There is a movie you want to see this weekend about an eighth grade girl. It is aptly titled, Eighth Grade.
I’m thrilled!
Eighth grade is probably one of the toughest times in a person’s life, don’t you agree?
I’m guessing most of you reading my blog have survived eighth grade, too.
That’s why I wrote my middle grade book Bumbling Bea.
If you’d like more information about Bumbling Bea, check it out here: Bumbling Bea
Here’s a trailer from the film:
In my book, Bumbling Bea the main character, Beatrice is a lot like Elsie. Both are the epitome of an eighth grade girl and I’m glad someone has finally shone a light on this awkward age.
Why is this such a difficult time in a young person’s life?
Think about it–everything is changing.
Body
Emotions
Hormones (or as a friend of mine says, “their whores are a moanin'”)
They aren’t little kids protected by their elementary teachers anymore. They are only a few months away from high school which for them feels like adulthood is looming right around the corner.
And it is looming around the corner…
Society thrusts them into young adult hood too fast or we hold them back too much trying to shield them from the world.
Man, what a balancing act for all of us.
I’m excited to see how someone else addresses what it is like for eighth grade girls.
I wrote Bumbling Bea because I think eighth grade girls are forgotten. If you haven’t read my book, here is a quick synopsis just to whet your appetite.
Beatrice thinks she has no acting talent but that doesn’t stop her from auditioning for the annual middle school play. Easy! Except Michiko, a new girl from Japan, shows up and ruins everything! So begins Beatrice’s diabolical plan to scare away Michiko. But Michiko has goals of her own with no plans to leave soon. Then there’s that “other” girl who is such a blabber mouth. What’s a girl to do? Plenty.
This isn’t your ordinary middle school experience either. My story is full of conflict from Beatrice and Michiko, to Beatrice’s parents impending divorce and Michiko’s problems with her demanding mother, to a first cruch, poison ivy, flag dinners, paper airplanes and crazy antics during the play performance.
I’m hoping to see “Eighth Grade” this weekend, but until then I’ll think about my experiences in eighth grade.
I know my life wasn’t as fraught with drama as Beatrice’s.
Times were different from now of course.
We didn’t have cell phones are sexting, but we did have note writing and lots of telephone talking. I remember cheerleading (the closest thing I could get to performing), piano practicing, pimples, my hair on sponge curlers, makeup and panty hose. I had a boy friend for an entire year and I felt so special because of it. (There was LOTS of making out which I’m sure my mother was aghast by but never said anything.)
I was a Girl Scout, too so I was trying to walk the very slim line of being a good girl AND trying to be part of the crowd. Even now I can feel the angst of that.
So remember, if you have time this weekend a movie to see is “Eighth Grade”. Give yourself a little treat or take a childhood friend with you. I’d love to hear from you after you see it.
Until then.
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