Lying is fun, kids! Just tell a bare-faced lie and you'll get to be popular! (No need to worry about adults calling you out on it) and when your new "Lying is fun, kids! Just tell a bare-faced lie and you'll get to be popular! (No need to worry about adults calling you out on it) and when your new "friends" find out-- just say "just kidding!" and "that's what FICTION is for!"
I kind of like the message about owning up when you screw up-- what kid doesn't do something like this at some point and have to face the shame? But WHAT a crappy expectation to set up-- now that he's admitted he's a LIAR and a FRAUD he gets hailed as the new popular kid for his "great imagination"?
You know, after reading this book, I cannot be even slightly surprised that this guy got fired for making inappropriate remarks with the kids. The levYou know, after reading this book, I cannot be even slightly surprised that this guy got fired for making inappropriate remarks with the kids. The level of hurt and betrayal he feels when, in "the darkest days of his career" he gets snubbed by a three (view spoiler)[hot (hide spoiler)] female students-- would make a lot more sense if there was an element of physical attraction involved.
His ego is so massive, so pervasive in every page, and his style so ADD rambling, it is really hard to imagine him as anything genuine. I hate the story of how he met his wife, when he "got the last word" by marrying her. And he just goes on and on about how much better he is than all the other teachers and how wonderful HIM is THE ANSWER that all students everywhere need. Gah.
I mean, all of his "love of literature" comes off as pompous blowhard pretense. "Atticus Finch saved my very life"? Oh, come on.
But, notice that there have not been any accusations of actual sexual misconduct, which is interesting. And maybe the sad reality is that sometimes the people who are willing to do the most for the kids, also are the ones who feel inappropriate feelings toward them.
I read this book for actual advice on actual childrearing. And he did have a couple of good things to say about goal-setting and being consistent. But, dang, that would have been a much better article than a whole book.["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>...more
Not a lot of love from me. Yeah, I didn't have a problem cruising along through it... but I was reminded of what haters of Neil Gaiman's "Sandman" sayNot a lot of love from me. Yeah, I didn't have a problem cruising along through it... but I was reminded of what haters of Neil Gaiman's "Sandman" say-- that it's a bunch of references dropped for the sake of dropping references. I actually love "Sandman", but the references here are all dropped to a bunch of technical physics-type stuff, which I've heard of but don't really care to read a "novel" about.
And I say "novel" because it has no central characters, plot, or setting. Just a bunch of what feels like false starts.
I think this is part of why sci fi is having it's divide between sad/rabid puppies. I mean, how many Western readers are genuinely, honestly going to like this? I come to this from a background of watching Chinese film, so I think I can sort of "get it" more than most-- and still I can't shake the mental image of a Hugo-award committee patting themselves on the back for being all posh and broad-minded for 'making a statement about the universality of science fiction' by giving this award to 'that one Chinese guy.' Yeah.
The best part of this book was the author's note at the end where he talks about his unusual ability to be thrilled and not horrified by the vastness of space, to concretely visualize physics concepts, and the influence of the travesty that was the Great Leap Forward on his life. If only the book was about him......more