The Fairy Tale of a Bunch of Mice in Germany

I read the book "The Fairy Tale of a Bunch of Mice in Germany" this week, which was written by Willy Feldman.

The book describes a story about a group of mice in a big gray mansion. Every night, when the lights go out and the people go to bed, the rats crawl out of their holes and squeak happily. With whiskers flapping, they run from room to room, searching for food in the kitchen and chomping on it in the pantry. They enjoyed traveling around the world on a globe and lived a fast and easy life. But one day, a super-rat named Willie Bard, embraced by his accomplices, made himself Grand Chief of the Rat Pack. He is a dictator, he ordered to prohibit reading aloud, forbidding to tell stories, forbidding to spread stories, he wants the rats to listen, not to think independently, just blindly follow, he wants to control the thoughts of the rats, to serve him. In the end, the dictator, who has lost his tail, is no longer so powerful and looks more like a clown in a "mouse circus". And the clever Lily is elected by everyone as the Big Chief.

My favorite character in this book is Lily. In the group of mice, all the mice except Lily are gray, but Lily is snow white and has a pair of ruby eyes. Willibald thought that Lily didn't belong in their pack at all. He also thought that Lily had seduced the tiger tabby cat. So he gave his last order: Lily the mouse, the white witch, to the library! And so Lily is banished to spend many nights alone in the remote library.

In the library, Lily begins to read. Lily thinks: reading is like flying, flying out from inside our kitchen door to the big trees in the garden high head forward to fly forward, flying through strange countries, flying through the distant world. Reading is like sailing away from the stream at the back of the garden, sailing, sailing, sailing, sailing, sailing over the waves, sailing to the boundless ocean. To read is to see the world through another pair of eyes. You can find a piece of yourself in every story, and you can learn how to know yourself better.

Because reading Lily knows that the electric train toy. No need for the mice to tire themselves out pushing the cart, just push the red button on that blue box and that train car will be pulled forward by the locomotive. Because Reading Lily knew that the brown nonpowder in that tin box was snuff, a powder that made one sneeze violently and snot up one's nose, and it didn't tell this to Willie Baird, and read their jokes, and sneeze until seven o'clock in the morning. Because reading Lily knew that the fat roast on the "breakfast tray" was an ill-intentioned rat trap, a mouse trap, for mice. So it saves Carl's life. Reading makes Lily smart and wise, and everyone elects him to be the Big Chief. That's what I like about Lily.

There are other repetitive phrases in the book that stuck with me. "Quick as a bat, strong as Tyrolean bread, pliable as pigskin." "An alpha! A mansion! A caste!"

This book taught me that reading is important and that I should read as much as Lily does to be great.

Word count:980 words ?

Class 4-9 ? Wang Zimeng