“Of course they needed to care. It was the meaning of everything.” (page 157) Continue reading “The Giver – Lois Lowry”
““Come, Bridlings,” Touffét said impatiently as soon as I arrived. “Go home and pack your bags. We’re going to Suffolk for a jolly country Christmas.”” (page 1) Continue reading “Cat’s Paw – Connie Willis”
“…(I)n the raggedy camp of the wildest ruffians of the Russian plains, there slept a young bandit chief named Nicholas St. North.” (page 61) Continue reading “Nicholas St. North and the Battle of the Nightmare King – William Joyce and Laura Geringer”
“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”
““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”