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Hello everyone, and welcome to another book review on bookbooksblog by Matilda. Today, I’m going to be reviewing Princess in Waiting, the fourth book of the Princess Diaries series by Meg Cabot. This book is a young adult book for teens, and although I am technically still a tween, I found this enjoyable and appropriate.
Let me read you the blurb:
Never before has the world seen such a princess. Nor have her own subjects, for that matter. But Genovian politics are nothing next to Mia’s real troubles. Between cancelled dates with her long-sought-after royal consort, a second semester of the dreaded Algebra, more princess lessons from Grandmère, and the inability to stop gnawing at her fingernails, isn’t there anything Mia is good at besides inheriting an unwanted royal title?
This book was really quite good. It was set out in a diary-like format and it had lots of things happening to keep the story moving. This made it much more readable and quite enjoyable. It was fast-paced enough to keep me interested and slow enough for me to understand: the perfect balance. This book really was excellent.
In this book, Amelia (Mia) Thermopolis Renaldo, Princess of Genovia, spends the holidays with her dad and grandma, Grandmère, in Genovia, attending functions and doing political things, all whilst pining for her boyfriend, Michael. But when she moves back to New York, she has all sorts of problems: she gets torn between a ball and a date, and she can’t seem to find out her hidden talent. Will her relationship with Michael remain intact? And does she have a talent after all?
My verdict on this book is romance, romance, ROMANCE!
My rating is 9/10.
This can be borrowed in the Woden library.
The age group for this is probably 11+.
Keep in mind that when looking for this, it has an alternative title Mia Goes Fourth. Just reminding you.
OK, so now I’m going to move on to a different topic and today we are doing another feature author.
Our feature author today is William Faulkner. Today is his birthday! He was born on September 25 1879 in Mississippi and won many awards for his writing, including 2 National book awards, the Pulitzer Prize and the Nobel Prize in Literature. He truly has made an influential contribution to literature. I will now read you one of his poems: you shall see his sense of wit in this one.
Somewhere a slender voiceless breeze will go
Unlinking the shivering poplars’ arms, and brakes
With sleeves simply crossed where waters flow;
A sunless stream quiet and deep, that slakes
The thirsty alders pausing there at dawn.
(Hush, now, hush. Where was I? Jonson)
Somewhere a candle’s guttering gold
Weaves a tapestry upon a cottage wall
And her gold hair, simple fold on fold,
While I can think of nothing else at all
Except the sunset in her eyes’ still pool.
(Work, work, you fool! — )
Somewhere a blackbird lost within a wood
Whistles through its golden wired throat;
Some ways are white with birches in a hood
Of silver shaken by his mellow note,
Trembling gaspingly as though in fear;
Where the timid violet first appear.
Muted dreams for them, for me
Bitter science. Exams are near
And my thoughts uncontrollably
Wander, and I cannot hear
The voice telling me that work I must, For everything will be the same when I am dead A thousand years. I wish I were a bust All head.
Thank you for listening. I hope you enjoyed it.
Bye for now!!
Credits: biography.com, archive.org, soundtrap.com for the music.