Mr. Popper’s Penguins – Richard and Florence Atwater

He had succeeded in removing the outer boards and part of the packing, which was a layer of dry ice, when from the depths of the packing case he suddenly heard a faint “Ork.” His heart stood still. Surely he had heard that sound before at the Drake Expedition movies. His hands were trembling so that he could scarcely lift off the last wrappings.
There was not the slightest doubt about it. It was a penguin.” (Page 17-18) Continue reading “Mr. Popper’s Penguins – Richard and Florence Atwater”

When Santa Fell to Earth – Cornelia Funke

“Have you noticed something?” Niklas asked.
“It’s bigger on the inside than … than on the … outside,” the boy stuttered.
Niklas smiled, “Exactly. All real Santa caravans are like this.”
“Santa?” The boy looked at him incredulously. “Santa caravan?”
“Yes. … I am Santa Claus. Yes, I know … I don’t really look like one. I’m still quite young for a Santa, but …” He pulled a white woolen beard from a drawer underneath the table, hooked it behand his ears, and slipped into his threadbare red coat….
“Does this look more like it?” 
Ben nodded.” (Page 25-26) Continue reading “When Santa Fell to Earth – Cornelia Funke”

Nutcracker – E.T.A. Hoffmann – Translated by Ralph Manheim

“I hope,” said the child’s mother, “I do hope, dear Judge that this story won’t be as gruesome as your stories usually are.”
“Oh no, dear lady,” said Drosselmeier. “On the contrary, this is a fairy story.”
“Oh, tell it, tell it, dear Godfather,” the children cried. And the Judge began.” (Page 40) Continue reading “Nutcracker – E.T.A. Hoffmann – Translated by Ralph Manheim”

Why I’m Done with Harry Potter

Forget about The Crimes of Grindelwald, let’s talk about the crimes of Harry Potter. Continue reading “Why I’m Done with Harry Potter”

Why I Didn’t Finish Goosebumps: Welcome to the Dead House – R.L. Stine

Josh and I hated our new house.
Sure, it was big. It looked like a mansion compared to our old house. It was a tall redbrick house with a sloping black roof and rows of windows framed by black shutters…
This house is creepy, I thought unhappily.” (page 1) Continue reading “Why I Didn’t Finish Goosebumps: Welcome to the Dead House – R.L. Stine”