Rooftoppers by Katherine Rundell
This story is
just so moving. It’s the only way I can describe it. I don’t normally cry when I read a book, ok
maybe inside, but I had to let my emotions flow after reading Rooftoppers.
As stories go,
this is a pretty good one. I first read it quite a while ago, probably when I was
about eight, but have re-read it since and enjoyed it more than I did
previously. This may be to do with the fact that I knew of some of the content,
but I think I also understand things like adoption and guardianship much better
now, which both play key parts in this novel.
The novel begins
with a flashback of sorts, informing the reader of how Charles became Sophie’s guardian.
It is around one chapter long, but later on in the book, some of the
information in it is referred back to so don’t skip it!
Sophie is one of
the only known survivors of a shipwreck that took place on what was probably
her first birthday. Charles Maxim found her, wrapped in a Beethoven symphony,
floating inside a cello case. Everyone tells Sophie she was orphaned in the shipwreck,
but she is convinced her mother also survived the ordeal.
On a midnight outing, Sophie encounters Matteo, a boy who lives in the sky and runs
across rooftops. Soon Sophie joins him and some fellow rooftoppers to try and
find Sophie’s mother, before it’s too late.
This story can
be boiled down to one moral. Charles reiterates this to Sophie and she uses it
to convince him to help her search. I bet you can’t guess? Never ignore a ’possible’.
This expression
is very motivating and a beautiful story has been weaved around it. Filled with
emotion, like the different colours of wool, this book is one I will never forget.
FictionFan1 Rating: 9.5/10
About the author: Katherine Rundell writes teen and
adult fiction and was inspired for this novel by summers spent working in Paris,
where this story is set, but also her own experiences, trespassing on the roofs
of Oxford university.
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