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“olivia reminds me of a bird sometimes, how her feathers get all ruffled when she's mad. and when she's fragile like this, she's a little lost bird looking for its nest.”

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Book:Wonder

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Wonder

This poignant story follows a young boy named August Pullman, who embarks on his first year of mainstream school after being homeschooled. His journey is filled with both triumphs and struggles as he navigates the complexities of social interactions and the prejudices of others. The narrative is told from multiple perspectives, offering a deep and nuanced look into the lives of those affected by August's condition. The book has been widely praised for its ability to foster empathy and its celebration of diversity. more

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R.J. Palacio

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