Belonging with Judy Blume
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I don’t intend on doing a review of every book on my A-Z list but this one I had to share with you.
My mom took me for my first library card before I could even read. Reading was part of our regular schedule. Once I started reading for fun I alternated between conventional books like The Hobbit and the contemporary. In elementary and middle school every girl was reading Baby Sitters Club and Judy Blume.
Yes, that Judy Blume. I’m sure you know her. Author of great books like “Are You There God, It’s Me Margaret?”, “Deenie”, “Blubber” and the series about “Fudge.” Who doesn’t remember “I must, I must, I must increase my bust.” Each new book was amazing to figure out how Judy – an adult – knew what kids were thinking…and that they were all like me, in some way. It was like she was reading my mind.
Everything I Learned About Being a Girl I learned from Judy Blume edited by Jennifer O’Connell is a collection of essays from authors of various generations. They all read and learned from Judy Blume. Everything from the importance of self, respect for family and the all important (read: embarrassing) changes you go through as a girl. I had many of my own insights about the books but sharing the new things they learned makes me want to add them to my to-read list. Perhaps I might…After reading Heather’s discussion of the Baby Sitters Club I’m thinking about digging them out of my grandma’s attic.
Every reader and writer felt like they wanted to belong. Heck we still want to belong somewhere. As an ARMY brat I moved a lot…but loved the title and wear it proudly. That doesn’t mean I always fit in. The library was where I belonged. There was always a girl reading a book I’d read or wanted to read, so I knew I belonged. Judy helped me belong and believe I wasn’t as freakish as I thought.
Now as an adult it’s interesting to look back at adolescence through the eyes of each author and be relieved they had similar feelings. They belonged…someone understood them and their “freak” qualities weren’t as freaky as they thought.
If you are a Judy Blume fan this book is great to look back at the books from an adult perspective and enjoy seeing them again.