The sloshing of water that echoed off the massive stone walls around him and the bobbing back and forth woke Pim. Through tiny slits, Pim tried to survey the world around him. He was half in water, half being held up by some brown log. He pushed his hands in, and it rolled, throwing him over and head-first into the murky abyss. Pim jumped out and back in the water, gasping for air. He couldn’t swim well. He found the log again, and pulled himself up onto it, unsure of whether he should breathe or hold his breath forever. He looked around himself, and realized he was in some kind of humongous tunnel--a sewer.
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The journey in the jar flashed as a blurred collage of trees, doorways, light bulbs and so much giggling that Pim felt as though he’d never laugh again. The jar was much taller than Pim, and it towered over him, swallowing him three-fold. The light-brown hands that held his prison moved away once he was set on a pale, flat surface. A human kitchen? Pim thought. Oh no! She’s going to eat me! She’s going to chop me up and eat me! Or worse--she’s going to swallow me whole. Pim nervously rocked himself back and forth in a fetal position at the bottom of the jar, clutching his knapsack, all while a pair of curious, dark-brown eyes peaked through the glass jar. The little girl gleefully wondered what it was she had captured. An ant? A worm? No, worms don’t have legs. And it looks like a person--an alien?! But it’s so small.
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Awards:for "Just Like Mommy"
for "Pim & the Open Drain"
for "Pim & the Glass Jar"
for "One Drink."
for "No Prince."
for "Neither would he."
for "The Burning of Pounce"
for "Revelation, Part Two"
for "Precise Specifications"
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This book has stuck with me since I finished reading it over three years ago. I was deeply fascinated by the story being told from the point of view of such a young child, and the way he tells the story is so viscerally devastating and b...
by Ernest Cline
From start to finish, this book had me excited! I struggled putting it down. Although many of the references went over my head (because I have yet to enjoy such nerd culture), it didn't matter. The concept and the pure exhilarating joy o...
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