Showing posts with label friendship. Show all posts
Showing posts with label friendship. Show all posts

Saturday, August 8, 2015

Swashbuckling Summer Reading



Who doesn’t love a good story about the sea with swashbuckling tales of pirates, sword fights, and treasure? I think with the popularity of films like The Pirates of the Caribbean (now onto its 5 movie!) it’s safe to say, everyone loves these kinds of stories! The book I just finished reading you won’t find Captain Jack Sparrow or Captain Barbossa, it’s not a tale of stolen Aztec treasure, or even a quest to claim a mermaid’s tears, but it is just as moving, gripping, and much, much more real. The Swift, by Alex Banks, is a story about loss, family, friendships, and above all hope. Yes, there is plenty of fighting, adventure, sea-talk, and pirates, but all that is just the icing on the cake.

What I loved most about this book was how real the characters are. The main character, Pete, has such raw emotions throughout the book you can’t help but feel them yourself. I rarely read a middle-grade book where the characters have such power in their emotions, such realness. I found myself angry when Pete was angry, sad when he was sad, and I choked up plenty of times when Pete cried. This book had me flipping the pages and consuming the tale in no time at all. Normally I’m a slow reader, with work, kids, sleeping; I take days and days to finish a book. This one I had read in two days because it hooks you in with mystery and gives you adventure. I will be adding this to my collection beloved pirate books; it will rest alongside Treasure Island and Peter and the Starcatchers.

Summary: The night eleven-year-old Pete planned to shoot the winning goal in the championship hockey game was the same night his dad was lost at sea. Now, eight months later, his mom still cries all the time, his beloved grandfather, stricken with Alzheimer’s, can’t even remember him, and they’re about to lose their crappy old house to the bank. To make matters worse, his twin brother Henry blames Pete for all of it. After all, they were a family of fishermen—if Pete had gone to help on the boat instead of to the game, their dad might still be alive. While searching the attic for stuff they can sell, Pete finds a battle-torn ship-in-a-bottle. When he and Henry show the bottle to their grandpa, the three of them are transported back in time—on board the very ship that’s going down.  Battling pirates and the raging sea, the boys must learn to work together to help their grandpa save his past. If they don’t, they won’t have a future to return to.
 

Another great read by Alex Banks is SOS BOYS. Which I read last summer and loved! This one is a story in space and it's just as fun and gripping as this one!

A Little about Alex Banks: Alex Banks likes to say she holds a black belt in awesome since the only kind of kicking-butt she does is on paper. She lives in Utah with her kickin' husband, two sparring sons, one ninja cat, one samurai dog and four zen turtles. Alex writes Young Adult and New Adult fiction (suitable for readers over fourteen) under the name Ali Cross.

Saturday, March 30, 2013

Gratitude for “Little Miracles”

I heard it said that every now and then God likes to throw us a curve ball just to see if we can hit it. The past few weeks have been just that—a curve ball. I was diagnoses with Crohns disease about four years ago; never did I think it would be a life altering condition—boy was I wrong. In early October I woke up and was unable to move. My body ached everywhere. My legs seemed to be rebelling against me and refused to let me stand. Over the next few months I underwent test after test, going through specialty doctors like a kid would go through a bag of candy. Most experiences were not sweet and the results often left me with a stomach ache. 

In the end they determined the Crohns disease had begun to cause arthritis in my joins and that was the reason for so much pain and the struggles with my arms and legs. My doctor counseled me to find a desk job, something that would allow me to sit. My employer, a company I have been with for 11 years as a bakery manager, had no such position. Short term disability ran out, my job was gone, and I was on my own—or so I thought.

I took a week off Facebook (something that I am highly addicted to because I crave the social interactions I miss at work) as a type of fasting. I wanted to show God I was serious about finding a way to support my family. When I returned, I made it a goal to be more optimistic and not be one of the “those” people who complained all day long. Then the little miracles started happening . . . 

Suddenly angels were donating money, sending job referrals by email, giving book reviews on Amazon and Goodreads, and eBook sales increased. These “little miracles” really showed me that I was not alone in this situation. And it helped me see that God is mindful of everyone—especially so when he throws that curve ball your way. The overwhelming display of friendship and compassion for me and my family has literally brought me to tears. I want those involved to know how much I love and appreciate each of you. And not just for what you did, but because you had the compassion and strength to do it. So many times we see someone broken down on the street and we pass by thinking someone else will take care of it. I am so grateful no one passed me by when they saw that I was broken. 

Thank you all so very much! You have taught me a valuable lesson: We are never alone in our trials, God will send his angels to help; and sometimes he throws us a curve ball because he knows we CAN HIT IT.