Showing posts with label Reading. Show all posts
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Redeeming Love

I don't read romance novels.  I just...don't.  Not my thing.

For the past few years, I've been hearing a lot of buzz about a certain book - Redeeming Love

Having never read a romance novel before, I imagine this sets the bar pretty high.  To sum up, a righteous man falls in love with a "soiled dove" of a prostitute whose heart is hardened completely towards men.  After rescuing her from the bondage and physical abuse of her brothel, he marries her and takes her home as his wife.  She doubts his love for her, feels unworthy of love, and rejects his love by repeatedly abandoning him whether to return to her old life or seemingly selflessly leave him alone and free to find a more suitable, worthy partner. 

It's pretty intense.

The intensity is only magnified by the fact that while it's billed as a historical romance novel, the entire book is a direct allegory for the book of Hosea in the Bible.   The book of Hosea, a story about a prophet and his prostitute bride, is an allegory for the love between Jesus Christ and his bridegroom, the church.

Oh boy - a double allegory - for this left-brained gal.  And I still liked  loved it?  Now that's saying something. 

Long story short, I started this 500-ish page novel on Saturday night around 10pm. I finished it today, Monday, a little after lunchtime.  Almost every page of my borrowed book is tear-stained from the beauty of undeserved, freely flowing love embodied in Michael Hosea, a simple farmer who loves his wife, despite her horrid past and in spite of herself. 

I know I'm pregnant, and I'm turning into my mother with a chronic case of tears, but I defy anyone to read this book and not get caught up in it.  I double dog dare you.

You'll finish it with more than the warm fuzzies.  You'll finish it feeling redeemed, no matter what your past contains. 

Thank you, Jesus.

6

Duh-duh-duh-duh-duh Dora

I know I've proclaimed my love for the public library before.  I believe I've also mentioned Abby's method for choosing books, which is to select only ones with pink and/or purple spines.  (For as tomboy-ish as I am, she balances me out in girly-ness.)  I don't think I've talked about my general disdain for all things "character".  Winnie the Pooh, Power Rangers, Nickelodeon characters, Disney Princesses.  Not a fan.  I mean, I like the shows (excepting Power Rangers), but I'm just not a fan of plastering the stuff all over our house, kids' clothes & toys, and the food in our pantry.

Obviously, there are exceptions.  It happens.  My kids have been eating Dora fruit snacks because they were practically free at Kroger a couple of weeks ago.  We have a Barbie scooter for Abby because it was the cheapest deal we could find on Black Friday this year.  Ben & Abby each have a character umbrella that they were out singing in the rain with last week. 

And then there are the books...

That come from the library (and grandparents)...

Most recently it was Dora Saves Mermaid Kingdom.

We got 5 books per kid.  Abby decided to read this one exclusively at every opportunity.  The other four books are equally pink, but probably much better books.

Who am I to judge?  I've never had a children's book published.  I am not the multi-million dollar creative genius behind Dora the Explorer, who is clearly doing something right to be so successful.  I just have three kids to whom I have read nine bajillion books. And then there's the fact that I was a kid once who devoured books not unlike The Incredible Book-Eating Boy

So maybe I'm qualified to judge a little.

It's just that this particular book was terrible.  I mean.  Just awful.  To the point that it left me scratching my head after the first time I read it.  And of course, Abby wanted to read it every waking minute until we returned it to the library today.  We read it so many times the first couple of days that she memorized it and read it back to me time after time after time.

It was the longest two weeks of my life.

Now, I will share with you the basic plot of the story - with pictures.  So that you can all become a little bit dumber, just as I have.

It starts out with a giant clam telling a story about the mermaid kingdom to Dora & Boots on "Clean Up the Beach Day".  One day, a mermaid named Mariana found a magic crown that would grant her one wish.  It was perfect timing considering an evil octopus had recently taken to dumping boatloads full of garbage onto the mermaid kingdom.  Unfortunately, just as she was about to put the crown on, a wave swept it away.  Drat.


Okay, so is this as random to anyone else at this point as it was to me?  Why was the clam telling this story?  Why is an octopus driving a garbage boat and using a crane to dump said garbage into the water?  Don't octopi live in the ocean as well?  A little self-defeating, don't you think?  And is the octopus wearing a tin can for a hat?  What's up with that?

After a wave washes the crown (corona) right into the hands of Dora and Boots, they decide to deliver it to Mariana.  They consult with Map (of course).  He guides them on their way with stops on Pirate Island where Dora and Boots have to do the Coconut Conga to get past the coconutty trees (that little iteration is courtesy of Abby).  The pirate pigs teach them how to do the wiggle.  There's a joke about sweating like a pig here, probably.  It's lost on me today.


So, pirate pigs?  That's weird too, right?  I can't lie.  This was my favorite part of the book.  I like the idea of having to "wiggle, wiggle, wiggle" past crazy trees.

Made it past Pirate Island and they now have to get across the Silly Sea, which is comprised of a bunch of fish-tailed animals that are not ordinarily found in the water.   The interactive Dora asks the reader what they could ride on to get past the silly sea animals.  The correct answer is...the dolphins, which Diego helps summon by saying "squeak, squeak!"

  

The first time we read this, my four year old answered with the obvious answer - "The jetski!"  Sorry, hun, that makes too much sense for a Dora book.  The "right" answer is that you have to ride on a dolphin while Diego laughs at you from his waverunner.

After all the hard work, they made it to the mermaid kingdom where they were almost able to deliver the crown to Mariana, but they were too late!  The evil (another iteration from Abby - the actual adjective used was "mean") octopus threw a net on her.  She slipped the crown to Dora who put it on and turned into a mermaid - a mermaid who had one wish!  Of course, she wished to clean up the mermaid kingdom.

 

The story could have ended here and it would have been great.  The end.  But nooooo...

After using her solitary wish to clean up the mermaid kingdom, there's still trash all over, so she enlists the help of the other mermaids to clean up.  Everyone say, "Clean up time!"


Worst wish-granting EVER.  If I used my wish to clean something up and then still had to come behind and finish the job I would be ticked.  It'd be like pulling into a full-service gas station, but still having to get out and pump your own gas.  Uhhhh....  Total waste of a wish, if you ask me.  She should have definitely tried for something better and let Mariana use her wish on cleaning up the mermaid kingdom.

They rescue Mariana from the net and turn it on the evil octopus who vows to take his trash to the dump instead of pouring it atop Mermaid Kingdom.  Dora turns back into a person when Mariana "needs" her crown back.  Then, Mariana gives Dora a magic mermaid necklace so that she can come visit anytime. 

The End


I don't think it was really Mariana's crown to begin with, seeing as how she had just found it when the wave washed it out of her grip, but she was sure quick to demand it back.  Selfish.  I find it strange too that the mermaid has in her possession things that can magically transform normal people into mermaids on a whim, but has no power to stop a water-creature from operating a trash crane.  


Or maybe I just think about things too much.  (No, that couldn't possibly be it.)

In all seriousness, I like silly.  I like taking imaginative liberties.  But, I also like things to have some semblance of making logical sense.  Is that really too much to ask?

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