A book that took me by surprise. Totally! Even though I appreciate John Boyne as an author and Oliver Jeffers as an illustrator, for some reason I had not been drawn to this book, which is one of the titles for Hong Kong's Battle of the Books 2014. Consequently, I had not even read the blurb and ...
Tersebutlah seorang anak bernama Noah Barleywater. Usianya baru saja menginjak angka delapan. Namun, dia sudah kabur dari rumahnya sebelum pagi datang. Dia berpikir belum melakukan banyak hal hebat selama delapan tahun hidupnya. Tidak seperti temannya yang bisa masuk surat kabar karena memberikan...
It was okay and it was cute. And till the end, I didn't figure out all that was about Pinoccio. Traurig, aberwitzig, wunderbar geschrieben. Ein Buch, das man sich nicht entgehen lassen sollte.
possible 2012 Newbery award nominee Fun magical fantasy with a good life lesson. An interesting twist on pinnochio's story.
8-12 Simple , magical and different . It was beautiful.
This is a compelling story which deals with the sensitive subject of sexual abuse in the Catholic Church in Ireland from 1964 to 2013. It covers the issues of desire, guilt, denial, moral culpability and looks at the subject from the point of view of the families, victims, perpetrators and the me...
No sé qué me pasa con John Boyne. Es un escritor competente, un buen narrador, un buen cuentacuentos, sus premisas no están mal, pero a mí siempre me deja un poco indiferente. Creo que es porque pese a que escribe libros entretenidos, se nota que aspira a hacer algo más que entretener, a desarrol...
At nights, lying on my thin bunk, Kolek’s face appeared before me, his eyes bulging from his head, his throat bruised and scarred from the ropes. I imagined his terror as the guards led him towards the trees where the noose had been hung; for all his bravado, I could not imagine that he went to h...
We arrive in the late afternoon of the last day of April, some forty of us, a group of untidy boys, loud-mouthed and vulgar, stinking of sweat and bogus heroism. Those who already know each other sit together on the train, talking incessantly, afraid of silence, each voice competing to drown out ...
Although he had barely left his cell since his incarceration, he felt physically exhausted and stood with his head under the spray for a long time, appreciating the rare privacy offered there as he tried to wash the sleep from his eyes. Afterwards, dressed and alone in his cell he found that he c...
The beds were hard and the sheets were thin. When the food was plentiful it was usually tasteless, though when it was scarce it was usually good. Pierrot did his best to make friends, although it wasn’t easy when the other children knew each other so well and were wary of allowing newcomers into ...
Bruno assumed that there were bullies all over the world, not just in schools in Berlin, and that one of them had done this to Shmuel. He felt an urge to help his friend but he couldn’t think of anything he could do to make it better, and he could tell that Shmuel wanted to pretend it had never h...
I wheeled it away, throwing my leg over the saddle as I began to progress down the driveway, hearing the pebbles crunch beneath me. To my surprise, considering I had only been at Gaudlin Hall for little more than twelve hours, I felt a curious sense of relief at putting distance between the house...
Margie was surprised to find Alfie sitting up in bed reading when she opened his bedroom door, but he’d already been awake for almost an hour. “Are you all right?” she asked, checking his forehead for a temperature. “You’re not coming down with something, are you?” “I’m fine,” said Alfie. “I just...
That was the exact phrase she used, as if my sister was a deposed queen in a Tudor novel. I felt a hot rage burning inside me when I thought about how much she must have spent to get across there. Flights don’t come cheap and then there’s the cost of the bus up to Dublin Airport, the Tube from He...