For this Throwback Thursday, I’m sharing a book that I loved back when I was a wee litasaurus.
The summer between fourth and fifth grade, my parents and I moved from Dublin, California to Tucson, Arizona. I hated the change. Arizona was hot. It didn’t have grass to play on. All my classmates played tennis at the country club. It was just a hot mess.
I missed the Bay Area. I missed diversity. I missed public transportation (weird, I know.) But Tucson was lacking in all the areas that made Northern California such a rich place to live (no pun intended. Really.)
I was in a funk. I would dare to say it was a depression, even at a young age. But I discovered this book in the public library. And I loved it.
Looking back, I think I felt like the main character – hiding some embarrassing and sad secret by keeping quiet and not talking to anyone. I could relate to this character and it made me feel like I wasn’t alone in my problems.
But that lucky bitch got to ride a horse on the beach.
All I had were tarantulas and dirt.
No matter. It was a great read. Very appropriate for a young, emotionally distraught lady. So if you happen to know a young girl who needs a good book in her life, recommend this one to her. Something good to read on that wicked cool public transportation.
And in honor of Chris Kelly from Kris Kross, I am wearing my shirt backwards today and listening to this: