I’ve been thinking about the labels we assign (and earn) for ourselves and others. Can’t wait to read this one by Kate Beasley and share it with young readers.
The novel is about Frederick Frederickson, a 10-year-old who, through a series of madcap mishaps, winds up at a disciplinary camp for troublesome boys. When Frederick learns that the campers around him are there to be punished for various unknown crimes, he’s alarmed. He suddenly sees his bunkmates—Ant Bite, Specs, The Professor, and Nosebleed—as threatening delinquents. However, throughout the story, Frederick grows to realize that the boys are not what he first thought. They are better, kinder, smarter, and more complicated than he believed.
As I was writing, I played a lot of Frederick’s misunderstanding for laughs. I love to laugh every chance I get. But as I dug deeper into the characters’ lives…
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