February 6, 2008

When twelve-year-old Hugo, an orphan living and repairing clocks within the walls of a Paris train station in 1931, meets a mysterious toy seller and his goddaughter, his undercover life and his biggest secret are jeopardized.
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The Invention of Hugo Cabret |
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Posted by mswood
February 6, 2008

I had some connections with some of the poems in this book.
The poem about the little boy who’s pet hamster escaped from it’s cage reminded me about something that happened to me. When my daughter was little, she had a pet hamster. Once when he got out of his cage, he chewed up the carpet in the corner of her room. After that, even years later when she was grown-up, it reminded me of the hamster when I went into her old bedroom.
In the poem about the kid breaking her mother’s Christmas reindeer, it reminded me about something that happened almost thirty years ago. One time when my niece was visiting me, she picked up a bowl from my end table. She dropped it and it broke. I glued it back together and put it back on the table. Years later, when I looked at that cracked bowl, it reminded me of my niece and all the fun times we had when she was a little girl and came to visit me.
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This Is Just to Say: Poems of Apology and Forgiveness |
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Posted by mswood
February 6, 2008

In this story, an older couple who were very poor, discovered a magical pot in their garden. They discovered that if they put something in it, like a potato, that two potatoes suddenly appeared in the pot.
If I had a magical pot, I would try to not be greedy about what I put into the pot, only things that I really needed. I would think of things that people I care about might need, such as my friends and family. By helping others in need, I would feel much better about myself, instead of being selfish and thinking only of myself. If more people put others first, instead of themselves, this would be a much better world.
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One Potato Two Potato |
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Posted by mswood