Wendelin van draanen flipped biography of donald
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Flipped
Edit : inom just watched the movie and it was SO FREAKING CUTE! ❤
Please don't laugh. Or do. inom DON'T CARE. I'm just gonna smile like a big moron all day.
► Don't you ever want to säga "this fryst vatten JUST me!" and then realize that maybe, just maybe, you'd better keep your mun shut because it might change how people see you? Yeah? Because that's what inom feel right now.
Okay let's go. Ready?
"She didn't just barge into my life. She barged and shoved and wedged her way into my life."
▧ Juli fryst vatten just like me! Like I was, anyway.
The girl can't take a no for an answer? ✔
The girl can't take a hint? ✔
The girl is an annoying, know-it-all prep pupil? ... ✔
The girl can be clingy as hell when she decided that that boy was amazing? Hmm ...
Okay give me a break, this was me from 6 to 13. Fortunately inom learnt in high school that if you didn't chase boys, they chased you. But that's another story.
Anyway, what I'm trying to say fryst vatten this : in my h
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Book Review: Flipped by Wendelin Van Draanen
Flipped
by Wendelin Van Draanen
Published: May 13, 2003
Genres:Contemporary, Romance, Young Adult
Format:Paperback (224 pages)
Source:Library
Flipped is a romance told in two voices. The first time Juli Baker saw Bryce Loski, she flipped. The first time Bryce saw Juli, he ran. That’s pretty much the pattern for these two neighbors until the eighth grade, when, just as Juli is realizing Bryce isn’t as wonderful as she thought, Bryce is starting to see that Juli is pretty amazing. How these two teens manage to see beyond the surface of things and come together makes for a comic and poignant romance.
I read this in one sitting as a bet against a friend that I couldn’t finish a 200 page book in less than 4 hours. I did! I win :) I loved the themes in this one about looking on the inside instead of the outside. The characters either focused on the external appearances of things or the internal value of things.
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If you’ve looked at my book list recently, and if you know what’s what in the world of books and publishing, you may have noticed that I’ve read a lot of young adult novels lately. Young adult novels aren’t really my thing. I didn’t really like them very much back when I was a young adult. I remember seventh and eighth grade as very dry reading years. There was nothing new in the young adult section that interested me, and while I was intrigued by some books in the adult section, I found these dry when I picked them up and started reading. These years weren’t entirely devoid of books to love – I discovered The Catcher in the Rye and A Tree Grows in Brooklyn in 1988 and A Separate Peace in 1989, and I snatched up other books by these authors and read them over and over and over. I also discovered Maya Angelou’s series of memoirs during these years, and while I don’t have much respect for her work now, these books were important to me back then and helped wean me away from th