Teaser Tuesday

I heard about a great sharing idea from Damyanti over at Daily (w)rite.
Teaser Tuesdays! 
I’m going to give this a try.

Teaser Tuesdays is a weekly meme, hosted by MizB of  Should Be Reading. Anyone can play along! Just do the following:

• Grab your current read
• Open to a random page
• Share two (2) “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page
• BE CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! (Make sure that what you share doesn’t give too much away! You don’t want to ruin the book for others!)
• Share the title & author so that other TT participants can add the book to their TBR Lists if they like your teasers!

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Of course I’d start this meme when I’m not reading a thick, musty tome.

Two teaser sentences from The Last Train by Rona Arato:

Oscar pointed to the Tootsie Roll still clutched in Paul’s hand. “The Nazis never gave us chocolate.”

The Last Train by Rona Arato

A middle grade, non-fiction book, The Last Train is the story of two young Jewish brothers and their unfortunate journey through 1944-45 Easter Europe, culminating in a ride on the last death train into Bergen-Belsen. Written by the wife of one of the now-adult survivors, this tale is a good introduction to the subject matter for young readers who already have a slim understanding of the Holocaust. Because the language is so specifically designed to represent the young boys of the story, as well as to target younger readers, it seemed choppy and was difficult for me to stay engaged. Recognizing I am a life-long avid reader of Leon Uris, this was a bit of a detour from my normal literary fare, especially in regards to Word War II and the Holocaust. But, again, it is perfect for 9-12 year olds and even younger, if the child is a strong reader with a more mature grasp of truths in the world.

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This year, as mentioned, I have done little reading for pleasure. I’ve simply been too swamped with work – some days my eyes are bloodshot and bulging from all the reading I have to do. A lot of my down-time choices have been re-reads, so my brain can coast along. In a giant detour from my normal literary fare, this summer I am hoping to read more young reader, middle grade, and perhaps some young adult books that have been floating around the house – either discards of my children, already enjoyed and tossed aside for new stories, or chosen from the stacks of yet unread books all over our home. I’m taking on this project to keep a dialogue going with my children that goes beyond the typical summer speak of, “Don’t slam the door!”