I'm not going to write much about this week's book. It's just a filler again, but this time it has a really good cause. The book I'm reading is amazing, but it's way to big. I'm not going to give it away just yet. Just read the article next week.
Most people are probably familiar with Roald Dahl's James and the Giant Peach. For those of you who aren't, it's about a little boy whose parents die and who ends up with his two evil aunts. A weird old man gives him special seeds, but instead of eating them he drops them and the magic is transferred into something else. Namely into making a giant peach with as passengers a centipede, a spider, a ladybug, a grasshopper, a glow worm and a silk worm. They become James' best friends.
And that's basically it for this week. I want to show you though how cruel Dahl really is, if you pay attention:
"Then, one day, James's mother and father went to London to do some shopping, and there a terrible thing happened. Both of them suddenly got eaten up (in full daylight, mind you, and on a crowded street) by an enormous angry rhinoceros which had escaped from the London Zoo. Now this, as you can well imagine, was a rather nasty experience for two such gentle parents. But in the long run it was far nastier for James than it was for them. Their troubles were all over in a jiffy. They were dead and gone in thirty-five seconds flat." (Dahl 7)
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