The Tale of Peter Rabbit (LARA edition) in LARA

Oct 28, 2020 Manny rated it liked it · review of another edition

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Are you a native speaker of Spanish? Would you like to make some Australian kids happy? Do you have an hour to spare?

A friend of ours is a teacher at a school in an isolated part of Australia. She's trying to teach her kids Spanish, they are enthusiastic, but she is really short of engaging reading material. I told her about our LARA project, and she said that if I could put together a LARA edition of Peter Rabbit in Spanish she's sure her class would love it.

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Dec 04, 2011 Manny rated it really liked it · review of another edition

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Inspired by Ramblefoot , a gritty, naturalistic, no-holds-barred depiction of the lives of wolves, I couldn't help wondering if similar treatments weren't possible for other classics. Here's an extract from my draft rabbit novel, provisionally entitled Nojacket:

Peter finished his breakfast, but the insipid, cloying taste of the dead dandelion leaves left him unsatisfied. The craving was starting to build up in him again. He needed to veg out. Suddenly, he started as a voice came from right be

Inspired by Ramblefoot , a gritty, naturalistic, no-holds-barred depiction of the lives of wolves, I couldn't help wondering if similar treatments weren't possible for other classics. Here's an extract from my draft rabbit novel, provisionally entitled Nojacket:

Peter finished his breakfast, but the insipid, cloying taste of the dead dandelion leaves left him unsatisfied. The craving was starting to build up in him again. He needed to veg out. Suddenly, he started as a voice came from right behind him.

"We're looking for blackberries. You want to come, Peter?"

It was his half-sister Flopsy, a precociously formed doe. She was not yet one summer old, yet already her haunches had the rounded look of a mature female. She exuded an enticing, musky odor. As if by chance, she turned her head so that their whiskers brushed, and seductively twitched her nose. For a moment, Peter was tempted, but the other urge was too strong.

"Sorry, Flopsy. I've got... stuff to do."

With one bound, he had scooped up his blue jacket, the mark of the civilized young rabbit, and was out of the burrow before he could change his mind. He lolloped down the path as he had done many times before, then, looking both ways, he eased his trembling body under the hard wood of the gate. He was on McGregor territory.

He straightened up, all his senses maximally alert, but there were no warning signals yet. With the practiced ease of the professional thief, he took the short-cut through the gooseberry bushes and emerged directly in the vegetable garden. His eyes glistened with desire as he saw the huge, plump lettuces. No longer caring about safety, he immediately attacked the nearest one, slicing into it with his razor-sharp front teeth. Green juices ran down his chin as he gorged himself on the unresisting leaves. His eyes half-closed, he chewed, swallowed, bit again, forcing the food down his throat as fast as he could eat until he reached the tender heart. In less time than one could believe possible, the lettuce was no more than an eviscerated husk. Peter contemptuously tossed away the bitter stem and then started on the radishes. Their tart, peppery red flesh contrasted delightfully with the sweet lettuce, and he frenziedly ate one after another. His swollen stomach hurt, but the pleasure was still stronger.

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Jan 07, 2009 Manny rated it really liked it · review of another edition

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Some people like to find creative readings of books and films which hinge on interpreting key parts as dream sequences. A well-known example is The Piano, where it's reasonable to argue that Ada actually drowns. On this reading, the last few minutes are her dying fantasies as she floats deep underwater, helplessly trapped by the weight of the piano. The last thing you see is indeed her drowned body twisting in the current, and it's not clear which is dream and which is reality.

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Sep 26, 2009 notgettingenough rated it really liked it · review of another edition

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