When I was in college, I lived in the off-campus campus housing (go figure). Anyway, we had a bus that took us all to and from, and one day I was walking with a friend of mine -- a new friend. He was a pianist (I wasn't yet); he talked a lot about how hard it was to get into the piano school (interestingly enough, that talk stopped when I got in a couple weeks later). Anyway, we were walking along, chatting, when I slipped on the pavement (yeah, I don't know how -- I've never been the picture of grace, however) and landed right on my butt. I was wearing a skirt too.
He was so embarrassed (for some reason) that he kept on walking, pretending he didn't even know me. He got on the bus and sat near the back, on the side whose windows faced away from me.
I couldn't get up -- because I was laughing too hard. I laughed and laughed, and finally another friend came up behind me and helped me up. The bus driver was another friend of mine, and he waited through all this. Everyone was so concerned, but I totally had the giggles after that and couldn't say much.
I was reminded of this occurrence earlier today when my son slipped getting off the bus. He barely fell and he wasn't hurt -- but he was embarrassed. Really embarrassed. I tried to figure out why he was so upset -- is it just an age thing? Do all five-year olds freak out when something little like that happens? I can't remember ever being that bothered by embarrassing things, though I'm sure I must have been once upon a time. Any wise parents out there with good suggestions for how to handle those fragile egos? (I'm guessing that giggling without end isn't the best plan.)
And onto the book reports:
For those of you who happened to Google your title and ended up here, please know that one star is not a bad thing in Robin's world -- just the fact the I picked up your book and started it means that somewhere it's getting good buzz (or that your blurb was really cool). 'R' means it's a re-read.
* I didn't make it beyond the first 20 pages.
** I made it to the end, but I either skimmed or skipped large sections.
*** I might have skipped/skimmed, but I liked it and will read it again.
**** I read at least 95% of the book and it was good.
***** I read every word, and I loved it!
Eat Cake, Jeanne Ray, R ***** (If you like humorous and touching books with a strong message of 'get off your butt and do it', this is for you!)
Timeline, Michael Crichton, R **** (I do like this very much; and I usually read it every couple of years.)
Wildwood Dancing, Juliette Marillier * (Does it count when I can't get interested enough to make it beyond page two? I've read elsewhere that this is a slow starter, and those who perservere seem to love it...I may have to try again another time.)