The Secret Blog of Raisin Rodriguezby Judy Goldschmidt
Twelve-year-old Raisin Rodriguez has been uprooted from her life in California and plopped down in Philadelphia with her mother, sister, step-father, step-sister Samantha, and Samantha's cross-dressing poodle Countess. The only way Raisin can survive the painful transition is by recording every detail in a secret blog she keeps for her best friends from
Twelve-year-old Raisin Rodriguez has been uprooted from her life in California and plopped down in Philadelphia with her mother, sister, step-father, step-sister Samantha, and Samantha's cross-dressing poodle Countess. The only way Raisin can survive the painful transition is by recording every detail in a secret blog she keeps for her best friends from home.
Raisin shares her latest musings and spills about every humiliating incident that prevents her new friendships from taking off. She even describes the arrival of her dreaded period, just after her thirteenth birthday. But humiliation doesn't begin to cover what Raisin experiences when someone at her new school discovers her blog and prints it out for the world to see.
This hilariously painful and heartbreakingly hysterical novel offers a glimpse into the mind and heart of a truly unique character with an unforgettable voice.
Myrna Dee Marler
Claudia Mills, Ph.D.
- Penguin Publishing Group
- Publication date:
- Product dimensions:
- 5.25(w) x 7.25(h) x 0.75(d)
- Age Range:
- 10 - 14 Years
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Sunday, September 12
6:06 PM, EST
Dear Pia and Claudia,
Welcome to TwoScoopsofRaisin.com. Aka my blog. I know there are many blogs out there to choose from. Your choice to read mine is much appreciated.
Why keep a blog? you ask.
Excellent question, I answer.
There are many reasons to keep a blog. Here are just a few I've come up with:
1. You just moved to Philadelphia--far, far away from your two best friends in the world and you need a way to keep in touch.
2. You'd prefer using the phone, but your new stepsister is constantly hogging it. (Though it's a mystery who she's talking to. She doesn't seem to have a lot of friends.)
3. You'd prefer using the phone, but you were born without a tongue.
4. You like the word blog because it sounds funny.
All of these are good reasons. No one reason is better than another. It just so happens that in my case, reasons one and two apply. Someone else might find reason four to be the most fitting. Another person might recognize his or herself in reason three. If you are that person, I suggest seeking the help of a health-care professional.
I hope you enjoy my blog. Feel free to check for new updates as often as you like. Please do not feel free, under any circumstances, on pain of death, to give the address of this blog to anyone. This blog is very personal and confidential and deals with mature subject matter.
Additionally, unauthorized reading could potentially result in harmful side effects such as eye twitching, sudden memory loss, dry mouth, and butt acne.
Thank you for flying Raisin.Monday, September 13
4:07 PM, EST
Today I made out with my earth science book. Well, not the book so much as the boy on the cover of the book. We met this morning during seventh-grade orientation at Franklin Academy. Turns out there are more social opportunities at my new school than I had imagined. . . . It's just a matter of knowing where to look.
Which in this case was right in front of my face.
After orientation, I was sitting at my kitchen table, putting covers on all my textbooks like we're supposed to. But when it came time to cover him up, I didn't have the heart to do it. He looked so irresistible, with his hair all floppy and his teeth all gleaming white. And his eyes! They were practically shouting out to the world, "Kiss me, I'm stuck on this book cover." So I laid one on him. I couldn't help myself, really. It was bigger than the both of us. I must say, though, that for a piece of cardboard he's quite the kisser. . . .
Sometimes there's just no explaining what goes on between a man and a woman.
Go ahead. Call me crazy. But don't forget, I've been through a lot lately.
I was minding my own business, happily living in Berkeley, when my mom and dad decided to get a divorce.
My mother invented Ice Dogs and Liver Quivers (the frozen treats for dogs).Horace bought the company from her.
They fell in love and decided to get married.
My mother moved to Philly to be with him and brought me (and Lola) along with her. You guys, who I love and depend on (especially for preventing me from doing weird things like kissing boys on book covers), had to stay in Berkeley.
And here I am, all by my lonesome.
So I can't really be held responsible for my actions in my present state of mind. (If anyone should be held responsible, it's probably my mother, no?) Especially now that I've discovered a new bad side effect to moving: STARTING OVER IN A NEW SCHOOLLFHGFHfoocooa093]. 'IURFrURLKFJLK dhkhv;h '/9u vvguv;v xihclipopup9UhgHIOXUJIIFU;Oi./J/qo
SORRY! That was Lola. She loves to pound on my keyboard and say, "I'm doing my work." It makes her feel important. As if speaking those four words will get everyone wondering what important scientific discoveries she's making and forget that she's still in Pull-Ups. And I begged my mother to leave her behind when weTTTTTT Gvkjfha;fh;ffj p f f;kKHO IHOIIHOIHOIHOIHOIHOPDIw pjdlkjkjlkjoioijo;ijjhkjhgffdfd d1119999999Jeez Louise! With all the fancy computers around here, I don't know why she has to choose my laptop. I think she just likes being on my bed. Maybe it's the purple velvet comforter. Or the fact that there aren't any safety guards . . .
I suppose I should put in a DVD for her or something. Why must I take care of a toddler on the eve of my first official day of classes? Isn't that the responsibility of my mom and stepdad? I know they have a business to run, but I've got a big day tomorrow.
I should be running a bubble bath. Sipping some chamomile tea. Connecting with my higher power. Or at least watching E! Entertainment Television in order to prepare me with some intelligent conversation starters.
Ugh, I better go, she won't stop licking my arm.
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Judy Goldschmidt lives in New York City.
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I read The Secret Blog of Raisin Rodriguez in like 2.5 hours total. It was a awsome book and I am so glad that it has a sequel. I recommend this book if you like comedy, romace, and teen dramas.
This book is an awesome book! it was really worth my time to read it! IT IS SO ENJOYABLE!
I found this book at the library and thought it looked really good, so i checked it out. After the first Chapter I couldn't put the book down!!!! I really laughed at the part with the poodle and the blue bra. It was an amazing book.I highly recommend it!!!Luv,Jeniya
This book is mostly for teenagers it talks about a girls struggle to fit in it is so funny
This book was so funny and was a great way to start off the school year. I really felt bad for Raisin and the website is kewl! I would love to read a sequel.
this book is soooooooooooooooooooooooooo funny. esspecially the scene with the tampon. my best friends birthday is in july and i'm buying it for her.