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Books for Buddies: Week 24 April 2017

Mister Snail 
Christy Peacock, Nicci Nathanson (illustrations)
N$ 90

Gentle Mister Snail finds a wonderful new home in a pretty garden and soon makes new friends. Before long, his friends turn against him and ask him to leave. Poor sad Mister Snail! What has he done wrong and what will he do? A story for children about accepting differences engagingly told by Christy Peacock and beautifully illustrated by Nicci Nathanson.


Jojo's Wire Car
Veronica Lamond
N$ 90

Beautifully illustrated and with a heart-warming story, this African-flavour book will appeal to a wide range of children. Jojo lives with his granny in a shack. He has to help out with many chores after school, including selling fruit at the roadside to help make ends meet. A wire-toy-making competition offers him the chance of winning a big prize...but his packed schedule means he has less time than his friends to look for wire and other scraps. With its colourful, evocative drawings, this book will have young readers sharing in Jojo's plight – and rejoicing in the happy ending.


The Enchanted Wood
Enid Blyton
N$ 160

The Enchanted Wood is the first magical story in the Faraway Tree series by the world's best-loved children's author, Enid Blyton. When Joe, Beth and Frannie move to a new home, an Enchanted Wood is on their doorstep. And when they discover the Faraway Tree, that is the beginning of many magical adventures! Join them and their friends Moonface, Saucepan Man and Silky the fairy as they discover which new land is at the top of the Faraway Tree. Will it be the Land of Spells, the Land of Treats, or the Land of Do-As-You-Please? Come on an amazing adventure - there'll be adventures waiting whatever happens. The Faraway Tree stories have been delighting readers for over 75 years.

The BIG Adventure
Terah Lee
N$ 90

Little Frederick Fieldmouse is sent out to find food for his family in the bush filled with dangers. In this quirky rhyming story, we join Frederick on his very first adventure outside his home. His hilarious food-finding expedition will be enjoyed by young and older readers alike. Produced, published and printed in Namibia.







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