The Littlest Hitler

I thought this story was AMAZING!!! When read the first couple of sentences i was a bit weirded out, and not really sure in what direction the story would turn, but then i actually started to feel bad the little hitler. I liked HOW Ryan Boudinot told the story. He could have left out lots of details, like when Davy went in the tunnel with Cyndy, but i think it helped him create a good image of what the entire day looked like. How old was he when he wrote this story because i think he did a great job in showing what a kids views and opinions are. I liked the quote at the end "i opened the door to the flaming stove and thought about throwing my while bag in their bet then remembered the rule: wood and paper only, besides, I had an entire snickers bar in there, i wasn't insane" I think this is a great quote, and i think it shows that Davy felt poorly for the kids "less fortunate" then he is who don't get to go trick or treating, but it also shows that he truly is a kid and that even though he sort of gets the ideas of....protest (?) he's not really able to turn those thoughts into action, like when he sees the Friedlander kids. I also really liked the way that Ryan described the dad, i know that isn't the perfect example of a fatherly figure, but i think he is a perfect example for a nurturing person, and one who really cares for their kid.

I also want to talk about the last line for a bit. "Then i reached into the stove to see how far i could go before it really started to hurt" I know this is a pretty bad inference to make, but i think that this really shows that what Lisette talked about in school really effected him. I think that it shows that he really feels bad for "hurting" the girl i guess. If thats not what it means then that just means that Ryan Boudinot is REALLY good at writing endings.

I don't really have any experiences so far that have involved a tiny hitler, but i think I've had some pretty interesting ones. One thats had a pretty big effect on me, like this on did on Davy, wasn't one when i was little, but one that happened this summer. it's not a very interesting story, but i went on a camping trip for 5 weeks this summer on a bus, with 32 other people. one of the greatest moments on that entire trip happened when we had to get up at 4:30 in the morning so we could make it to Canada before like 2, and there was this one moment when me and my friend Rebecca were the only 2 people awake on the whole bus, and i don't know why, but just looking around, and seeing all those people who were some of the most amazing people I've ever met, just all snoring and laying onto of each other, was just such amazing.