Ooooh. After gulags, slave ships, and beaten dogs, I recommend “Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy.” You need a break!!!
There weren’t many times I cried at school, I usually saved my angsty tears for behind my bedroom door, but I clearly remember crying when made to read a section of ‘The Call of the Wild’ in an English class. I was twelve, and glad I had glasses to hide behind. It was only a few pages for us to take apart, concerning the voyage Buck takes after being stolen, beaten with a club, then shipped up north to pull sleds for those lured by the gold rush. And it ended round about the time a kind, friend that the central dog Buck makes, a girl dog called Curly, is ripped apart by other dogs at a freezing snowy camp, for just trying to make friends with them. I swore then I’d never read the whole book.
However, it’s turned up on the 100 Greatest Novels list, so I…
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