Bond, not James

I am going to write a tiny bit about Ruskin Bond. Because I was eating pickles. And I found many other fascinating tidbits about him online, I am not sure how many of them are true. Oh, but the tidbits are all adorable. I should eye roll at myself for saying that. So the first … Continue reading Bond, not James

Aboard the Underground Railroad

When the story starts, Harriet, thin, black, slave, not yet 8, is running away to escape a flogging from her mistress and hides in the mud in a pigpen. Book: Freedom Train, The Story of Harriet Tubman, by Dorothy Sterling Here is a case of helicopter parents doing their kids homework. So hopefully the kid's … Continue reading Aboard the Underground Railroad