James and the Giant Peach

by Roald Dahl

He was obviously a rascal, but what a change it was to hear somebody laughing once in a while.

Already, he was beginning to like his new friends very much. They were not nearly as terrible as they looked. In fact, they weren’t really terrible at all. They seemed extremely kind and

“My dear young fellow,” the Old-Green-Grasshopper said gently, “there are a whole

lot of things in this world of ours that you haven’t started wondering about yet.