Sure enough, Mrs. Van (who's name isn't really Mrs. Van, it's Mrs. Van-something-too-long-for-the-kids-to-pronounce) took Zoe's book (The Rose Grows) and slapped a barcode on it. You'll never guess who was the first to check out this lovely story (about a seed that's planted, watered and eventually grows into a rose...)
I'm just glad Zoe decided to write a NEW book, and not bring in one that she'd already written. The last time I read one of her books, it was while I was waiting to see her teacher for Parent/Teacher Conferences. The kids had all written stories and they were hanging on the wall in the hallway. After reading Zoe's, I really, really, really, really wanted to add an appendix that read, "My mom is not a psych patient that was in a little room with padded white walls after being carted off by men in cute little white coats."
When I asked Zoe about this
* Interesting little side note...Do you notice that The Rose Grows is stapled on the wrong side? Oh, the challenges of being left-handed.