“IMAGINE YOU HAD ONLY ONE DAY LEFT ON EARTH. WHAT WOULD YOU DO WITH IT?”
I read Ms. Bixby’s Last Day in a single sitting, on an airplane en route to California for
vacation. My mind, filled with excitement of the week to come, full of big events and
exciting outings, slowed and focused as I turned the first pages of
John David Anderson‘s novel.
Three hours and many tissues later, I set the book down as we hit the tarmac, looking
at vacation in a new light.
There are many things to say about this book. I could write about teachers and the
tremendous impact they have in the lives of our students, or tell you about the ones
that mattered most to me. I could write about boy friendship and the way it is honestly
explored and depicted in Topher, Steve, and Brand. I could write about the ways our
small acts of kindness to one another have a ripple effect, beyond our wildest
imagination, or about what it means to be truly seen by another person and
celebrated for who we are. All of these themes appear in the pages of this at times
vulnerable, at times laugh-out-loud funny, always perfectly voiced novel.
tremendous impact they have in the lives of our students, or tell you about the ones
that mattered most to me. I could write about boy friendship and the way it is honestly
explored and depicted in Topher, Steve, and Brand. I could write about the ways our
small acts of kindness to one another have a ripple effect, beyond our wildest
imagination, or about what it means to be truly seen by another person and
celebrated for who we are. All of these themes appear in the pages of this at times
vulnerable, at times laugh-out-loud funny, always perfectly voiced novel.
But instead, I’m going to write about carnations. As in, the flowers.
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