My Favorite Writers

I decided to like their FB pages this month. Really like what I see on my hectic timeline. Pics of my favorite writers altogether.

[Review] After (Luc dan Aku) by Francis Chalifour

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

I like this kind of books. You know, the books that talk about pain, about how one deals with death and stuff. Especially, it’s a teen book. I don’t know why, but I enjoy reading books talking about teenagers. About how they deal with life and everything.

I have a certain feeling about death. It always gives me such a deep emotion. Either it’s family or friends. I need days, weeks, months, or even weeks to understand the fact that someone I know, care about, or love, pass away.

That is why, I understand completely how Francis might have felt. Especially since his Dad chose to die by suicide. Shocking.

It’s a great book for those interested in how people deal with death. Not only is there Francis’ story on how he sees his father’s passing, but also his Mom and Luc, his younger brother.

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The Witches by Roald Dahl

rating: 3 of 5 stars

This is not one of Dahl’s books that I love. But, it’s ok. Maybe it’s because of the mice — I can’t stand one mouse, and in this book, I had to deal with lots of mice. However, I love the lovely bond between the main character and his Grandmamma. Reminds me of my GrandMa.

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How Books Can Change Many Things

I’m reading a book about a girl whose father passed away and mother left her and her two siblings in their Great GrandMa’s.

She has to be strong for her sister and brother. And, she is a very strong kid. Love her.

She affects me a lot. If she can be that strong, I should be able to be even stronger.

So, here I am, trying all I might to be a strong person.

That is why I love reading so much. And, I make my daughter to have the same feeling towards books and reading.

I’ve been introducing her to both since she was in my belly. And, now, she is crazy about books.

She will be five in June. No, she can’t read yet. But, she knows several simple words–in Indonesian, of course. I just don’t want to push her too much.

She learns reading through games that I invent. And, I believe that one day, she will get there. She will. So, why worry too much?

Most important, she loves books. What’s the point of being able to read without that love?

I hope, one day, she will read my collection of books. I have prepared some for her. And, I want her to be a great person because she reads those great books.

If she’s down, she reads a book, and she will feel better afterwards. Or, when she feels weak, she reads a good book, and she’ll be strong.

Like now, how that book I’m reading managed to affect me in such a positive way.