Posts Tagged ‘reading’

I’m reading a book

Wednesday, February 2nd, 2011

Reading is something I treasure. I love to read stories of great adventures or humorous characters. Unfortunately, thanks to years of studying school text books, three of which centred around accounting, I have come to loath the very same thing I love. What I would do as a relaxing past time becomes a chore when you’re reading about the accounting of revenue for thirty pages.

It brings up an important question. Why is reading text books so boring? Don’t point fingers at those poor accounting fools because they aren’t the only ones to blame. It appears to be a trend amongst text book writers to attempt everything in their power to put you to sleep within the first few lines. Do they think that by dragging everything out and saying it in the most pompous way they’ll make us all more intelligent?

Think about this. When you watch law or medical programs on TV, you begin to pick up on the lingo, and even learn some of the subject matter. The same happens when reading Sci-Fi books. All of this learning is happening under the guise of entertainment. What if, just what if, we could learn like this for everything? It doesn’t mean we would never have to put any effort in, but simply unmask the interesting things that we’re learning and make us want to learn them. Who knows what we could accomplish.

Here’s a brilliant YouTube video from a fellow book lover:

Five Minute Test

Tuesday, February 16th, 2010

This is a test I have been given time and time again. The infamous Five minute test.

Spud – Learning to Fly Review

Saturday, July 11th, 2009

Spud - Learning to flyI first came across the Spud series by accident. A few of my friends at school were excitedly talking about skipping a lesson and going with the librarian to a nearby shopping centre to see John van de Ruit. I had no idea who that was but when offered the opportunity to miss class I wasn’t going to say no.

I happily climbed in the car totally oblivious to what I was getting myself into. We arrived at the Exclusive Books and took our seat in front of John. He began talking about Spud and having stolen his diary, in my naive state I thought he really had stolen some kid’s diary and published it. It wasn’t until he started reading a section of the book that my curiosity sky rocketed. It was one of the wombat scenes. After a few annoying questions about whether the book was about him or not, I’m sure John must be so tired of answering that question, I was already plotting an ingenious plan to get the book ASAP. Needless to say I was hooked and eagerly awaited the second book. This time I managed to wangle a review copy out of the penguins (Penguin Publishers), of whom I’m growing very fond, for the third book.

It arrived early on launch day. I had a friend coming over for the day and was ready to get rid of him before my mother convinced me that that would be rude. The second my friend left I lunged into the book and devoured it page by page. All of my favourite characters are back for more zany adventures.

The book follows Spud’s third year of high school. Being a senior doesn’t make life any easier for Spud. With a new Malawian boy in their dorm, everybody pushing for prefect, and a whole term in a girls boarding school, Spud’s journey from boy to man is filled with fall off your chair laughing moments. These are best enjoyed away from the public eye. The last thing you need is for the funny farm to be after you.

The book definitely has a more mature tone, not only from Spud but from John as an author. The laughs are often more sophisticated but the right mix with slap stick is still there. What amazes me is the way John has matured the characters without loosing the humour. You notice it, but it doesn’t bother you. In fact it’s what keeps the story fresh.

It should be noted that for the first time the book really feels like it’s going somewhere from the start. By the time you reach the end, you’ll feel satisfied that the story has set a direction for the final book – something which was lacking in the last two books.

I really can’t fault the book. Whether it’s because I’m blinded by my fetish with the characters or my relation to the twists of life is yet to be seen. What I can say with 100% surety is this; the book holds a special quality of truth even though the storyline and characters can seem so outrages. The magic John puts into the book doesn’t seem formulated it feels real, and that’s something to be proud of.

Rating 10/10