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Still Alice
My mom was diagnosed with dementia when I started to read "Still Alice," an impeccable writer. Lisa Genova and her story helped me know that even when diagnosed with an illness, they may not remember things, even their name, but there are ways of living life to the fullest.
By Cathy Deslippe2 years ago in BookClub
When Hitler Stole Pink Rabbit
I still remember the day I got the dark circles around my eyes. I don’t know how it came into my possession, but I had a torch. One night when my dad said it was time to close my latest Goosebumps and turn the light off, I did as he said. Then, listening carefully until I was sure he was at the bottom of the stairs, I picked up my book again, pulled the torch out from under my pillow and carried on reading.
By Jenifer Nim2 years ago in BookClub
King Lear
King Lear was the very first piece of classical English literature that I ever studied. The play is cited as one of the Bard's supreme achievements and is considered one of the greatest works of literature ever written. And despite Shakespeare's use of a very unfamiliar Elizabethan English, I loved every page of the play.
By Liam Ireland2 years ago in BookClub
THE ROAD by Cormac McCarthy
The Man wakes in the dark in the post-apocalyptic landscape, his son known only as the Boy, sleeps beside him, the father’s hand on his little chest feeling it rise and fall “with each precious breath.” We do not know what befell the earth and we never will. All we know is that the“Barren, silent, godless” world is dying and they need to move south or they will not survive the coming winter.
By Kevin Rolly2 years ago in BookClub
Three Little Pigs
I memorized this children story book, The Three Little Pigs. I was very comforted to know that if I had a house of brick no one can tear it down. Growing up this story have a deeper meaning to me. The wolf symbolize the advisories of life. The three little pigs are the stages or level we are at with our life.
By Mariann Carroll2 years ago in BookClub
Nabokov's Lolita
My mom taught me to read when I was two. I toddled around the neighborhood reciting Dr. Seuss to anyone who would listen. By six, I had inhaled Nancy Drew, Grimm’s Fairy Tales, and anything Robert Louis Stevenson. By eight, I had blown through my dad’s library of Ian Fleming’s James Bond novels, much of Steinbeck, and a lot of private detective novels like Dashiell Hammett’s The Thin Man and The Maltese Falcon.
By Lacy Loar-Gruenler2 years ago in BookClub
Words that Changed My World - II
My first literary glow-up was The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe. I wrote about that here. My second happened when my sister found a copy of this book in a newsagents, and was intrigued by the cover. Josh Kirby does have a distinctive and eye-catching style of artwork. She bought that book, enjoyed it thoroughly, loaned it to me, my brother, my sister, and my mum.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in BookClub
