Oh good grief, this book, Language Arts made me nuts. Not in a bad way. It took me a whole week to read it, not because it was hard to read or boring but because I kept having to put it down to ponder the story. Or to think about cursive handwriting. Or to research the history of Language Arts in elementary school curriculum.
Also… I didn’t see THAT coming, though I should have because TW made a couple of comments about “the daughter”. I should have realized something like that had to have happened. But that would be too nutty to even comprehend.
Anyway. I liked the book. It’s troubling in about a million different ways. Now I want a Palmer Method workbook and to just make loops all the time or at least until I’ve solved all of the big mysteries of life.