I picked this up and instantly thought, yes, this is exactly what our kids need on the shelves.
The Boy Who Didn’t Want to Die takes Peter Lantos’s memoir and turns it into something beautifully accessible for younger readers - honest, quietly devastating, and respectful of its subject without ever tipping into trauma-for-shock-value. It gives Holocaust history to 9+ in a way that feels truthful but not overwhelming, and the graphic format carries so much emotional weight without losing clarity.
Told through Peter’s five-year-old eyes, the story begins with a child’s sense of adventure and slowly, heartbreakingly, shifts into the reality of a world collapsing. The tent nights, the long walks, the strange new places… all of it slowly curdles into something darker as he witnesses fear, starvation, separation and the quiet, constant threat of death. And yet - threaded through it all - is love. His mother teaching him maths in Belsen. Small glimmers of humanity. The stubborn, instinctive hope of a child who simply refuses to stop surviving.
Victoria Stebleva’s artwork is stunning in its restraint: greys and blacks capturing despair, cut through by strokes of blue whenever childhood or hope flickers through the darkness. It’s haunting, but never overwhelming - perfect for young readers who need honesty without graphic horror.
This is exactly the kind of Holocaust narrative our students need: factual, compassionate, age-appropriate, and rooted in lived experience rather than fiction. A bridge for children who aren’t ready for Night but deserve more depth than The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas.
I’m genuinely glad I bought it for the school library. Books like this plant truth early and gently. They matter.