A-Z Marathon! Streams to the River, River to the Sea by Scott O'Dell

We're on O, just to clarify.

I read this book for required reading a few years back and can tell you that it sucks.
For one thing, it's one of those books. You know, the books with the crappy covers that you have to read for Social Studies class and dissect. In addition to all of that fun, the book is painfully boring.
Any time I see a girl from the 1800s or something on a book cover, I run. Anne of Green Gables. Run. Little House on the Prairie. Run. Jenny of the Tetons. RUN.

*A little historical background.
So, long before you and I were born, America was just 13 colonies. Being 'murican, we wanted more. So we met up with Spain and Great Britain and got some land. It was all cool. Then USA and France met up and talked about the war in France, and the USA bought a bunch of land that France had for 16 million dollars, or something. This was the Louisiana Purchase. The president at that time said, "You know, there could be aliens out there or something. We should probably send someone to check." So he got Lewis and Clark, and LnC got a group together and they went to go EXPLORING! They came up a river one day and set up this cute little fort and Sacagawea was there. They started talking and they were like "Hey! Could you join the expedition?" and Sacagawea was like "Totally!"

This book is about how Sacagawea was captured by Minnetarees and taken to another tribe. She tried to escape the tribe and got stranded on an island. This guy named Charbonneau "saved" her and claimed her as his own. Then, they meet up with Lewis and Clark and they GO ON AN ADVENTURE! Also, Charbonneau reproduces with Sacagawea and gives birth a little bit before going on the expedition.
Charbonneau doesn't give birth, just to clear that up . . .

The book was just not interesting. It was like reading a textbook that only contained 3 facts and it was repeated over in over, and then they threw in a love triangle!

It's hard to completely explain why I hated this book, so I'll give you a scenario:
Imagine that you're reading the dictionary. Outside. It's required reading for class.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, SPLAT. Bird poop on your book. The feces seeps through the pages, contaminating every single page. It's required reading, though.
So now you have to literally read crap. Then, you have to analyze the crap. And write papers about crap. And take tests about crap.
That was my reading experience.

This isn't the worst book I've ever read, but I hated it enough to come up with that beautiful story above.