"In All the Ways Home, Elsie Chapman gracefully explores the complexities of family and loss. The specificity in which Chapman narrates Kaede's journey in Japan is particularly satisfying. An insightful, compassionate, and honest look at a young boy's search for identity and home after the death of his mother."—Veera Hiranandani, author of Newbery Honor novel The Night Diary Sometimes, home isn’t where you expect to find it. After losing his mom in a fatal car crash, Kaede Hirano--now living with a grandfather who is more stranger than family--developed anger issues and spent his last year of middle school acting out. Best-friendless and critically in danger repeating the seventh grade, Kaede is given a summer assignment: write an essay about what home means to him, which will be even tougher now that he's on his way to Japan to reconnect with his estranged father and older half-brother. Still, if there's a chance Kaede can finally build a new family from an old one, he's willing to try. But building new relationships isn’t as easy as destroying his old ones, and one last desperate act will change the way Kaede sees everyone--including himself. This is a book about what home means to us—and that there are many different correct answers.
In 1941, Brick, a boy from New York's apple country, and Mariel, a girl made shy by her bout with polio, make a journey from Brooklyn back to help Brick's elderly neighbors save their apple crop and to help Mariel learn about her past.
Engaging and delightfully readable, this is a testament to one family's passion for Africa's wildlife and their conviction that nothing can change the essential nature of the land and its people.
McClelland & Stewart, A Division of Random House of Canada Limited 1 Toronto Street Toronto, Ontario M5C 2V6 Canadian Cataloguing in Publication Data Braithwaite, Max, 1911- All the way home eISBN: 978-1-55199-638-7 I. Title. PS8503.
It’s August 1941, and Brick and Mariel both love the Brooklyn Dodgers.
“Every now and then, you need a house – someone's ill, someone's having a difficult pregnancy, whatever, so you find an ... “I'm a... an exotic, and I'm lost and I can't find my way home, but you sold something that came from my planet, ...
Jolene looked back at the newly poured concrete foundation, and the skeleton of a frame rising from it, "And this project is your first new home?" "Right. Up to now we've just been remodeling and restoring pre-existing homes.
How little we all are! And how surely we all know it. How many years shall anyone of us wander this earth or any other planet? As a race, we have only been around a few million years. A speck. A drop. An easily forgotten event.
Saint Edward's Seminary feels like it is a long way away, ancient history. I have trained for a year and always from early on in flight school with the ultimate goal of being a gunship pilot. Now the time is here.
A day near Christmas, and my small hometown looked nice with all the shop windows dressed up and the homes of friends done out with Christmas ... The town where my home is lies on the banks of a wide river. ... The way of life is easy.
Maybe Sargent cried all the way home, coming up here; he was damned if Dorrie would follow the same pattern. “Before you bring the coffee, Uncle Chuck—” She caught at his hand. “Why did she do it? Just briefly and quickly—I can't ...