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Margot & Me
by Juno Dawson
Oh, this was just absolutely wonderful. Heartbreaking and moving and funny, and so wonderful.
I enjoyed both stories here so much. Felicity, as a frustrated 15 year old trying to adjust to life in a small Welsh village, finds her grandma's diary from during the second World War. Through reading this, she learns about a version of Margot she can hardly relate to her cranky, hard-hearted grandmother. What follows is a wonderful blend of diary entries and Fliss trying to deal with being the new girl at school, the culture shock of living on a farm, and supporting her mother through terrible illness.
I found this book to be about different kinds of love, different kinds of happiness - most especially how important it can be not to overlook the small bits of "goodness" that happen in life - and a mix of building your own inner strength and learning how/when to rely on others.
Dawson builds these amazing, well-rounded characters, who do brilliant and terrible things both, but they remain so whole and likeable because of, and not in spite of, this.
A couple of favourite bits:
It's true that we take what's real and turn it into a story.
And now a note on stories: I think storytelling is a vital part of human communication - we share and trade our stories. So many languages but we all speak 'story'.
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You see, I think love is like mixing paint: everyone brings something different to a relationship, so you never get the same colour twice. It seems foolish to cherish one shade above others and yet that's what we seem to do.
I enjoyed both stories here so much. Felicity, as a frustrated 15 year old trying to adjust to life in a small Welsh village, finds her grandma's diary from during the second World War. Through reading this, she learns about a version of Margot she can hardly relate to her cranky, hard-hearted grandmother. What follows is a wonderful blend of diary entries and Fliss trying to deal with being the new girl at school, the culture shock of living on a farm, and supporting her mother through terrible illness.
I found this book to be about different kinds of love, different kinds of happiness - most especially how important it can be not to overlook the small bits of "goodness" that happen in life - and a mix of building your own inner strength and learning how/when to rely on others.
Dawson builds these amazing, well-rounded characters, who do brilliant and terrible things both, but they remain so whole and likeable because of, and not in spite of, this.
A couple of favourite bits:
It's true that we take what's real and turn it into a story.
And now a note on stories: I think storytelling is a vital part of human communication - we share and trade our stories. So many languages but we all speak 'story'.
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You see, I think love is like mixing paint: everyone brings something different to a relationship, so you never get the same colour twice. It seems foolish to cherish one shade above others and yet that's what we seem to do.