Fabulous Five!

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Fabulous Five

Katie thinks her Mom needs a boyfriend, so she embarks on a subtle campaign to get one of the cool teachers at Wakeman Jr. H.S. to get cozy with her mom. Unfortunately, Mom doesn’t go for her choice of cool Mr. Newkirk, but instead she likes the weird science teacher, Mr. Dracovitch (aka “Dracula”). Mom and Dracula hit it off and Katie is mortified. However, it turns out Dracula isn’t too bad and Mom is happy. Everyone wins. Fabulous Five series was a spinoff from her other Taffy Sinclair series. (We featured a Taffy book here.) I know many of my library cohorts loved Haynes’ books. I doubt that the tweens today want her stuff now. (It probably has Mom smell.) Maybe we could shift her books to the Adult section for those people wanting a sentimental experience.




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a nightmare come true

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  1. Who the hell calls their daughter “Taffy”? I’m the original author was unaware it’s an ethnic slur against Welsh people, but still…

    And this is an amazingly stupid premise for a story; how many people take an active interest in their mother’s love life at any age, least of all 7th grade? Most girls are still playing with Barbie dolls at that age!

    1. Wikipedia has ten articles on people known as Taffy, including Taffy Nivert.

      Seventh grade is 12-13 years old; the target audience for Barbie is (Chapman University) 3-12 or (AP-quoted Timetoplaymage.com toy analyst Jim Silver) formerly 3-9, now dropping to 3-6. So if seventh graders are still playing with Barbie dolls, they’re probably quiting.

      Going to the core, I’d say that seventh graders are near the peak of paying attention to the parents’ love lives; as they hit puberty, they start to have more understanding of love and romance, they’re becoming teenagers, so they’re worried about their parents embarrassing them, and if it does go all the way, this love interest is now a stepparent and has power over the child, which is something they very rationally should take an active interest in. Besides the fact that most people do care about their loved one’s love life, given the potential to make that person happy or miserable.

    2. I don’t know, but my dad had a dog named Taffy as a kid…I’m glad he got it out of his system then!

    3. It was a not-uncommon US nickname, more featured in the media than in reality but still around. I don’t think it’s any more of a problem in the US than having a guy called Randy or Mick. (And as ethnic terms go, “Taff” is a pretty mild one, close to “Yank” for an American.)

    4. The original author most likely didn’t know, and my childhood friend Daphne whose nickname was Taffy didn’t know that either. Taffy is also a pleasant chewy candy. I think you may be reaching back into history a little too far, Jake. And as for seventh graders playing with Barbies, no way. We were not playing with any dolls — we were looking at boys!

  2. I was so not interested in these kinds of books. Back in 1989 I was still playing with My Little Ponies (1st Generation). And the (nick)name Taffy just makes me start craving sugary treats.

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