Nobody's Boy
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• Author: |
Hector Malot
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• Year Written: |
1878 |
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• Nationality: |
French |
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• Genre: |
Fiction |
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• Cover Artist: |
Matthieu Roussel
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• Voice Actor: |
TBA |
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• Recorded by: |
TBA |
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• Length: |
TBA |
ANTICIPATED RELEASE: 2010
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Kalliope's Review |
"If you're looking for a heartwarming tale, then this is it! With so many interesting elements, from abandoned babies to performing dogs to mine disasters, this book keeps you wondering if the story can possibly get any more complicated. Just when you ask that, it can and it does. However, I will tell you that the ending is perfect so don't let the anxious moments deter you from enjoying this book. I know you'll love it!" ~ Kalliope |
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Short Book Summary |
Nobody’s Boy, written by Hector Henri Malot in 1878 and translated into
English in 1916, is the story of Remi, the protagonist of the book. As
an orphan, his life is difficult right from the start, and gets worse
as time passes. When his second surrogate parent is thrown in jail,
Remi again finds himself to be “nobody’s boy.” With the help of a
friend and fellow orphan, Mattia, Remi journeys along to England,
through France and to Switzerland to solve the mysterious puzzle of his
birth. |
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Read First Paragraph |
"I was a foundling. But until I was eight years of age I thought I had a mother like other children, for when I cried a woman held me tightly in her arms and rocked me gently until my tears stopped falling. I never got into bed without her coming to kiss me, and when the December winds blew the icy snow against the window panes, she would take my feet between her hands and warm them, while she sang to me. Even now I can remember the song she used to sing. If a storm came on while I was out minding our cow, she would run down the lane to meet me, and cover my head and shoulders with her cotton skirt so that I should not get wet." |
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Quote: the Scribe |
“In Paris they simply stared when I spoke to them in French; I never did succeed in making those idiots understand their own language.”
~Mark Twain ( 1835 - 1910 ) |