![]() ![]() ![]() Authors started writing more autobiographies and, glory be, they were done in a graphic novel format!!! Smile and Sisters by Raina Telgemeier, Sunny Side Up by Jenni Holm, El Deafo by Cece Ball, and The Dumbest Idea Ever by Jimmy Gownley. Then, like magic, something changed overnight. Not like there was a lot to pick and choose from. So depending on the age of the child I’d load them down with Knots in My Yo-Yo String by Jerry Spinelli or Marshfield Dreams by Ralph Fletcher or maybe one of the Beverly Cleary ones like A Girl From Yamhill. As it happens, middle grade authors of books for kids really like writing autobiographies. So like any good librarian I’d take the child to the biography/autobiography section and we’d start to hunt and peck. An AUTObiography, see? And there, clear as crystal, was the printed assignment. You mean a biography? No (of course not, silly librarian). ![]() A small child would walk into my room, belly up to the reader’s advisory desk, and ask for an autobiography. About ten years ago, when I was a children’s librarian in New York City, it was to be feared. I don’t pretend to know precisely why teachers give it out or what they hope child readers will get out of it. ![]()
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