This autobiography (of sorts) by Jon Scieszka is one of those books that will be loved by every ten-year-old boy and that will be feared and hated by many parents.  I have to admit, this time I'm with the ten-year-olds.  Scieszka delivers on the humor of his childhood in a loving, testosterone-imbued fashion that is sure to be loved and remembered by those who read it.

Scieszka is a few years older than I am, and he's male, but his stories--of growing up with his five brothers in Michigan, of ...

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