“When I look back on my childhood I wonder how I managed to survive at all. It was, of course, a miserable childhood: the happy childhood is hardly worth your while. Worse than the ordinary miserable childhood is the miserable Irish childhood, and worse yet is the miserable Irish Catholic childhood.” So begins the luminous memoir of Frank McCourt, born in Depression-era Brooklyn to recen…
No growing pains have ever been more hilarious than those sufferes lpudly by the riotous Gilbreth clan.
We could all use a break. This guide to the schoolyard games of childhood is "something special" (The Wall Street Journal). Remember recess? It was that refreshing break between classes that cleared the cobwebs, refreshed the mind, and got everyone moving. Recess is the ultimate illustrated guide to the best games of the playground, for inside or outside, kids or grownups. With detailed i…
Dorothy thinks she is lost forever when a terrifying tornado crashes through Kansas and whisks her and her dog, Toto, far away to the magical land of Oz. To get home Dorothy must follow the yellow brick road to the Emerald City and find the wonderfully mysterious Wizard of Oz. Together with her companions the Tin Woodman, the Scarecrow and the Cowardly Lion whom she meets on the way, Dorothy em…
An accessible examination of Indonesia's economic history from the late nineteenth to the early twenty-first century from a comparative perspective.
When some school strawberry plants are vandalized, a lost blazer button at the scene of the crime leads straight to the Naughtiest Girl. It is hers, but how did it get there—and why would anyone want to pin the blame on Elizabeth?
Elizabeth is overjoyed to be appointed monitor again, especially when the new head-boy and girl have such exciting ideas. But one of the second form boys is slowly turning all the other boys against her, starting with a nasty note in her desk and ending with a false tip-off about a midnight pillow fight in the boys' dormitory. Can she find out who has a grudge against her, and why?