Posted in book reviews (all genres), poetry friday, tagged alma flor ada, book reviews, children's books, children's poetry, david diaz, f. isabel campoy, Hispanics, latinos, literature, nonfiction, poetry on November 8, 2013 |
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Which of the following statements is true?
- Hispanics/Latinos are a single race who all look alike
- All Latinos in the United States are recent immigrants, most of whom are here illegally
- All Latinos speak Spanish and sound alike
- Hispanic immigrants aren’t interested in learning English
- Latinos are the largest and fastest growing minority group in the country and have lived in the territories now known as the United States for over four centuries.
If you guessed the last one, you’re correct, but did any of the other statements sound familiar? Chances are good you’ve encountered people who actually believe they’re true.
That’s one of the reasons Yes! We Are Latinos by eminent authors and scholars Alma Flor Ada and F. Isabel Campoy (Charlesbridge, 2013), is a must read not only for young people but for everyone.
All art © 2013 David Diaz
This wonderful celebration of the rich diversity and mixed cultural origins of the more than 50 million Latinos in the U.S. informs, enlightens, and helps to dispel many commonly-held misconceptions about who Latinos are and the nature of their vital, historic role in the fabric of our society.
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So nice of you to wear your monster mask for today’s post. Like me, you’re probably already feeling that Fall chill in the air, especially at night. The leaves will start turning in the blink of your good eye, the winds will howl, and come October, you’ll have an actual excuse to wear your green scaly costume in public.
While you’re gnawing on that leg bone in anticipation, thought I’d share three poems from Trick-or-Treat: A Happy Haunter’s Halloween by Debbie Leppanen and Tad Carpenter (Beach Lane, 2013).
This mixed bag of 15 rhymes is perfect for munchkins and short grown-ups who like their scariness served up with a good side of humor. A group of trick-or-treaters and iconic Halloween regulars (skeletons, mummies, ghouls, witches, black cats, monsters) are all out on the prowl for a spooktacularly good time. We follow them to a dark alley, a graveyard, a Halloween party, and into the homes of mummies and vampires. One of my favorite poems, “Mummy Dearest,” mentions eerie edibles:
She fixes my breakfast: worms on toast.
I like the juicy ones the most.
She tears my clothes all to shreds.
(On the bus, it sure turns heads.)
She packs me spider eggs for lunch.
Mmm . . . the way they snap and crunch!
*picks spider legs from teeth*
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