Dit, in een sin, is die opsomming van Jodi Picoult se Small Great Things. Dis een van die mees vuis-in-die-maag boeke wat ek nog ooit gelees het. Ek gaan nie ‘n resensie hier probeer skryf nie, maar hier mag dalk van die storielyn weggegee word, so moenie hier lees as jy nie wil weet nie. Die… Continue reading If you are white, you can never know what it’s like to be black
Sometimes a book touches you so deep that you have to tell everybody about it. The book stays with you, lingers in the back of your mind. The characters become real, you are happy with them, you cry with them and you feel lost when you eventually have to say goodbye to them Such a… Continue reading Edge of Eternity
I was asked to review a book on my blog after I read it. Everyone that really knows me, would know that I love very few things in life more than reading. On Saturday night, (actually early hours of Sunday morning) after the rugby, where the Stormers made me so happy and proud I could… Continue reading Seekers of the Lost Boy
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