscotch, jump rope, marble games, and an imaginary game called “House” with the neighborhood boys. (You can guess how …

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