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The Underneath

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by Kathi Appelt, David Small (Illustrator)

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There is nothing lonelier than a cat who has been loved, at least for a while, and then abandoned on the side of the road.

A calico cat, about to have kittens, hears the lonely howl of a chained-up hound deep in the backwaters of the bayou. She dares to find him in the forest, and the hound dares to befriend this cat, this feline, this


There is nothing lonelier than a cat who has been loved, at least for a while, and then abandoned on the side of the road.

A calico cat, about to have kittens, hears the lonely howl of a chained-up hound deep in the backwaters of the bayou. She dares to find him in the forest, and the hound dares to befriend this cat, this feline, this creature he is supposed to hate. They are an unlikely pair, about to become an unlikely family. Ranger urges the cat to hide underneath the porch, to raise her kittens there because Gar-Face, the man living inside the house, will surely use them as alligator bait should he find them. But they are safe in the Underneath...as long as they stay in the Underneath.

Kittens, however, are notoriously curious creatures. And one kitten's one moment of curiosity sets off a chain of events that is astonishing, remarkable, and enormous in its meaning. For everyone who loves Sounder, Shiloh, and The Yearling, for everyone who loves the haunting beauty of writers such as Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings, Flannery O'Connor, and Carson McCullers, Kathi Appelt spins a harrowing yet keenly sweet tale about the power of love — and its opposite, hate — the fragility of happiness and the importance of making good on your promises.

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Publishers Weekly

On the page, Appelt's first novel, about abused animals and set in a Deep South swamp, reads like it might be spoken with a pronounced twang. Zackman's interpretation, however, is so mellifluous that it sounds like a lullaby. That smooth delivery strikes a discordant note with the material, a story that braids three dark narrative strands: the vodka-swilling Gar Face's battle with the 100-foot-long Alligator King; Gar Face's abused, chained hound dog's ill-fated shepherding of a mother cat and her kittens; and the thousand-year imprisonment of Grandmother Moccasin, a serpent so selfish she resents her daughter falling in love. The even-keel delivery also makes it hard to keep track as the story shifts among the myriad points of view, which include those of the villain, a family of shape-shifters, various animals and sentient trees. Appelt's stylistic choice to use repetition as a construct-"This cat, this feline, this creature he is supposed to hate..."-makes for a monotonous audio experience, and her use of words such as "goldy" (to describe sunshine) makes this disquieting book sound precious. Ages 9-12. Simultaneous release with the S&S/Atheneum hardcover. (May)

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AGERANGE: Ages 8 to 12.

An abandoned calico cat finds unlikely shelter under a porch with Ranger, an old hound. Once the calico gives birth to twin kittens, the foursome bond tightly as a family. However, Ranger's owner, Gar Face, is an abusive alcoholic. Both Ranger and the calico warn kittens Puck and Sabine never to wander from the safety of the place they call "The Underneath." The adults tell the kittens about the dangers of getting caught in front of Gar Face's gun, as the human is a cold-hearted trapper who skins the animals he kills and then trades their pelts for alcohol. One morning, Puck follows his playful young instincts and plays with the sun's rays. This leads to the capture and attempted drowning of both Puck and his mother by Gar Face. The hunter's obsession with capturing the Alligator King, an ancient resident of the bayous near his home eventually places Sabine in danger when the human decides to use the tiny kitten as bait. The Alligator King has a long history, one that is connected to the shape-shifting Grandmother Moccasin, her daughter Night Song, and other lives from a thousand years ago, including the Caddo people, Night Song's husband Hawk Man, and their unnamed daughter. Although this long circular narrative's complex, sometimes-overlapping character histories could prove to be difficult for younger readers and the events are sometimes quite ugly, the prose is breathtakingly beautiful. Many characters make seemingly wrong choices, but all are presented with chances to redeem themselves--and make amends for their past choices to follow paths of hate--by choosing to trust in and/or act through love. Possible themes for discussion include parental abuse,animal abuse, conservation, history, mythology, alternative families, and bullying. Reviewer: Jennifer Wood

Kirkus Reviews
When fate separates them, an old hound dog and two foster kittens survive the dangers of the bayou to find one another. Seeking shelter, a homeless pregnant cat responds to the "bluesy" baying of a hound named Ranger who lives chained under the porch of a shack in the woods of the East Texas bayou. He happily shares the Underneath with the cat and her two kittens, Sabine and Puck. The kittens are safe from Ranger's evil master Gar Face as long as they remain hidden, but Puck ventures out "straight into the terrible hands of Gar Face," who does his best to drown both the curious kitten and his mother. Somehow Puck escapes after promising his dying mother he will find Sabine and free Ranger, but he's on his own in a bayou teeming with mysterious creatures. Aided by Small's lively illustrations, Appelt intricately weaves these animals' ancient stories into Puck's survival saga to produce a magical tale of betrayal, revenge, love and the importance of keeping promises. (Fiction. 8-12)
From the Publisher
"A mysterious and magical story; poetic yet loaded with suspense." — Louis Sachar, Newbery Medal-winning author of Holes

"The Underneath is as enchanting as a hummingbird, as magical as the clouds." — Cynthia Kadohata, Newbery Medal-winning author of Kira-Kira

"Rarely do I come across a book that makes me catch my breath, that reminds me why I wanted to be a writer — to make of life something beautiful, something enduring. The Underneath is a book of ancient themes — love and loss and betrayal and redemption — woven together in language both timeless and spellbinding. A classic." — Alison McGhee, author of the New York Times bestselling Someday

"Kathi Appelt's novel, The Underneath, reads like a ballad sung." — Ashley Bryan, Hans Christian Anderson Award Nominee and Three-Time Coretta Scott King Award Medalist

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The Underneath

By Kathi Appelt Atheneum
Copyright © 2008
Kathi Appelt
All right reserved.

ISBN: 9781416950585


THERE IS NOTHING lonelier than a cat who has been loved, at least for a while, and then abandoned on the side of the road. A small calico cat. Her family, the one she lived with, has left her in this old and forgotten forest, this forest where the rain is soaking into her soft fur.

How long has she been walking? Hours? Days? She wasn't even sure how she got here, so far from the town where she grew up. Something about a car, something about a long drive. And now here she is. Here in this old forest where the rain slipped between the branches and settled into her fur. The pine needles were soft beneath her feet; she heard the water splash onto the puddles all around, noticed the evening roll in, the sky grow darker.

She walked and walked, farther and farther from the red dirt road. She should have been afraid. She should have been concerned about the lightning, slicing the drops of rain in two and electrifying the air. She should have been worried in the falling dark. But mostly she was lonely.

She walked some more on the soft pine needles until at last she found an old nest, maybe a squirrel's, maybe a skunk's, maybe a porcupine's; it's hard to tell when a nest has gone unused for a long time, and this one surely had. She was grateful to find it, an old nest, empty, a little dry, not very, but somewhat out of the rain, away from the slashes of lightning, here at the base of a gnarled tupelo tree, somewhere inthe heart of the piney woods. Here, she curled up in a tight ball and waited, purred to her unborn babies. And the trees, the tall and kindly trees, watched over her while she slept, slept the whole night through.Copyright © 2008 by Kathi Appelt


AHH,THE TREES. On the other side of the forest, there is an old loblolly pine. Once, it was the tallest tree in the forest, a hundred feet up it reached, right up to the clouds, right beneath the stars. Such a tree. Now broken in half, it stands beside the creek called the Little Sorrowful.

Trees are the keepers of stories. If you could understand the languages of oak and elm and tallow, they might tell you about another storm, an earlier one, twenty-five years ago to be exact, a storm that barreled across the sky, filling up the streams and bayous, how it dipped and charged, rushed through the boughs. Its black clouds were enormous, thick and heavy with the water it had scooped up from the Gulf of Mexico due south of here, swirling its way north, where it sucked up more moisture from the Sabine River to the east, the river that divides Texas and Louisiana.

This tree, a thousand years old, huge and wide, straight and true,would say how it lifted its branches and welcomed the heavy rain, how it shivered as the cool water ran down its trunk and washed the dust from its long needles. How it sighed in that coolness.

But then, in that dwindling of rain, that calming of wind, that solid darkness, a rogue bolt of lightning zipped from the clouds and struck. Bark flew in splinters, the trunk sizzled from the top of the crown to the deepest roots; the bolt pierced the very center of the tree.

A tree as old as this has a large and sturdy heart, but it is no match for a billion volts of electricity.The giant tree trembled for a full minute, a shower of sparks and wood fell to the wet forest floor. Then it stood completely still. A smaller tree might have jumped, might have spun and spun and spun until it crashed onto the earth. Not this pine, this loblolly pine, rooted so deep into the clay beside the creek; it simply stood beneath the blue-black sky while steam boiled from the gash sixty feet up, an open wound.This pine did not fall to the earth or slide into the creek. Not then.

And not now. It still stands. Most of its branches have cracked and fallen.The upper stories have long ago tumbled to the forest floor. Some of them have slipped into the creek and drifted downstream, down to the silver Sabine, down to the Gulf of Mexico. Down.

But the trunk remains, tall and hollow, straight and true. Right here on the Little Sorrowful, just a mile or so from a calico cat, curled inside her dry nest, while the rain falls all around.Copyright © 2008 by Kathi Appelt


MEANWHILE, DEEP BENEATH the hard red dirt, held tightly in the grip of the old tree's roots, something has come loose. A large jar buried centuries ago. A jar made from the same clay that lines the bed of the creek, a vessel with clean lines and a smooth surface, whose decoration was etched by an artist of merit. A jar meant for storing berries and crawdads and clean water, not for being buried like this far beneath the ground, held tight in the web of the tree's tangled roots. This jar. With its contents: A creature even older than the forest itself, older than the creek, the last of her kind. This beautiful jar, shaken loose in the random strike of lightning that pierced the tree's heart and seared downward into the tangled roots. Ever since, they have been loosening their grip.

Trapped, the creature has waited. For a thousand years she has slipped in and out of her deep, deep sleep, stirred in her pitch-black prison beneath the dying pine. Sssssooooonnnn, she whispered into the deep and solemn dark, my time will come. Then she closed her eyes and returned to sleep.Copyright © 2008 by Kathi Appelt


IT WASN'T THE chirring of the mourning doves that woke the calico cat, or the uncertain sun peeking through the clouds, or even the rustling of a nearby squirrel. No, it was the baying of a nearby hound. She had never heard a song like it, all blue in its shape, blue and tender, slipping through the branches, gliding on the morning air. She felt the ache of it. Here was a song that sounded exactly the way she felt.

Oh, I woke up on this bayou,
Got a chain around my heart.
Yes, I'm sitting on this bayou,
Got a chain tied 'round my heart.
Can't you see I'm dyin'?
Can't you see I'm cryin'?
Can't you throw an old dog a bone?
Oh, I woke up, it was rainin',
But it was tears came fallin' down.
Yes, I woke up, it was rainin',
But it was tears came fallin' down.
Can't you see I'm tryin'?
Can't you hear my cryin'?
Can't you see I'm all alone?
Can't you throw this old dog a bone?

She cocked her ears to see which direction it came from. Then she stood up and followed its bluesy notes, deeper and deeper into the piney woods. Away from the road, from the old, abandoned nest, away from the people who had left her here with her belly full of kittens. She followed that song.Copyright © 2008 by Kathi Appelt


FOR CATS, A hound is a natural enemy. This is the order of things. Yet how could the calico cat be afraid of a hound who sang, whose notes filled the air with so much longing? But when she got to the place where the hound sang, she knew that something was wrong.

She stopped.

In front of her sat a shabby frame house with peeling paint, a house that slumped on one side as if it were sinking into the red dirt. The windows were cracked and grimy. There was a rusted pickup truck parked next to it, a dark puddle of thick oil pooled beneath its undercarriage. She sniffed the air. It was wrong, this place. The air was heavy with the scent of old bones, of fish and dried skins, skins that hung from the porch like a ragged curtain.

Wrong was everywhere.

She should turn around, she should go away, she should not look back. She swallowed. Perhaps she had taken the wrong path? What path should she take? All the paths were the same. She felt her kittens stir. It surely wouldn't be safe to stay here in this shabby place.

She was about to turn around, when there it was again -- the song, those silver notes, the ones that settled just beneath her skin. Her kittens stirred again, as if they, too, could hear the beckoning song. She stepped closer to the unkempt house, stepped into the overgrown yard. She cocked her ears and let the notes lead her, pull her around the corner. There they were, those bluesy notes.

Oh, I woke up, it was rainin',
But it was tears came fallin' down.
Yes, I woke up, it was rainin',
But it was tears came fallin' down.
Can't you see I'm tryin'?
Can't you hear my cryin'?
Can't you see I'm all alone?
Can't you throw this old dog a bone?

Then she realized, this song wasn't calling for a bone, it was calling for something else, someone else. Another step, another corner. And there he was, chained to the corner of the back porch. His eyes were closed, his head held back, baying.

She should be afraid, she should turn around and run, she should climb the nearest tree. She did not. Instead, she simply walked right up to this baying hound and rubbed against his front legs. She knew the answer to his song, for if she could bay, her song would be the same.


Right here.

Ranger.Copyright © 2008 by Kathi Appelt


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Meet the Author

Kathi Appelt is the author of the Newbery Honoree, National Book Award finalist, PEN USA Literary Award–winning, and bestselling The Underneath as well as the National Book Award finalist The True Blue Scouts of Sugar Man Swamp, Keeper, and many picture books including Counting Crows. She has two grown children and lives in College Station, Texas, with her husband. Visit her at KathiAppelt.com.

David Small is the Caldecott Award–winning illustrator of So You Want to Be President? by Judith St. George. He also received Caldecott Honors for The Gardener by Sarah Stewart and One Cool Friend by Toni Buzzeo. He’s illustrated dozens of other award-winning books, including That Book Woman by Heather Henson and The Underneath by Kathi Appelt, and lives in Michigan with his wife, Sarah Stewart.

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alittlehobbitgirl More than 1 year ago
My mom talked me into buying this book, I was haveing a depresing day so she took me and my sister to the bookstore. I wasn't really planning on getting it, but mom liked the whole animal theme, so I got it. She started reading it to us, and it was good at first, just what mom had expected, but then it got to Gar-face and stuff and we stoped reading it. But I loved it, and kept reading it, and let me tell you, you have to remember every aspect of this book to get it. All of the storys kind-of weave together to make one thrilling marvelous story. This book is about an abandoned calico cat, who finds a lonely hound dog who is owned by Gar-Face, an evil abused man. The cat is expecting kittens, and when the two bay cats are born they are told to never leave the underneath (under the porch), or Gar-Face would use them as croc bait. But when Puck, the boy kitten, gets a little curious, an adventure takes place, with betrayed snakes, large crocodiles, and shap-shifting birds. With surprises around every corner, this book is sure to keep your intrest. Warning: this book may be scary for younger children, so probably not a good read-out-loud choice.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I absolutely love, love, LOVE this book! I began building my home library for my young (5 and 8-year-old) children. I always read the books first to make sure there are no sensitive topics that I would rather avoid at their young age. Although alcoholism is mentioned, it is related to the very mean and abusive character 'Gar Face", which led to a great discussion on avoiding alcohol. I thoroughly enjoyed the story myself! Now my 8-year-old is reading it. He is really enjoying the book also. It's great for building his vocabulary and understanding mataphor. There is wonderful moral to the story, but I'll let you find it out for yourself! Such a wonderful book, destined to be a favorite of yours too!
TeensReadToo More than 1 year ago
I've stated before that if a book can make me laugh hysterically or cry hysterically, it's guaranteed a good review because it means the author has gone above and beyond. That is the case with THE UNDERNEATH. Except, a good review isn't enough for this book. It is not. I only hope that my review can begin to do justice to this amazing work.

THE UNDERNEATH is lyrical, strong, and extremely well-written. It is thought provoking and "can't put it down" fantastic. Kathy Appelt does not lower the bar in the slightest from page one until the book is done. Not one bit.

Appelt weaves a brilliant tale about an old, beaten-down hound dog and the felines he loves. She also weaves an almost entirely separate folktale of a miserable, bitter, shape-shifting snake. How do these two stories fit into the same book? Ask Kathi Appelt, because I'm still trying to figure out how she beautifully intertwined them. But she did. She did.

In the acknowledgements, Appelt mentions advice from M.T. Anderson (THE ASTONISHING LIFE OF OCTAVIAN NOTHING) that she took to heart: "Write what you think you can't." Obviously, this author put her heart and her soul into the writing of a beautiful book, and it has paid off with a tale that will last for generations.

You know that gut feeling you get when you read a book like CHARLOTTE'S WEB or THE MIRACULOUS JOURNEY OF EDWARD TULANE? That Lasting feeling? Lasting wraps itself around you and urges you to read this book carefully because you'll want it in good condition on your shelf for a long time to come. That is this book. This perfect and Lasting book.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Great book. The book was a bundle of ropes, in the end the whole book tied together in an unforgettable way.
no-nonsense More than 1 year ago
I guess I will have to go back to prereading books for my children in grades 3-6, even if the book has a Newberry Honor book award, after reading this not-for-the-young book. In the first 13 pages of The Underneath: a heartless family abandons a pregnant cat in the forest, a boy poisons his mother's birdfeeder and you get to hear about the dead birds and her sorrow (while the boy's delight in their suffering is explained as images of blood drip from her hands), a father is a drunkard with the alcohol named, a boy is abused with facial wounds so bad he is permanently disfigured, drunk father passes out, mother abandons family, boy runs away from home . . . does this really sound like a book you want to expose to your young children? It gets worse: revenge leading to suicide, deep anguish at the loss of a loved one, animal torture (dog shot on purpose and not cared for, dog malnourished, dog permanently left on small chain outdoors for years on end as chain becomes embedded in neck, dog kicked in sides, dog hit purposefully in the face with a board (you get to read in detail about the blood in the dogs nose and how it chokes and spits blood and its eyes are swollen shut), cats used as live bait for alligators, cats swung around by the neck, mother cat and kitten are thrown into a bag and then tossed alive into a swamp to drown (you get to read about how the human delights in the suffering of these innocents), and more. I am angry that I was duped by the review and the back cover. My daughter was rightfully upset reading this. I read it after her and was kicking myself that I didn't preread it. Thanks anyway, Newberry Awards, I will use my parental judgement on when to bring up "teachable moments" on alcohol and alcoholism, child abuse, animal abuse, suicide, murder, and runaways. This book might be for teens, but it is certainly NOT for elementary school children.
emmakay11 More than 1 year ago
This book was great and very interesting but the thing I did not like was how short the chapters were. Once you started a chapter it was over. I liked the kittens and the change in Grandmother Moccasin's heart at the end. I also like the poetic language and the way the book flows. I would recommend this book for a child or young adult.
Badger2571 More than 1 year ago
I have read this book twice to my sons. Once at age 7 and 9; recently at ages 9 and 11. The Underneath created a lot of dialog about so many subjects. The characters were fascinating. How Grandmother Moccasin evolved, how Puck matured, and how Gar Face became what he was were deep discussions for my sons. They also enjoyed figuring out the mysteries of the book. There are many mysteries to solve and the author does a great job explaining most of them in the end. It did make a great read aloud; it kept my son's interested and complaining when we had to put the story on hold to go to bed.
college-student More than 1 year ago
On its surface, this is the story of the family that is formed out of the friendship between an abused hound and an abandoned cat. But its multi-layered subtexts explore loss, pain, and the possibility for redemption. One of its messages might be that "hurt people hurt people"-and that ultimately, the only way to end this cycle is to let go of your right to hate by choosing to love. I can't praise this book highly enough. The story is poignantly beautiful, but its language is pure music. Appelt's writing style seems closer to poetry than prose, with lines like these: "Whenever there is a breeze in the old forest, you might, for a moment, realize that the trees are singing. There, on the wind, are the voices of sugarberry and juniper and maple, all telling you about this hound, this true-blue hound, tied to a post. They have been watching him all these years, listening to his song, and if he know what the trees were singing, it might be about how he found a friend" (25). Its themes are deep enough that its intended audience is ageless. My highest recommendation might be in that I've already bought it for a fourth grader, a children's lit professor, a high schooler, and my cousin in college. =)
violin2 More than 1 year ago
The author has woven a compelling story with her poetic use of words. It was beautiful to read but heart-wrenching at times. The evil was hard to stomach and I shed tears for the animal characters but the climax and resolution was satisfying. It absorbed me as I turned pages to discover the ending and then I didn't want it to end. This story haunts me still. It is a book to treasure but don't leave it on a shelf afterwards. Pass it on to a friend who loves animals, the natural world--someone who can endure the agony of good vs. evil.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Please read this book. It is just about the best book ever. It is so moving, and truly beautiful how everything comes together in the end. It's written in a kind of poetic way, and I love it. I wish that everyone in the world could read this book. I absolutely recommend it and rate it an 11 or more out of 10. Amazing. Truly Amazing.
ScoutLB More than 1 year ago
The author draws you in....tells you what you need to know...explains the enchantment of the surroundings with great understanding and knowledge...gently explains how the 'man' (Gar Face) - becomes evil, or would that be, uncaring? She tells the story of how the two almost mythical/mystical beings came to be...and then sits you right up front, unfolding the story of a hound, a mother cat, and her twin kittens. Charming, suspenseful, worrisom, fascinating...a book that I would read aloud to jr. hi students...The author has more than voice; she has song; she has soul.
MaseratiPi More than 1 year ago
I felt such a range of emotions while reading this incredible story. The way Appelt conveys wretched loneliness and the desperate hunger for companionship is haunting yet identifiable.
Guest More than 1 year ago
This was simply a wonderful and unique book to read. There were so many interesting characters. The book was written in such a way that I couldn't put it down until I found out what happened to each character in the end. I can't wait for others to read it and love it as much as I did!
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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Awesome book!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book is amazing. I have read it twice. Each time it gets better. So iI shall say read this at any age. I have even read it to mylonger
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This is one of the most beautifully written books that l've read in like....forever. Thank you!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
&ldquo;There is nothing lonelier than a cat who has been loved, at least for a while, and then abandoned on the side of the road.&rdquo; Just by the first sentence it captured my attention. Reading this book made me feel and realize many things. The novel made me feel sorry for this poor cat, and always made me feel that I had to keep reading the book. Also, it made me realize that unlike this cat who is lonely you should be grateful with the things you have. There is nothing lonelier then a calico cat having babies in her stomach, but being abandoned on the road. While walking she hears a song. A dog was singing the song. She knows that cats and dogs aren&rsquo;t supposed to like each other, but the cat can really relate to the song. The dog&rsquo;s name is Ranger. Ranger is a chained dog. Ranger helps the cat raise her kittens under a porch where they can be safe. Later on in the story a man that lives nearby is not afraid to kill any animals in his way. The man is named Gar Face. Gar Face tries to kill an Alligator King. The ending will leave you hanging and surprised. The novel always kept me wondering. I never wanted to put it down. In my opinion the book was phenomenal and one of my most favorite books I&rsquo;ve read. It made me feel sorry for the cat, but the dog changed that feeling because he always supported her. The book had surprising events which made it the best parts. I definitely recommend this book. I recommend it to anyone who likes surprises, animals, and just if you are seeking for a book to read. The descriptive language was deep to really connect with you. It is not a series, but is still worth the time to read. It&rsquo;s more like a realistic novel because some parts could happen in life. That&rsquo;s what the novel The Underneath is all about.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
It good
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This book was not the way I thought it would be. It got me interested for a little bit but then I couldn't pick it up again! I would rate this book two and a half stars.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I have read it before I cant say I remember much except a snake in a pot so I am going to reread it. Comment on a post: I am thirteen and i think it is apropriate for teens and up I read I think around 5 or 6 grade.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book was entirely special, in its own special way. The book has something in it that makes it so vague and mysterious, maybe it's the personification of the trees, or the linguistically enabled setting. These things give this book an essence; something that is entirely different from any other book that I have read. It's like each chapter is equally designed to give a purpose. The words and phrases are fabulous, and the author knows it. The words sank into my mind like a sponge absorbs water. Even though at the time of this comment I still haven't finished the book, It's safe to say this is a definite recommendation.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Such an awesome book i love it. I would definently reccomend this book to anyone in 4th grade or older. This book has suspense drama exitment and fun and crazy adventure. GET THIS BOOK.