It is suitable for children of all ages, but that’s expected because they made an anime (Japanese animation) movie of it.
The book is very well written, and is kind of long, but it should only take you 2 or 3 days to read it if you are a fast reader. But I’m going to stop here, as not to give anything else away. The castle had moved near Market Chipping before Sophie had been cursed, so it wouldn’t be too much of a walk. It’s called a ‘moving castle’ because it literally moves around. Sophie doesn’t know that the woman is the witch at first, and insults her, and when the witch leaves, she curses Sophie into looking (and sometimes feeling) like as woman 90 years old! So Sophie goes to the one place that could help her: Wizard Howl’s Moving Castle. Now it just so happens that there was an evil witch named the Witch of the Waste. It turns out that Martha and Lettie had switched places and used a spell to make them look like each other. Sophie must stay and work in the hat shop. Fanny sent Lettie to be apprenticed at Cesari’s, a pastry shop in Market Chipping, and Martha to a witch named Annabel Fairfax. Their dad married an assistant from the hat shop named Fanny and Fanny had the last baby, Martha. Her mom died when she was two years old and her sister, Lettie, was one year old. Her parents own a hat shop in a town called Market Chipping. Everyone knows you are the one who will fail first, and worst, if the three of you set out to seek your fortunes.’ The main character is Sophie Hatter, the oldest of three sisters.
The book starts: ‘In the land of Ingary, where things as seven-league boots and cloaks of invisibility really exist, it is quite unfortunate to be born the eldest of three. A few days ago, I saw the book at Borders bookstore, so I bought it. “A long time ago, I had seen ads for the movie Howl’s Moving Castle. Louis, MO, and Jackson Pierce, a friend of our younger son Jeremy with whom he played homeschool baseball, gave the following report in the St.
The first time I ever heard of this book was in 2006 when we lived in St.
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