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    <![CDATA[An American Childhood]]>
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    <![CDATA[Annie Dillard remembers. She remembers the exhilaration of whipping a  snowball at a car and having it hit straight on. She remembers playing with the skin on  her mother's knuckles, which &quot;didn't snap back; it lay dead across her knuckle in a  yellowish ridge.&quot; She remembers the compulsion to spend a whole afternoon (or  many whole afternoons) endlessly pitching a ball at a target. In this intoxicating account  of her childhood, Dillard climbs back inside her 5-, 10-, and 15-year-old selves with  apparent effortlessness. The voracious young Dillard embraces headlong one fascination  after another--from drawing to rocks and bugs to the French symbolists.  &quot;Everywhere, things snagged me,&quot; she writes. &quot;The visible world  turned me curious to books; the books propelled me reeling back to the world.&quot;  From her parents she inherited a love of language--her mother's speech was &quot;an  endlessly interesting, swerving path&quot;--and the understanding that &quot;you do  what you do out of your private passion for the thing itself,&quot; not for anyone else's  approval or desire. And one would be mistaken to call the energy Dillard exhibits in  <em>An American Childhood</em> merely youthful; &quot;still I break up through the skin  of awareness a thousand times a day,&quot; she writes, &quot;as dolphins burst through  seas, and dive again, and rise, and dive.&quot;]]>
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    <body><![CDATA[This book was really delightful; a memoir that sort of takes me back to my own childhood, because of growing up in the same time period. I loved Annie's creative imagination, and the activities that occupied her days. I laughed a lot and loved looking at life through her eyes. It was a fun read. Tha...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/45964749">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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