“Bridge to Terabithia” de Katherine Paterson

“It’s crazy, isn’t it?” She shook her head. “You have to believe it, but you hate it. I don’t have to believe it, and I think it’s beautiful.” She shook her head again. “It’s crazy.”

Reading The Bridge of Terabithia is like staring at the ocean at its most peaceful. The water crystal clear, the waves – well, they come and go, nothing harsh about the way they caress the shore. The writing, there’s nothing particular about it – then again, there’s everything. It lulls you as you go from line to line.

As the story moves forward, there’s no change in pace. I believe that is why it feels like everything happens so… naturally. I mean, it’s obviously natural, it’s life taking its course, but there’s no attempt at making it… bigger. It is what it is, and it’s heartbreaking and beautiful. So so beautiful.

I cried. Oh yes, I did. I stopped quite a few times, closed the book and took a deep breath. I considered taking an actual break, putting it down for a few hours perhaps, but I felt like I owed it to Leslie and Jess to cross the bridge.

Even now, I have finished The Bridge of Terabithia a few hours ago and the memory of it brings tears to my eyes and a smile to my face, because the ending… oh, it was beyond perfect. So soft, so gentle.

I think what I am trying to say is that everyone should definitely read this book.

I feel like I am catching up because I have missed quite a few treasures by not enjoying reading as a child. The more I read, the more I am aware of every single thing I will most definitely have to leave untouched. I am celebrating the fact that The Bridge of Terabithia is not one of those things, though. I will cherish it for the rest of my life.


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