You carry 27 pounds, what do you get? Another day older and deeper in debt

While my daughter lounges on Kaanapali Beach, I attended her freshman orientation (cuz I’m a good dad) to get her locker assignment, class schedule, and make arrangements with the athletic director for a place to store her helmet and shoulder pads (the girl’s locker room not having lockers quite big enough). I also picked up her textbooks…all twenty-seven pounds of them. I know she won’t be carrying all of them everyday, but jeez, 27pounds? That’s almost a quarter of her body weight.

Of particular interest, to me anyway, was her reading list for freshman English:

Lord of the Flies
Cyrano de Bergerac
Cold Sassy Tree
The Color of Water
The House on Mango Street
Things Fall Apart

I’m pretty pleased with this list. Looks like we’re a long way from the books I read as a freshman.



Yeah. Like I would tell you....