Hello, friends. In June, my son received this book as a gift (not from us!). I rolled my eyes (when he wasn’t looking) and thought, Oh, come on, Scholastic – you can do SO MUCH BETTER. I was tempted to incinerate it with my laser eyes but decided, instead, to wait and see what happened. For most of the summer, it sat on the shelf.
A couple of weeks ago, he began to read it. After a while, he asked, “Why do they say this book is for boys only?” We talked about some of the skills it tries to teach: how to rip a phone book in half, how to pop a wheelie, how to survive in space (?), and whether you need to be a boy to do those things. Then he shrugged and put it away.
Last week, I found it on the floor and said, “Hey, there’s that book again, the one that says it’s for boys.” And he replied, “Oh, that? I’m calling it the Book for People.”
Yes, my darlings, THIS IS HOW SMUG FEELS. Coincidentally, I’ve stopped curling my lip in disgust at the sight of the book.*
*Interestingly, the book was originally published as How to Be the Best at Everything. There’s a “girl” version, too, which while not entirely sedentary and looks-based does focus overmuch on things like “how to make your own lip gloss”, “how to act like a celebrity” and “how to look your best in photos”. Ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh.