Wow, I had forgotten about this book, but when I saw the title here it brought with it a rush of grief. I think Bridge to Terabithia was one of my first encounters with grief. The fact that it was fiction did not seem to affect the impact it had on me. Thank you for reminding of this one.
Way I really loved this one. I'm ashamed to say I haven't read the book. I watched the film once when I was young then we gave it away - Leslie's death was the first time I'd encountered a real unhappy ending - I think it affected me in a similar way. Also 'I never had meaningful friends, and I'm an only child. Which is why books were always so essential to me.' resonated a lot with me. Thankfully that began to change at secondary school and beyond. Bit fiction in many forms, whether I'm consuming or writng it, still holds that escapism from isolation.
I did not read the book, but I saw the movie & it resonated with me as someone who had never felt the sunny candescent / incandescent warm glow of being an " insider ". It was a beautifully done movie, & NOW, at the " tender age " of 65, feel like I should get a new library card or find a bookstore & look up the book ( AND see if there's a copy of " The House With a Clock in the Walls " as well ). Thanks for the gentle nudge !
One of my favorite childhood books. Made such an impact I remember the story clearly 40 years later. Thanks for a great article allowing me to reminisce.
A book that also made a mark on me reading it in school.
Yes, " I crave the pain of a bullet". We read for many reasons but one is to learn and experience emotions.
Wow, I had forgotten about this book, but when I saw the title here it brought with it a rush of grief. I think Bridge to Terabithia was one of my first encounters with grief. The fact that it was fiction did not seem to affect the impact it had on me. Thank you for reminding of this one.
Way I really loved this one. I'm ashamed to say I haven't read the book. I watched the film once when I was young then we gave it away - Leslie's death was the first time I'd encountered a real unhappy ending - I think it affected me in a similar way. Also 'I never had meaningful friends, and I'm an only child. Which is why books were always so essential to me.' resonated a lot with me. Thankfully that began to change at secondary school and beyond. Bit fiction in many forms, whether I'm consuming or writng it, still holds that escapism from isolation.
I did not read the book, but I saw the movie & it resonated with me as someone who had never felt the sunny candescent / incandescent warm glow of being an " insider ". It was a beautifully done movie, & NOW, at the " tender age " of 65, feel like I should get a new library card or find a bookstore & look up the book ( AND see if there's a copy of " The House With a Clock in the Walls " as well ). Thanks for the gentle nudge !
One of my favorite childhood books. Made such an impact I remember the story clearly 40 years later. Thanks for a great article allowing me to reminisce.