The oldest has some interesting reading assignments for her senior AP English class. She is reading contemporary poets, folks like Sylvia Plath, Elizabeth Bishop and Allen Ginsberg. She is also reading a Vietnam era book called, "The Things they Carried." Some challenging content for a 17 year old, but it has provided launching points for some in depth discussions. What a wonderful opportunity to observe how she is forming her thoughts and opinions at this point in her life. That evolution makes me proud and a bit sad. She is growing up.
My summer reading is far from weighty in nature. I found a new paranormal series at the library a while back and am reading the first book. Werecats. I like it so far and wish I could spend a bit more time with the novel. I read a few pages and then get called away or have to set it aside to work on something.
Well, it is Wednesday and the week is half gone. Summer days seems to fly by at a much fast clip than days in other times of the year.