Green Reader
Children’s
David Almond – Kit’s Wilderness
“Grandpa died in mid-January. The thaw was starting. Pools of water on the wilderness, snow turning to slush in the lanes, snowdrops peeking through in the gardens and beneath the hawthorne hedges. I was in school. Dobbs was going on about the movements of the earth again. He said that if you could move forward a million years, everything we saw before us would have changed: no Stoneygate, no flowing river, no wilderness, no us [. . .] ‘We are puny little things,’ he said. ‘The beast called time is our greatest predator, and there is no escape from it.’ He smiled again. ‘However. That is not to say there is no need to do our homework’.”
David Almond – Skellig
“I looked up at her silvery face, her ink-black eyes. I knew that in a dream I would see her as the moon with Skellig flying silently across her.”
Natalie Babbit – Tuck Everlasting
“The ownership of land is an odd thing when you come to think of it. How deep, after all, can it go? If a person owns a piece of land, does he own it all the way down, in ever narrowing dimensions, till it meets all other pieces at the centre of the earth?”
Katherine Rundell – The Girl Savage
“It was odd that the men on the farm spoke of her as beautiful, because she was not, or not really. The skin on her forehead was often spotty, and her teeth were not straight, and her features were too large for her face. Moreover, as if unable to walk slowly through a life so tremendously exciting, she ran everywhere and as a result was always bruised and scarred. Scarred, they said, but never scared. She was destined for great adventures.”
Enid Blyton – Five on a Treasure Island
“Out they all went into the sunshine. They felt very important and serious. It was marvelous to be looking for lost ingots of gold.”
Jack London – The Call of the Wild
“But especially he loved to run in the dim twilight of the summer midnights, listening to the subdued and sleepy murmurs of the forest, reading signs and sounds as man may read a book, and seeking for the mysterious something that called- called, waking or sleeping, at all times, for him to come.”
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