Library Greetings: Summer Reading

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The library will be closed for Memorial Day on Saturday May27andMondayMay 29. It will reopen on Tuesday May 30 at 9:30 a.m.

The Summer Reading Program for early literacy is coming up very soon. For anybody with a child age three and under, they will want to get them signed up for this wonderful program.

It will be on Tuesdays, June 13 and 20 and July 11 and 18, starting at 10:00 a.m. It will consist of a variety of early literacy skills, singing, interactions with your baby, music, babies language, fun little bonding activities and games one can do with their little one.

It is geared for birth to three years of age. For any questions or to sign up, come by the library or give us a call.

Bloomfield Academy was founded in 1852 by the Chickasaw Nation in conjunction with missionaries. It remained open for nearly a century, offering Chickasaw girls one of the finest educations in the West.

After being forcibly relocated to Indian Territory, the Chickasaws viewed education as instrumental to their survival in a rapidly changing world. Bloomfield became their way to prepare emerging generations of Chickasaw girls for new challengesandopportunities.

Amanda J. Cobb became interested in Bloomfield Academy because of her grandmother, Ida Mae Pratt Cobb, an alumna from the 1920s. Drawing on letters, reports, interviews with students, and school programs, Cobb recounts the academy’s success story.

In stark contrast to the federally run off-reservation boarding schools in operation at the time, Bloomfield represents a rare instance of tribal control in education. For the Chickasaw Nation, Bloomfield-a tool of assimilation- became an important method of self-preservation Listening to Our Grandmothers’ Stories: The Bloomfi eld Academy for Chickasaw Females by Amanda Cobb. This book has been written about the Bloomfield Academy which is located just east of Lebanon, Ok on Hwy 32 in Marshall County.

Vienna, late 1930s. Bright, red-headed Inge Eisenger leads a privileged life with her glamorous, distant mother.

When forced to flee from Nazi-occupied Austria to Switzerland, Inge sees her young life turned upside down. She hopes to finally connect with her mother during their escape, but her mother soon abandons her.

Vulnerable and alone, Inge makes her way to Paris before reuniting with her grandmother in Central France. But even there, Inge endures one hardship after another--all while her grandmother keeps a family secret that, if revealed, could result in their whole family’s demise.

Running for Shelter is written by Inge’s 15-yearold granddaughter, Suzette Sheft. The gripping, true storyoffersawindowthrough which young adult readers can witness the challenges of growing up during the Holocaust.

“I’m a big believer that women should help each other, Tasha,” she says. “Don’t you think?” Tasha Jenkins has finally found the courage toleaveherabusivehusband.

Taking her teenage son with her, Tasha checks into a hotel the night before their flight out of D.C. and out of Kordell Jenkins’s life forever. But escaping is tougher than she anticipated, and Tasha finds herself doing the very the last thing she wantedturning back.

As she is leaving the hotel, awhitewomanpoundsonher car window, begging to be let in. Behind her an angry man is in pursuit.

Tasha lets her in and takes off. The two women talk and briefly bond during their drive.

Tasha and Madison Gingell may live in different neighborhoods and have different everyday realities, but both are at the mercy of their husbands’ whims. Tasha and Madison want to help each other out of their marriages. But they have very different ideas of what that means.

As fantasy meets reality, Tasha and Madison are on a collision course that will end in the case files of the D.C. MPDhomicideunit.Unraveling the truth of what really happened may be impossible and futile.

Because what has the truth ever done for women likeTashaandMadison?One fateful encounter upends the lives of two women in this tense domestic thriller, Not So Perfect Strangers , by L. S. Stratton.