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When I went to my bedroom to change, though, I was reallyshocked. Mom had extended her cleaning ways to include my room. All mycarefully laid out messes were gone. It would probably take me months toreassemble things. I considered screaming at Mom about the sanctity of one'sbedroom, but I decided against it. Mom obviously wanted this guy to think sheand I were the perfect American family, and lf that meant even my room had tobe clean, then nothing was going to stop her.

I could live with it, at leastfor the evening. Mom hardly ate her chicken, which I figured was out ofdeference to the vegetarian, but I had two and a half pieces, figuring it mightbe years before Mom made it again.

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Jack ate more potatoes than I'd ever seenanother human being eat. No gravy, but lots of potatoes.

We talked polite stuffduring dinner, what he was studying in college, where Mom worked, theadjustments Leigh Ann had had to make. Their real things could only bediscussed one on one, so after the pie and ice cream, I excused myself and wentto Mom's room to watch TV. Only I couldn't make my eyes focus, so I crossed thehall to my room and recreated my messes. Once I had everything in proper order,though, I put things back the way Mom had had them.

I could hear them talkingwhile I moved piles around, and then I turned on my radio, so I couldn't evenhear the occasional stray word, like father and high school and lawyer. Thatwas a trick I'd learned years ago, when Mom and Dad were in their fightingstage. The radio played a lot of old songs that night. It made me feel like Iwas seven all over again. After a while Mom knocked on my door and said Jack wasleaving, so I went to the living room and shook hands with him again.

I stillcouldn’t tell anything about his personality from his handshake, but he didhave good manners, and he gave me a little pecking kiss on my check, which Ithought was sweet of him. Mom kept the door open, and watched as he walked thelength of the corridor to the stairs. She didn't close the door until he'dgotten into a car, his I assumed. Maybe it was a loaner from his father. 'Don't you ever give up something so important toyou that it breathes when you do,' Mom said. 'It doesn't have to be akid.

It can be a dream, an ambition or a marriage, or a house. It can beanything you care about as deeply as you care about your own life. Don't everjust give it away, because you'll spend the rest of your life wondering aboutit or pretending you don't wonder, which is the same thing, and you'll wake upone morning and realize it truly is gone and a big part of you is gone with it.Do you hear me, Tiffany?' I left her sitting in the living room and wentto my bedroom and closed my door. But this time I didn't tum the radio on, andlater, when I'd been lying on my bed for hours, not able to sleep, could hearher in her room crying.

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I'd heard her cry in her room a hundred times before,and a hundred times before I'd gotten up and comforted her, and I knew she'dcry a hundred times again and I’d comfort her then, too, but that night I juststayed in my room, on my bed, staring at the ceiling and listening to her cry.I think I did the right thing not going in there. That's how it is withstranger. You can never really comfort them. THERING OF GENERAL MACIASAdrama of the Mexican Revolution by JosephinaNiggliTheliving room of Gen. Macias’s home is luxuriously furnished in the gold andornate style of Louis XVI. In the right wall are French windows leading intothe patio. Flanking these windows are low bookcases.

In the back wall is,right, a closet door, and, center, a table holding a wine decanter and glasses.The left wall has a door upstage, and downstage a writing desk with a straightchair in front of it. Near the desk is an armchair. Down right is a small sofawith a table holding a lamp at the upstage end of it. There are pictures on thewalls. The room looks rather stuffy and unlived in. Whenthe curtains part, the stage is in darkness save for the moonlight that comesthrough the French windows.

Then the house door opens and a young girl innegligee enters stealthily. She is carrying a lighted candle. Stands at thedoor a moment listening for possible pursuit, then moves quickly across to thebookcase. This Miss Phathupats by Juan Crisostomo Soto1Miss Yeyeng was an overly made-up lady. People were saying, her parents were born in one corner of Pampanga in the smallest town there. Because of this, Miss Yeyeng who was a Filipina from head to foot even to the ends of her hair, was Capampangan, too.2Her people, because they were poor were mostly vendors like Miss Yeyeng who was often seen carrying guinatan or bichu-bicho on her head, walking to the gambling houses. For a long while there were no surprises in the life of this miss.3The revolution died down.

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The American Military Government opened schools and chose of their men to teach there. Meanwhile Miss Yeyengshe was still Yeyeng then without the “miss,” had a regular customer among the teacher-soldiers. He persuaded Miss Yeyeng to study in the school where he taught so they could understand each other better. When they spoke to each other the soldier had use English to Miss Yeyeng’s Capampangan. So she tried hard to study in.

This review has been hidden because it contains spoilers. To view it,This book is.interesting. The story is told through letters, memiors, college essays, and wills. I didnt particularly like that style, I did at first but then it just got annoying and old. What i learned from this book is that giving up is not an option.no matter how inviting it is.no matter what the circumstances are.u cant give up. I would reccomend this book to anybody who is looking for something that is chalked full of emotion and hardships.

Susan Beth Pfeffer was born in New York City in 1948. She grew up in the city and its nearby suburbs and spent summers in the Catskill Mountains. When she was six her father wrote and published a book on constitutional law, and Pfeffer decided that she, too, wanted to be a writer. That year she wrote her first story, about the love between an Oreo cookie and a pair of scissors. However, it wasn't Susan Beth Pfeffer was born in New York City in 1948.

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She grew up in the city and its nearby suburbs and spent summers in the Catskill Mountains. When she was six her father wrote and published a book on constitutional law, and Pfeffer decided that she, too, wanted to be a writer. That year she wrote her first story, about the love between an Oreo cookie and a pair of scissors. However, it wasn't until 1970 that her first book, Just Morgan, was published. She wrote it during her last semester at New York University; since then, she has been a full-time writer for young people.She has won numerous awards and citations for her work, which range from picture books to middle-grade and young-adult novels, and include both contemporary and historical fiction. She is also the author of the popular Portraits of Little Women series for grades 3-6, and has written a book for adults on writing for children.To date, she has written more than 60 books. About David was awarded the South Carolina Young Adult Book Award.

The Year Without Michael is an ALA Best Book for Young Adults and winner of the South Carolina Young Adult Book Award; it was also named by the American Library Association as one of the hundred best books for teenagers written between 1968-1993.When she is not working, she enjoys watching movies, both new and old, and collecting movie memorabilia, reading biographies and histories, and eating foods that are bad for her. She lives in Middletown, New York, with her two cats, Alexander and Emily.Named the American Library Associations Young Adult Library Services Association Best Book for Young Adults 2007 and Teens’ Top Ten Booklist in 2007. Finalist for the Andre Norton Award, Quill Awards, Hal Clement Awards.