Books We Love, Part 5 — Here in the Bonny Glen

December 10, 2005 @ 2:21 am | Filed under: Books,Fun Learning Stuff

Some books Jane particularly enjoys (and reads repeatedly):

Mistakes that Worked by Charlotte Jones.
So You Want to Be President? by Judith St. George.

The Anybodies by N. E. Bode
The Nobodies by N. E. Bode

Rowan of Rin and the rest of the series by Emily Rodda.

Emily of New Moon, Emily Climbs, and Emily’s Quest, and of course the entire Anne of Green Gables series, all by L. M. Montgomery. Not to mention her favorite Montgomery book, the book from which she takes her alias on this blog: Jane of Lantern Hill.

The Winged Watchman by Hilda van Stockum. Also by this author: The Cottage at Bantry Bay, Pegeen, and The Mitchells: Five for Victory. (And many more.)

The Complete Fairy Tales of George Macdonald. Also The Princess and the Goblin and The Princess and Curdie.
The Wright Brothers by Quentin Reynolds.

Ella Enchanted by Gail Carson Levine. Also—and Rose is a HUGE fan of these as well—all of the Princess Tales books by this author.

Loyola Kids Book of Heroes and Loyola Kids Book of Saints (Loyola Kids) by Amy Welborn.

Journey to the River Sea by Eva Ibbotson.

Linnets and Valerians and The Little White Horse by Elizabeth Goudge.

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