Never Judge A Book By Its Cover

Often at that time of year, you could hear skylarks over fields. Soldiers remarked how strange it was that the birds should be there, but in fact the birds had been there for centuries. The really strange thing was that the soldiers were there. Another thing that people thought odd was that the skylarks sang in the language of their homes. In English for the English, in French for the French, and in Dutch for the Dutch. More puzzling still, on the other side of the trenches, a few miles away, the skylarks were singing in German. It was a war where absolutely nothing made sense.

It would be wrong, a lie to say that Joseph had never felt pain like it. He’d felt it years ago, as sharp and debilitating as it was now. But for a long time since he’d denied it’s existence, buried and smothered it with only one thing he could find that would hold it in place and out of sight: anger.

“It’ll be dangerous,” Nyssa warned him. “ Hardship, monsters, terrible suffering. Possibly none of you will come back alive.” “Oh.” Suddenly Leo didn’t look so excited. Then he remembered everyone was watching. “I mean…Oh, cool! I love suffering! Let’s do this”

‘Books can change minds and change worlds, open doors and open minds, and plant seeds that can grow into magical or even terrifying things. Stories are things to be loved and respected at the same time; never underestimate the power of them.’

‘All animals are equal, but some animals are more equal than others,’ Napoleon said.

‘Do you wish me a good morning, or mean that it is a good morning whether I want it or not; or that you feel good this morning; or that it is a morning to be good on?’ Gandalf said.

The glorious June sunshine sprawled through the window and soaked Jummy’s face. At first, she didn’t know where she was. Then she saw beautiful, slender mahogany trees with emerald branches waving from each side. The smells of fresh air, jollof rice and mango wafted up her nose. Where was she? Then, she heard a voice: ‘Jummy, wake up my friend!’It was Tope. She knew where she was. She was at the River School.

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This podcast is a regular book review targeted for all ages especially primary children. This is hosted by Ruth. In this episode, we jump on the train of the start of a thrilling mystery series.

This podcast is for bookworms of all ages, especially primary school children. In this episode, Ruth, a primary school student reviews Matilda by Roald Dahl.