Jess Aaron's greatest ambition is to be the fastest runner in the fifth grade. He's been practicing all summer and can't wait to see his classmates' faces when he beats them all. But on the first day of school, a new kid, a new girl, boldly crosses over to the boy's side of the playground... read more
Jess Aarons always wanted to be the fastest kid in the 5th grade . So he trained all summer so he could be the fastest kid in school. But on the first day of school Leslie outruns everybody including him. Leslie and Jess thought they would never be friends,but they eventually became the best... read more (warning: may contain spoilers)
“Jess drew the way some people drank whiskey. The peace would start at the top of his muddled brain and seep down through his tired and tensed-up body. Lord, he loved to draw.”Jess (thoughts)
“It was Leslie who had taken him from the cow pasture into Terabithia and turned him into a king. He had thought that was it. Wasn't king the best you could be? Now it occurred to him that perhaps Terabithia was like a castle where you came to be knighted. After you stayed for a while and grew strong you had to move on. For hadn't Leslie, even in Terabithia, tried to push back the walls of his mind and make him see beyond to the shining world—huge and terrible and beautiful and very fragile? (Handle with care—everything—even the predators.)”Jess (thoughts)
“How could he explain it in a way Leslie would understand, how he yearned to reach out and capture the quivering life about him and how when he tried, it slipped past his fingertips, leaving a dry fossil upon the page. "I just can't get the poetry of the trees," he said.”Jess (on drawing)
“There in their secret place, his feelings bubbled inside him like a stew on the back of the stove -some sad for her in her lonesomeness, but chunks of happiness too. To be Leslie's one whole friend in the world as she was his- he couldn't help being satisfied about that.”Jess Aarons
“"When my husband died" - Jess could hardly imagine Mrs. Myers ever having a husband-"People kept telling me not to cry, trying to make me forget." Mrs. Myers loving, mourning. How could you picture it? "But I didn't want to forget." She took out her handkerchief from her sleeve and blew her nose. "Excuse me," she said. "This morning, when I came in, someone had already taken out her desk." She stopped and blew her nose again. " It- it- we- I have never had such a student. In all my years of teaching. I shall always be grateful-" He wanted to comfort her. He wanted to unsay all the things he had ever said about her- even unsay the things Leslie had said. Lord, don't ever let her find out."So- I realize. If it's hard for me, how much harder it must be for you. Let's try to help each other, shall we?”Mrs. Myers
“He could no more imagine Leslie chasing a boy than he could imagine Mrs. Double-Chinned Myers shinnying up the flagpole. Gary Fulcher could go to you-know-where and warm his toes.”Jess Aarons
Sometimes it seemed to him that his life was delicate as a dandelion. One little puff from any direction, and it was blown to bits.Highlighted by 77 Kindle customers
Sometimes like the Barbie doll you need to give people something that’s for them, not just something that makes you feel good giving it.Highlighted by 60 Kindle customers
She looked at him as if she were going to argue, then seemed to change her mind. “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.”Highlighted by 52 Kindle customers
could be a magic country like Narnia, and the only way you can get in is by swinging across on this enchanted rope.”Highlighted by 50 Kindle customers
It seemed to him that he had been thought too big for that since the day he was born.Highlighted by 47 Kindle customers
Ba-room, ba-room, ba-room, baripity, baripity, baripity, baripity—Good.Highlighted by 42 Kindle customers
Now it was time for him to move out. She wasn’t there, so he must go for both of them. It was up to him to pay back to the world in beauty and caring what Leslie had loaned him in vision and strength.Highlighted by 38 Kindle customers
Leslie was more than his friend. She was his other, more exciting self—his way to Terabithia and all the worlds beyond.Highlighted by 36 Kindle customers
She smiled. “OK,” she said. “But I still don’t think God goes around damning people to hell.” They smiled at each other trying to ignore May Belle’s anxious little voice. “But Leslie,” she insisted. “What if you die? What’s going to happen to you if you die?”Highlighted by 20 Kindle customers
Leslie named their secret land “Terabithia,”Highlighted by 18 Kindle customers
One - Jesse Oliver Aarons, Jr
Two - Leslie Burke
Three - The Fastest Kid in the Fifth Grade
Four - Rulers of Terabithia
Five - The Giant Killers
Six - The Coming of Prince Terrien
Seven - The Golden Room
Eight - Easter
Nine - The Evil Spell
Ten - The Perfect Day
Eleven - No!
Twelve - Stranded
Thirteen - Building the Bridge
This is a great book, but for younger children, you might want to double-check it before they read it. There are some deep themes which may be disturbing for younger readers. Only mature kids can fully appreciate the beauty of this book.
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