The DMS Wants to Know!

Monday's Riddle put a little swing into the week, and the storm played on in Lizzy's review of St. Louis Armstrong Beach by Brenda Woods. Today, we want to hear from you!

The DMS wants to know: 
What is your favorite instrument? Do you play?

We'd love to hear your thoughts! ~ DMS

Week theme: Clarinet 

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Storm, Storm, Stay Away!

St. Louis Armstrong Beach wishes his name was a little less complicated, but he was named after his great-grandfather and his great-grandfather’s favorite musician. Saint is hoping to save up enough money to buy a special clarinet. Luckily, he's able to play his clarinet for the tourists and make money to save towards his goal. He gets closer every day. Things are confusing now that his best friend, Money, doesn't want to talk to him, and he had his palm read, which revealed that he has a short lifeline. Now he's worried about his future! When Saint’s family finds out Hurricane Katrina could hit their area, he's upset that they may have to leave town and go to his grandma's house. He knows the storm won’t hit, but decides he'll go as long as they can take Shadow, the neighborhood dog. What will they do when Shadow gets away? Will the hurricane really hit Saint’s house? Will he ever earn enough money to get that clarinet? You have to read this book to find out what happens to Saint and the rest of New Orleans.

St. Louis Armstrong Beach by Brenda Woods is a book that I read in one sitting. I could relate to the main character and how he felt about his best friend not wanting to hang out with him anymore. I loved that Saint really went after his dreams. Anyone who can save up close to $1000 for an instrument they want to practice shows a lot of determination, and I'd love to hear him play! Not only did I enjoy the story, but I felt the tension in the events surrounding Hurricane Katrina. My heart broke thinking about all the people whose lives changed during that time. There was a major storm taking place right outside my window while I read, and it definitely made the connections I felt even stronger! I recommend this book to kids in fourth grade and up, as there are some middle school topics. I look forward to reading more books by this author.

Has anyone else read St. Louis Armstrong Beach? Or have you read another book by Brenda Woods? We'd love to hear your thoughts!

Happy Reading!
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Answer to Monday's Riddle: A Good Swing...

Excellent guessing Riddlers! This week we're listening for the clarinet. Lizzy's review will take you back in time, and Friday there's always something fun going on, so be sure to stop by! See you all around the book block. ;) ~F

Wind and wood make me sing. When I'm on, your ears will ring. High to low, low to high; there was a Goodman who could make me fly. All in black with silver flair, I'm a mystery when the band is there. I've got a register that raises notes, but when I'm low, your spirit floats. Melancholy some will say, they don't like to hear me play. For, though a big part of the show, I'm subtle and modest, so you'll never know. The noise I make is uniquely mine, and if you're taught, I'll sound just fine.

What am I? Answer: A Clarinet!

Put a little swing back into your day. Enjoy! :)

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Flashy Vibrations...

Hello Riddlers! It's that time again. Can you guess our theme this week? It was the style I loved when I had to choose which to play. ; ) ~ F

Wind and wood make me sing. When I'm on, your ears will ring. High to low, low to high; there was a Goodman who could make me fly. All in black with silver flair, I'm a mystery when the band is there. I've got a register that raises notes, but when I'm low, your spirit floats. Melancholy some will say, they don't like to hear me play. For, though a big part of the show, I'm subtle and modest, so you'll never know. The noise I make is uniquely mine, and if you're taught, I'll sound just fine.

What am I?

I gave you a clue!

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