Though I got this book thinking of my daughter, it’s actually reminding me more of myself in primary school. That mix of boredom and curiosity I felt being in a classroom for the first time comes up vividly as I read this. After running free in preschool and kindergarten…

Na planecie Pijaka Mały Książę też nie może nauczyć się nic o miłości bo tam miłości nie ma. Alkohol jest zastępczym sposobem na życie, jest wstydem i zapomnieniem. Staje się powoli sposobem na życie, czy też ucieczką od niego i siebie samego. Żyjąc w rodzinie alkoholików mamy różne…

I’ve reached about the middle of the book and I’m once again amazed at what ends up on young readers’ bookshelves; LaFevers’ writing could easily sit on the same shelves that house classic literature. This is a story with multiple levels. At its core, it caters to…

Just as the desert is sculpted by the blowing breeze, so are our thoughts and ideas. The ebb and flow of who we are is symbolized in the asteroids the Little Prince skips across. The characters he…

I’m amazed that many of the events in this book slipped so easily from my memory, as this read-through has scored them there indelibly. The forest, the mountains, the lake – it is the first book I have read for some time that captures such a sense of location, as if I’d been walked through the land by a professional cinematographer. That it achieves this using such uncomplicated, plain words is a…