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August Pullman was born with a facial deformity that prevented him from going to a mainstream school until now. He's about to start 5th grade at Beecher Prep, and if you've ever been the new kid then you know how hard that can be. The thing is Auggie's just an ordinary kid, with an extraordinary face. But can he convince his new classmates that he's just like them, despite appearances?

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Ordinary

I know I m not an ordinary ten-year-old kid. I mean, sure, I do ordinary things. I eat ice cream. I ride my bike. I play ball. I have an XBox. Stuff like that makes me ordinary. I guess. And I feel ordinary. Inside. But I know ordinary kids don t make other ordinary kids run away screaming in playgrounds. I know ordinary kids don t get stared at wherever they go.

If I found a magic lamp and I could have one wish, I would wish that I had a normal face that no one ever noticed at all. I would wish that I could walk down the street without people seeing me and then doing that look-away thing. Here s what I think: the only reason I m not ordinary is that no one else sees me that way.

But I m kind of used to how I look by now. I know how to pretend I don t see the faces people make. We ve all gotten pretty good at that sort of thing: me, Mom and Dad, Via. Actually, I take that back: Via s not so good at it. She can get really annoyed when people do something rude. Like, for instance, one time in the playground some older kids made some noises. I don t even know what the noises were exactly because I didn t hear them myself, but Via heard and she just started yelling at the kids. That s the way she is. I m not that way.

Via doesn t see me as ordinary. She says she does, but if I were ordinary, she wouldn t feel like she needs to protect me as much. And Mom and Dad don t see me as ordinary, either. They see me as extraordinary. I think the only person in the world who realizes how ordinary I am is me.

My name is August, by the way. I won t describe what I look like. Whatever you re thinking, it s probably worse.



Why I Didn t Go to School

Next week I start fifth grade. Since I ve never been to a real school before, I am pretty much totally and completely petrified. People think I haven t gone to school because of the way I look, but it s not that. It s because of all the surgeries I ve had. Twenty-seven since I was born. The bigger ones happened before I was even four years old, so I don t remember those. But I ve had two or three surgeries every year since then (some big, some small), and because I m little for my age, and I have some other medical mysteries that doctors never really figured out, I used to get sick a lot. That s why my parents decided it was better if I didn t go to school. I m much stronger now, though. The last surgery I had was eight months ago, and I probably won t have to have any more for another couple of years.

Mom homeschools me. She used to be a children s-book illustrator. She draws really great fairies and mermaids. Her boy stuff isn t so hot, though. She once tried to draw me a Darth Vader, but it ended up looking like some weird mushroom-shaped robot. I haven t seen her draw anything in a long time. I think she s too busy taking care of me and Via.

I can t say I always wanted to go to school because that wouldn t be exactly true. What I wanted was to go to school, but only if I could be like every other kid going to school. Have lots of friends and hang out after school and stuff like that.

I have a few really good friends now. Christopher is my best friend, followed by Zachary and Alex. We ve known each other since we were babies. And since they ve always known me the way I am, they re used to me. When we were little, we used to have playdates all the time, but then Christopher moved to Bridgeport in Connecticut. That s more than an hour away from where I live in North River Heights, which is at the top tip of Manhattan. And Zachary and Alex started going to school. It s funny: even though Christopher s the one who moved far away, I still see h

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I won t describe what I look like. Whatever you re thinking, it s probably worse.

August Pullman was born with a facial difference that prevented him from going to a mainstream school until now. Starting fifth grade at Beecher Prep, Auggie wants nothing more than to be treated like everybody else but his new classmates can t get past the way he looks.

Beginning from Auggie s point of view and expanding to include his classmates, his sister, her boyfriend, and others, the perspectives converge to form a portrait of one community s struggle to live up to its values.

R. J. Palacio has called her debut novel a meditation on kindness indeed, every reader will come away with a greater appreciation for the simple courage of friendship. Auggie is a hero to remember who proves that you can t blend in when you were born to stand out.

A beautiful, funny, and sometimes sob-making story of quiet transformation. The Wall Street Journal