My seven-year-old son and I are reading and loving Roald Dahl's James and the Giant Peach. The book starts off a little dark for my overly sensitive little boy (whose real-life friend just lost his father--REALLY bad timing)--James' parents, who were shopping, were killed by a rhino. The orphan had to pack up and live in an isolated area with two cruel, aging, and abusive aunts: Aunt Sponge and Aunt Spiker. Once James meets his friends inside the peach, the tone lightens dramatically.
My son's favorite character is the caterpillar--"he's very sassy." Of course I've exaggerated this sassiness with different inflections in voice while reading. My son belly-laughed at a few portions. We are anxious to finish this book in the next day or two.
My more apathetic readers (aka--teen daughters) have informed their little brother that there is a movie based on the book. I am not sure he's done the book/movie comparison. Sounds like a rainy day, popcorn sort of activity to do this summer.
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