One of my favourite paragraphs in the book is
But when he looked back at the cliff,there,hanging across the river,was a bridge all ready for him-made of living monkeys!For a while his back was turned,the monkeys-quickas a flash-had made themselves as a bridge,just by holding hands and feet.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
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