26th December 2017
"If you are good, life is good.”
I beat my record over the holidays. I finished Matilda in a single day! It was a good 232 pages long, but I completed it. Roald Dahl can write such feel-good and happy books even though he saw many hardships. I think he wrote happy stories to forget about the sadness in his life.
Of all of his books that I have read, I think Matilda might be my favourite. That is because Matilda is such a voracious reader, just like me. Of course, I am not as smart as her and I do not have any special powers. Although if I do get special powers, I will change my teacher into Miss Honey. My current class teacher is more like Miss Trunchbull. Miss Honey was so nice and strong. I wish Mr. Dahl would have come out with a book featuring the adventures Matilda and Miss Honey.
I like Charlie and the Chocolate factory a lot too, but I have read it so many times that I am bored of it now. It is funny because after that I ate so many chocolate bars, I started finding chocolate repulsive for a while.
My second favourite book of Roald Dahl is The Twits because of this quote:
‘A person who has good thoughts cannot ever be ugly. You can have a wonky nose and a crooked mouth and a double chin and stick-out teeth, but if you have good thoughts it will shine out of your face like sunbeams, and you will always look lovely.’
Mummy is not having good thoughts right now. Her face looks tired and her eyes baggy. I thought that gifting her that framed photo of the family would make her glad but it didn’t. She was fine the whole day, and when I gifted her the photo, her smile dropped. It was as if she had forgotten about Nani going away but I had reminded her of that.
I could not see her like that. I came to my room and cried and cried. I want mummy to get back to normal fast. I miss her.
Papa then took me to the mall because my eyes were swollen from all the crying; to make sure my Christmas went well, papa broke the rule and bought me a book- Matilda. We came back home, and mummy looked better. She had ordered pizzas for us. She then took out the Diwali ladis from inside, and we put them. Even though they did not match the Christmas colours of green and red: they looked festive enough. I put on Christmas songs and then we all sat down and watched Home Alone.
Mummy is on her way back, and I might not be Home Alone (not literally) for long now. Now I know what Christmas miracles mean.