We decided to have July's bookclub at Heidi's house and have a pot luck lunch. I don't know why I put July 16, the third Thursday in July, but, Heidi can't do July 9 so we will leave it as it is on the bookmark. We will meet at the usual time, 11:30. Here are the food assignments.
Drink-DeeAnn
Vegetable Salads-Susan, Deanna, Heidi, Debbie, Becky
Fruit Salads-Claudia, Jenny, Marci, Kelli, Davyne,
Dessert-Janell, Elise, Shari
Paper Products-Janet
Friday, May 29, 2009
Angels and Demons
This is the book for September. A notable remark is the use of an ambigram on the books cover. The title is written in such a way that it doesn’t only spell out in its form as presented, but also in another direction or orientation. (See front page).
Description:
An ancient secret brotherhood. A devastating new weapon of destruction. When world-renowned Harvard symbologist Robert Langdon is summoned to a Swiss research facility to analyze a mysterious symbol -- seared into the chest of a murdered physicist -- he discovers evidence of the unimaginable: the resurgence of an ancient secret brotherhood known as the Illuminati...the most powerful underground organization ever to walk the earth.
Truth and Responsibilitiy
Becky read us this story at book club.
The Chinese tell the story of an old man who owned a bony plow horse. One spring afternoon the horse ran away. The old man's friends, trying to console him, said, "We're so sorry about your horse, old man. What a misfortune you've had." But the old man said, "Bad news, good news--who knows?" A few days later the horse returned home leading a herd of wild horses. Again the friends came running. Filled with jubilation, they cried, "How wonderful!" But the old man whispered, "Good news, bad news--who knows?" Then the next day, when the farmer's son was trying to ride one of the new horses, the young man was thrown to the ground and broke both legs. The friends gasped. The old man stood still and said, "Bad news, good news--who knows?" And a short time later when the village went to war and all young men were drafted to fight, the farmer's son was excused because of the two broken legs. Good news. Bad news. Who knows?
The Chinese tell the story of an old man who owned a bony plow horse. One spring afternoon the horse ran away. The old man's friends, trying to console him, said, "We're so sorry about your horse, old man. What a misfortune you've had." But the old man said, "Bad news, good news--who knows?" A few days later the horse returned home leading a herd of wild horses. Again the friends came running. Filled with jubilation, they cried, "How wonderful!" But the old man whispered, "Good news, bad news--who knows?" Then the next day, when the farmer's son was trying to ride one of the new horses, the young man was thrown to the ground and broke both legs. The friends gasped. The old man stood still and said, "Bad news, good news--who knows?" And a short time later when the village went to war and all young men were drafted to fight, the farmer's son was excused because of the two broken legs. Good news. Bad news. Who knows?
My Sister's Keeper
This is our book to discuss in June at our picnic at Heidi's house.
"The author vividly evokes the physical and psychic toll a desperately sick child imposes on a family, even a close and loving one like the Fitzgeralds… there can be no easy outcomes in a tale about individual autonomy clashing with a sibling's right to life, but Picoult thwarts out expectations in unexpected ways… a telling portrait of a profoundly stressed family."
—Kirkus Reviews
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