The Boy In The Striped Pyjamas: Book Review

Holcaust.

By far the most disgusting, cruel, and inhumane that has happened in history. It makes me feel sick. The way we used to treat humans of our own as if they were dust lying around on someone’s shiny new shoe or flies on someone’s plate of food. Practically spitting out of their mouth in utter disgust when saying “jew.”

And..why, may I ask?

Because they were not “them.” They were not the blue-eyed, pureblood germans. Oh, and if they are not then what shall we do? I’ve got an idea – put them in rooms with poisonous gas and let them suffocate so much they die in less than 15 minutes. The topic of the holocaust is never-ending. It’s one of those things at which you’re so emotional/ angry at that you won’t be able to stop talking about it.

I’m sure most of you all already know about the holocaust, so let’s not talk about that right now. Let’s talk about this book: The Boy In The Striped Pyjamas.

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Some Wondrous Lines From My Favorite Book – Wonder

me reading books when i was small

Picture of me reading books, when I was a bit small.

Previous time, i wrote about the book ‘Wonder’, if you have read.

I remember every single line of that book now, and i’ve read bits of pieces of it at least dozens of times, but i’m still never bored of it. Whether i’m in the the toilet, or doing something, or having food alone, i just read the book. I think i’m never ever, going to think that book is boring in my life. The story in this book, seems completely different than any other book i’ve read.

As we run ahead, i’m gonna tell you what this post is really about. This post, is about lines, in Wonder, that striked me. The lines, that shook me as soon as i read it. I still have those lines in my mind. Every single word seems to be saved in my mind like a picture get saved permanently on a computer until you delete it.

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Book Review: Wonder-You Can’t Blend In When You Were Born To Stand Out

wonder

Book Written by R.J Palacio.

Don’t judge a book by it’s cover.   Don’t judge a boy by his face.

“My name is August. I won’t describe what i look like. Whatever you’re thinking, it’s probably worse.”

August, is a ten a year old boy. He does normal/ordinary things that other ten year old do. He rides a bike, he eats ice cream, he has a XBOX. Basically, he’s a normal kid like us. But there’s something that’s not at all ordinary about him:

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