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After the death of the beloved aunt who has raised her, twelve-year-old Summer and her uncle Ob leave their West Virginia trailer in search of the strength to go on living.
I read this one with my daughter, and it’s much more about grief than any other children’s book I’ve read. A young girl is adopted by an extended family member after her parents die, and then loses her new surrogate mother. I’d recommend the author’s book Gooseberry Park over this one, but will continue to try some of her other work. ( )
A bit disappointing. While I felt the overall story and arc was comforting, it felt a little light , like it didn’t flesh out the relationships enough. On the other hand, that might be its strength, hard to say ( )
Información procedente del conocimiento común inglés.Edita para encontrar en tu idioma.
For Marvin O. Mitchell, my most extraordinary teacher.
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Información procedente del conocimiento común inglés.Edita para encontrar en tu idioma.
When May died, Ob came back to the trailer, got out of his good suit and into his regular clothes, then went and sat in the Chevy for the rest of the night.
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Información procedente del conocimiento común inglés.Edita para encontrar en tu idioma.
I never saw two people love each other so much. (Chapter 1)
we have gone through two seasons - without her, and I still don't know what kind of life Ob and I are going to come up with for ourselves. (Chapter 2)
I needed to know that dying and going to heaven didn't involve any regrets of sorrows or worries. I wanted May to shine down on us and tell us she was having the most wonderful time, better than anything we could ever dream of. (Chapter 2)
Anyway, I know May herself believed in spirits from the next world. She used to talk about her mommy and daddy watching over her after they died in the flash flood. (Chapter 2)
Ob was never embarrassed about being a disabled navy man who fiddled with whirligigs all day long, and I never was embarrassed about being a kid who'd been passed around for years. We had May to brag on us both. And we felt strong.
...it's okay to grab for something or somebody that's being swept away from you. She'd tell us to hold on tight because we're all meant to be together. We're all meant to need each other.
She'd just remind us that there's more places to be together than this one. (Chapter 3)
...still being rooted enough to things to know when they were going wrong. (Chapter 6)
The only vision I've got is of my poor old May, and seems there's nobody nor nothing can distract me from that. And I ain't even so sure I want to be distracted. I got to keep her with me somehow. [Ob] (Chapter 6)
I was being raised by one person who liked these creatures [bats] and another who tolerated them. I had no reason to fear bats, and as i grew and discovered how many people are deathly afraid of them, it made me wonder about fear. Whether it all just starts with the people who raise us. (Chapter 8
May always said we were angels before we were ever people. She said when we were finished being people we'd go back to being angels. And we'd never feel pain again. (Chapter 11)
It is our spirits which understand love, not our minds, and our spirits, wisely, are never wordy. When you see that quiet owl swoop across your path in the woods at night ... it is your spirit which leaves you mute at the sight ... and which moves you to understand them only with your heart
I have many friends here tonight [and family] - who make my life safe and who make it worth living.
Outside this room, we all have the stars. We have squirrels in the trees and whales sublime in the oceans. We have birds which will leave us in winter and which will return to us in spring. And flower s promising to do the same. We have wet rain, white snow, and always the sky. We have the universe.,br> -Cynthia Rylant's 1993 Newbery Medal Acceptance speech
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Información procedente del conocimiento común inglés.Edita para encontrar en tu idioma.
After the death of the beloved aunt who has raised her, twelve-year-old Summer and her uncle Ob leave their West Virginia trailer in search of the strength to go on living.
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