Book Review!

Someday Dancer

by Sarah Rubin

Summary:

A ballerina tale with a thoroughly modern twist!

Casey Quinn has got more grace in her pinkie toe than all those prissy ballet-school girls put together, even if you'd never guess it from the looks of her too-long legs and dirty high-top sneakers. It's 1959, and freckle-faced Casey lives in the red-dust countryside of South Carolina. She's a farm girl: Her family can't afford ballet lessons. But Casey's dream is to dance in New York City. And if anyone tries to stand in her way, she's going to pirouette and jeté right over them!

Casey's got the grit, and Casey's got the grace: Is that enough to make it in Manhattan someday? Or might the Big Apple have something even better in mind? When she meets a visionary choreographer she calls "Miss Martha," Casey's ballerina dream takes a thoroughly, thrillingly modern twist!

Age Range: 12+

Rating: Four stars

My Thoughts: This was another great book! I used to take ballet lessons so I felt right at home. You will cheer Case on from the beginning, through her ups and her downs as she strives to make it to the big stage: New York. A fun read set in a historical setting!
The reason I gave this book four stars was that the plot seemed to drag at times, or one thing jumped to the next to quickly without explanation. But overall, I really recommend it!

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Week One

It's a new week, almost a new month, so I'd thought I'd start it off with a photo and writing challenge. (This time, hopefully, I will actually finish it!)

Here is my Week 1 picture....

and what makes me unique....

....I have my own sense of style. I don't follow what the magazines tell me. I wear what makes me feel comfortable. When you walk into my closet, all you see is neon colors, skinny jeans, and dolmans. Oh, and my fave shoes: Ugg boots.

{I'm sooooooooooo proud of how this turned out! :D}

....I'm not like the other girls who are texting their friends all day long, posting on Facebook, or gossiping about their latest crush. First off, I don't have a cell phone or Facebook. Yup, that's right! And I'm 15! :O But I've realized I don't need one - at least not yet.

....I am loyal. So many times these days we here of people ditching and betraying their friends. It's annoying and sad. But I don't do that. No matter what. Some of my favorite sayings are: forgive and forget. Love each other as you would love yourself. Enjoy the little things in life, for one day you'll look back and realize they were the big things.

....and the best part is: I am God's girl. And no one can take that away from me.

Have a great day! :)

A Break

The title says it all! I'm going to take a week-long break to rest up, plan ahead, and get things done. I'm wiped-out from the weekend and I've also caught a cold. :P So, see you Sunday!

The Cute Side #13

Look at the beauty around you... and thank God for the wonderful world we live in.

Have a great day! :)

Being Me

This post was inspired by Sierra and Storyteller. :)

Being me means staying up later than I should.

Being me means regretting staying up late.

Being me means looking back fondly on old memories.

Being me means doubting myself.

Being me means wanting to impress other people far to often.

Being me means worrying about the future.

Being me means awkwardly bumping into things all the time.
Being me means laughing at anything anyone says.
Being me means talking to myself.
Being me means forgiving people easily. Like right away.

Being me means wishing I was artistic.

Being me means not being interested in celebrities.
Being me means being embarrassed when my friends find out I still have dolls.
Being me means not falling into peer pressure easily.
Being me means I procrastinate a lot.
Being me means getting excited over the littlest things (like cookie dough).
Being me means wishing I could still do 10 pull-ups in a row.
Being me means loving to watch kid movies over and over again no matter how old I am.
Being me means wishing I was more outgoing.
Being me means not wanting to forget.
Being me means singing out loud at random moments.
Being me means chasing my dog around the front lawn until we collapse on the grass and just lay there together.

Being me means getting excited when the Book Fair comes to town.
Being me means snapping at my siblings sometimes.
Being me means, unfortunately, not knowing how to do hairstyles or put make up on.
Being me means wanting to wear sundresses every single day.
Being me means loving living in the country.
Being me means loving going barefoot.
Being me means waiting for my future husband.
Being me means avoiding eating vegetables.
Being me is awesome.
Being me is challenging.
Being me is just the beginning of me.

I have a four day weekend! :D