Today we finished Steinbeck's The Moon Is Down. They were quiet--N. had tears in her eyes, three kids sighed, and J. said, "We should clap." But no one did, because we were drinking it in.
One student made a point to tell me in the afternoon that he "really, really, really, really liked that book," and his eyes were shining.
We didn't do one bit of writing about it. All we did was enjoy it and, since we are studying persuasive writing, see if the novella was just propaganda, what Steinbeck's message was then, and if his ideas are still relevant. Good conversations and shining eyes.