Sittin' in the Chair...

We have lots of fun reading... and here are some of our favorites, along with a synopsis, a rating, and some other fun stuff (such as poetry and pictures and-)! Collected by Tiffani- Joi and Sierra. Enjoy!

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Girls Bible Study




Girls Bible Study last evening.. because of the rainy weather, a tea was hosted instead at Tiffani's house.
Sierra, Tiffani, Hannah and Karah.

We also found out our names in Hawaiian! Kiela(Sierra), Kipani (Tiffani), Kana (Hannah), and Kala (Kara):) Fun, fun! We also played Dutch Blitz, and Clue Mysteries.

And we discussed our Girls Bible Study by Elizabeth George... PRAYER is of the essence!

Monday, January 18, 2010

Jane Eyre

Jane Eyre is about a young girl, namely Jane Eyre. She is an orphan, and no one likes her much... as a result, she is sent away to a young ladies boarding school, where she suffers many hardships, yet in all things remains sincere. She eventually falls in love with a wealthy gentleman, Mr. Rochester, but obstacle after obstacle gets in both of thier ways: money, age, etc. Finally on their wedding day, the worst blow of all strikes. Jane Eyre is full of much drama: fires, storms, attempted murder, and a mad wife in an attic- it sounds crazy, but it is definetely one of the best classics around.

Written by~ Sierra
Rating~ ******
Author~ Charlotte Bronte

In the Garret

In the Garret
By Louisa May Alcott

Four little chests all in a row,
Dim with dust, and worn by time,
All fashioned and filled, long ago,
By children now in their prime.
Four little keys hung side by side,
With faded ribbons, brave and gay
When fastened there, with childish pride,
Long ago, on a rainy day.
Four little names, one on each lid,
Carved out by a boyish hand,
And underneath there lieth hid
Histories of the happpy band
Once playing here, and pausing oft
To hear the sweet refrain,
That came and went on the roof aloft,
In the falling summer rain.

Meg on the first lid, smooth and fair.
I look in with loving eyes,
For folded here, with well-known care,
A goodly gathering lies,
The record of a peaceful life
Gifts to gentle child and girl,
A bridal gown, lines to a wife,
A tiny shoe, a baby curl.
No toys in this first chest remain,
For all are carried away,
In their old age, to join again
In another small Meg’s play.
Ah, happy mother! Well I know
You hear, like a sweet refrain,
Lullabies ever soft and low
In the falling summer rain.

Jo on the next lid, scratched and worn,
And within a motley store
Of headless, dolls, of schoolbooks torn,
Birds and beasts that speak no more,
Spoils brought home from the fairy ground
Only trod by youthful feet,
Dreams of a future never found,
Memories of a past still sweet,
Half-writ poems, stories wild,
April letters, warm and cold,
Diaries of a wilful child,
Hints of a woman early old,
A woman in a lonely home,
Hearing, like a sad refrain
Be worthy, love, and love will come,
In the falling summer rain.

My Beth! the dust is always swept
From the lid that bears your name,
As if by loving eyes that wept,
By careful hands that often came.
Death cannonized for us one saint,
Ever less human than divine,
And still we lay, with tender plaint,
Relics in this household shrine
The silver bell, so seldom rung,
The little cap which last she wore,
The fair, dead Catherine that hung
By angels borne above her door.
The songs she sang, without lament,
In her prison-house of pain,
Forever are they sweetly blent
With the falling summer rain.

Upon the last lid’s polished field
Legend now both fair and true
A gallant knight bears on his shield,
Amy in letters gold and blue.
Within lie snoods that bound her hair,
Slippers that have danced their last,
Faded flowers laid by with care,
Fans whose airy toils are past,
Gay valentines, all ardent flames,
Trifles that have borne their part
In girlish hopes and fears and shames,
The record of a maiden heart
Now learning fairer, truer spells,
Hearing, like a blithe refrain,
The silver sound of bridal bells
In the falling summer rain.

Four little chests all in a row,
Dim with dust, and worn by time,
Four women, taught by weal and woe
To love and labor in their prime.
Four sisters, parted for an hour,
None lost, one only gone before,
Made by love’s immortal power,
Nearest and dearest evermore.
Oh, when these hidden stores of ours
Lie open to the Father’s sight,
May they be rich in golden hours,
Deeds that show fairer for the light,
Lives whose brave music long shall ring,
Like a spirit-stirring strain,
Souls that shall gladly soar and sing
In the long sunshine after rain.

A Borrower on this Blog

Sad passing.....

Please join me in remembering a great icon of the entertainment community. The Pillsbury Doughboy died yesterday of a yeast infection and trauma complications from repeated pokes in the belly. He was 71.

Doughboy was buried in a lightly greased coffin. Dozens of celebrities turned out to pay their respects, including Mrs. Butterworth, Hungry Jack, the California Raisins, Betty Crocker, the Hostess Twinkies, and Captain Crunch. The grave site was piled high with flours.

Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy and lovingly described Doughboy as a man who never knew how much he was kneaded. Doughboy rose quickly in show business, but his later life was filled with turnovers. He was not considered a very smart cookie, wasting much of his dough on half-baked schemes. Despite being a little flaky at times, he still was a crusty old man and was considered a positive roll model for millions.

Doughboy is survived by his wife Play Dough, three children: John Dough, Jane Dough and Dosey Dough, plus they had one in the oven. He is also survived by his elderly father, Pop Tart.

The funeral was held at 3:50 for about 20 minutes.

The Inheritance

The Inheritance was Louisa May Alcott's first novel, but was published last. (Yes, a little odd, I know) It tells the story of Edith and James Percy (affectionately known by us as J.P). Edith is a poor orphan, a companion to her patroness' daughter, Amy; while James Percy is a wealthy gentleman who's not full of himself like another character we know of (at this point, you may check in Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice and find someone named Mr. D). Everything goes nicely... until... some money is stolen by someone with ulterior motives. It is not the money said person is after, but to shame an innocent, sweet child we all know and love. If you happened to guess, we mean Edith!!! There! We SPOILED a perfectly wholesome novel. And now we shall attempt to spoil the last two pages: Edith and J.P. live happily ever after............ and Lord Arlington- wait, you don't know about Lord Arlington?!?!? Well, he's the rascal who, um... well, you have to read about it; we're not going to spoil everything. Have we intrigued you enough? We might be lying, you know... naw, we wouldn't do that... or would we? You never know who or what could pop up when you read Louisa May Alcott's The Inheritance.

Written by~ Sierra and Tiffani
Rating~ ****** Tiffani says she'd "give it an eight if it were eight out of ten! I'd give it a five, not a six, because of the same certain person as above.. but we don't want to give everything away.. just... most of it":-)
Author~ Louisa May Alcott

The Count of Monte Cristo

My first post will be on the book I rate as a six star book! They would normally be rated as a five star book, but, just because this one is great it will be a SIX star book!

The Count of Monte Cristo is written by Alexandre Dumas. It is a tale of mystery, and intrigue, about a young man named Edmund Dante who is engaged to Mercedes, his "friend", if you will:). However, three of his friends are jealous, and will do absolutely anything to keep him from his plans. They each plan together, then break off into their own seperate worlds after they think they have Edmund out of the way. Unfortunately, they don't, and years later, Edmund comes back for his revenge as the count of Monte Cristo.

Written by~ Sierra
Rating: ******
Author: Alexandre Dumas
Number of Pages: 1, 467 (Don't let the size intimidate you)

Welcome to In My Chair- Reading!

Hi there! This blog will be about the books I LOVE and read all the time... and about books that I read and don't love as much! Ha! I've been wanting to do this for forever, but... anyhow, here it is!