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Fantasy.
Juvenile Fiction.
Juvenile Literature.
HTML:"We walked toward the part of the library where the air smelled as if it had been interred for years..... Finally, we got to the hallway where the wooden floor was the creakiest, and we sensed a strange whiff of excitement and fear. It smelled like a creature from a bygone time. It smelled like a dragon." Thirteen-year-old Juan's summer is off to a terrible start. First, his parents separate. Then, almost as bad, Juan is sent away to his strange Uncle Tito's house for the entire break! Who wants to live with an oddball recluse who has zigzag eyebrows, drinks fifteen cups of smoky tea a day, and lives inside a huge, mysterious library? As Juan adjusts to his new life among teetering, dusty shelves, he notices something odd: the books move on their own! He rushes to tell Uncle Tito, who lets his nephew in on a secret: Juan is a Princeps Reader, which means books respond magically to him, and he's the only one who can find the elusive, never-before-read Wild Book. But will Juan and his new friend Catalina get to The Wild Book before the wicked, story-stealing Pirate Book does? An unforgettable adventure story about books, libraries, and the power of reading, The Wild Book is the young readers' debut by beloved, prize-winning Mexican author Juan Villoro. It has sold over one million copies in Spanish.… (meer)
I wanted to love this book. But it was translated from Spanish, and I assume much of the writing style was lost in translation. It didn't flow well and the sentences often felt like they ended abruptly. Since the reviews of the original (Spanish) version are almost all positive, I assume the writing is better in that version.
I do love the concept though! It reminded me of Inkheart and Story Thieves, since it was about the experience of reading. ( )
La única forma de explicar lo mucho que me gustó esta historia es que vieran que mi libro quedó todo subrayado y anotado. El final lo sentí un tanto apresurado, quizá porque precisamente a Juan se le acababan las vacaciones, pero aún así me gustó y creo que es la lectura perfecta para acercarse por vez primera a Villoro. ( )
Written by one of Mexico's most prolific authors, The Wild Book is for book lovers of all ages. Juan's parents are having marital problems, and he is shipped off to spend the summer with his eccentric Uncle Tito, who lives with his three cats in a home filled with books. He is thrilled about Juan's visit because Juan has a special affinity with the books and Tito hopes he can find the illusive Wild Book. Juan falls hard for Catalina, who works in the pharmacy across the street, and he explores both the library and himself, sometimes with her and sometimes by himself. It was a good adventure story, with both malevolent and helpful books, but the ending, especially Uncle Tito's complete personality changeovers as well as an abrupt ending, made this fall short of five stars. ( )
Informatie afkomstig uit de Duitse Algemene Kennis.Bewerk om naar jouw taal over te brengen.
A Carmen, mi hermana
Eerste woorden
Informatie afkomstig uit de Engelse Algemene Kennis.Bewerk om naar jouw taal over te brengen.
Voy a contar lo que ocurrió cuando yo tenía 13 años.
I'm going to describe what happened when I was thirteen.
Citaten
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I have read all my life, but there are many things about which I know nothing. What's important is not to have everything in one's head but to know here to find it. The difference between someone who's vain and someone who's wise is that the vain man only appreciates what he already knows, and the wise man searches for what he doesn't yet know.
The truth is that I'm not normal, but who wants to be as common as a dishrag? Worthwhile people are distinguished for something special or unique.
An educated man isn't a know-it-all. I am dreadful at math, sports, fixing machinery, driving vehicles, and looking for yogurt cups in the fridge; I won't even get into geography, which I've never been good at. If you left me in Africa and asked me to to go to Russia, I'd wind up in Toluca. The only map I know if the one for this house and that's not enough for me.
Grades are like the menu in a restaurant. Math appeals to me as little as creamed carrots. I deserve a zero in that subject. As you can see, there are some things I am not so bad at: I know lots about myths and legends, enough about history, and I speak twelve languages, including living ones, dead ones, and ailing ones (such as the dialect full of curses that the police in this city use). But that doesn't say much. The true qualifications of an intelligent person should be these: ABILITY TO CONNECT ONE IDEA WITH ANOTHER: ten. ABILITY TO SUMMARIZE WHAT HAS BEEN LEARNED: ten. ABILITY TO THINK FOR YOURSELF WHAT SOMEONE ELSE KNOWS: ten.
The mind is a machine for thinking. What is most important is not to flood it with data, but to learn how to use it. Every head is a different machine, so every person needs to use their own method for thinking.
A book is the best means of transportation: it carries you far, doesn't pollute, arrives on time, is inexpensive, and never gives you motion sickness.
People who give themselves airs of importance aren't special, they're just vain. Geniuses are simple: they don't think they're geniuses.
Books propose problems and the obligation of a wise person is to confront them. No matter how complicated or uncomfortable an idea may be, they will value it. Beekeepers don't complain that their bees have stingers. The same thing happens with someone wise: they must care for a hive of ideas, even if some sting and others are venomous.
Human beings have a personal memory in order to be able to remember things they have experienced. ... However, it is impossible for anyone to remember everything. Books are the external memory of mankind--a warehouse of memories.
Catalina took my hand and caressed my palm, as if she were tracing the curls of a shell. "The spirals of time," she told me. "Memories move like this, like a circle that comes back but doesn't return to its starting point unchanged."
A book is like a pond: it shows one story on the surface and another in its depths.
I would have taken the blame for anything; I would have begged her to forgive me for the strangest things, even things like shipwrecks and wars that I had nothing to do with. I only wanted to make her smile like before.
Laatste woorden
Informatie afkomstig uit de Engelse Algemene Kennis.Bewerk om naar jouw taal over te brengen.
Fantasy.
Juvenile Fiction.
Juvenile Literature.
HTML:"We walked toward the part of the library where the air smelled as if it had been interred for years..... Finally, we got to the hallway where the wooden floor was the creakiest, and we sensed a strange whiff of excitement and fear. It smelled like a creature from a bygone time. It smelled like a dragon." Thirteen-year-old Juan's summer is off to a terrible start. First, his parents separate. Then, almost as bad, Juan is sent away to his strange Uncle Tito's house for the entire break! Who wants to live with an oddball recluse who has zigzag eyebrows, drinks fifteen cups of smoky tea a day, and lives inside a huge, mysterious library? As Juan adjusts to his new life among teetering, dusty shelves, he notices something odd: the books move on their own! He rushes to tell Uncle Tito, who lets his nephew in on a secret: Juan is a Princeps Reader, which means books respond magically to him, and he's the only one who can find the elusive, never-before-read Wild Book. But will Juan and his new friend Catalina get to The Wild Book before the wicked, story-stealing Pirate Book does? An unforgettable adventure story about books, libraries, and the power of reading, The Wild Book is the young readers' debut by beloved, prize-winning Mexican author Juan Villoro. It has sold over one million copies in Spanish.