Walk Two Moons
- by Sharon Creech
- Jul 20, 2016
- 2 min read

Spoiler Alert: Don't judge a man 'til you've walked two moons in his moccasins
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In fourth grade or so, my favorite author was by far Sharon Creech. I discovered one of her books in library one day, and I was hooked. I read all of her books, from The Unfinished Angel to Chasing Redbird, I loved them all. This book of course was no exception. I remember loving her writing because I think she was the first author to really make me feel things. Her books were the first to make me cry, though certainly not the last. They also taught me things between the lines of her writing, that life is short, cherish it, and that despite all the bad things we have to love the good things. Her writing taught me that books can mean something other than just passing the time. When I reread perhaps her most popular book this summer, her writing still hadn’t lost it’s magic on me. This will forever be one of my favorites and I will never forget all the little metaphors this book holds, because they mean the world to Sal, and after reading it, to me as well.
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Favorite quotes: “Sometimes you know in your heart you love someone, but you have to go away before your head can figure it out.” ~~ “What I have since realized is that if people expect you to be brave, sometimes you pretend that you are, even when you are frightened down to your very bones. ” ~~ “It seems to me that we can’t explain all the truly awful things in the world like war and murder and brain tumors, and we can’t fix these things, so we look at the frightening things that are closer to us and we magnify them until they burst open. Inside is something that we can manage, something that isn’t as awful as it had a first seemed. It is a relief to discover that although there might be axe murderers and kidnappers in the world, most people seem a lot like us: sometimes afraid and sometimes brave, sometimes cruel and sometimes kind.”
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