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  <read_at>Fri Jun 01 00:00:00 -0700 2007</read_at>
  <date_added>Sat Jun 02 17:58:05 -0700 2007</date_added>
  <date_updated>Fri Jun 08 17:30:55 -0700 2007</date_updated>
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    <body><![CDATA[Of course I read this as a kid, but the only thing that stayed with me was Terabithia; the entire mundane plot (that is, 95% of the book) entirely vanished from my memory.<br/><br/>The class elements went right over my head as a kid, which is strange because they're so important to the book. Also, I often find now that when I read children's books, things seem unrealistically harsh to me -- but they didn't seem that way to me when I was the target age. Apparently I've forgotten a lot about being a kid.<br/><br/>One thing I haven't forgotten is how much <em>strategy</em> is required to be a kid, and this book captures that wonderfully. Jess is forever managing people -- to avoid getting beaten up by other kids, to avoid being punished by parents and teachers, to carve out a little time and privacy. <br/><br/>My chief problem with this book is that Jess actually is indirectly responsible for Leslie's death, and that's too heavy a responsibility to put on a kid. It's like writing a story in which the monster under the bed is a real monster.]]></body>
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