Margaret Simon, almost twelve, has just moved from New York City to the suburbs, and she's anxious to fit in with her new friends. When she's asked to join a secret club she jumps at the chance. But when the girls start talking about boys, bras, and getting their first periods, Margaret starts to wonder if she's normal. There are some things about growing up that are hard for her to talk about, even with her friends. Lucky for Margaret, she's got someone else to confide in... someone who always listens
I picked this and one other book up, simply out of curiousity. Everyone seems to have read Judy Blume and I like to be part of the club.
Uh, well, I guess I chose...the wrong book? Nah, kidding, calm down, I liked it.
I just wasn't obsessed with it.
Because the main character was like..eleven. And she cared about eleven-year-old's issues.
The way she did it - and the way Judy Blume portrayed it, was amazing, I must say.
She really has the ability to see into a girl's head and write down what she finds there.
From my perspective the book was cute. And it made me wish I'd had it on my hands when I was eleven.
I will keep this review short simply because I know most of my readers are older than eleven, too, but just in case you're interested - or have maybe kids who are eleven - this book handles growing up and the beginning of puberty in the most beautiful way.
The language was very nice and friendly, the issues Margeret dealt with were fitting for a girl her age and I think the way she dealt with all the changes going on in her life would encourage other girls reading this to feel more secure and confident, too.