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|author=Gill Lewis and Jo Weaver
|title= A Story Like the Wind
|rating= 5
|genre= Confident Readers
|summary= A small group of people huddle together in a tiny boat in a large sea. Strangers to each other but united by a common experience. They have each lost everything and yet each has a dream of seeking and finding refuge. They each have hope. A small hope.
|amazonuk=<amazonuk>0192758950</amazonuk>
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{{newreview
|author=Ryder Windham
|summary=The bad thing about bad people is they keep on getting worse. The Empire has done so much evil, but they're finding new depths – they've managed to get enough of a special kind of crystal to power a new planet-shattering weapon, the Death Star. The Rebel Alliance, such as it is, have found out this is no mere rumour, courtesy of word from the horse's mouth in the shape of an escaped Imperial pilot, and news has followed it that could inspire them to fight back, of a potential set of plans showing a flaw in the weapon's construction. But with the search for the plans going to be so dangerous, and with anything that might result from them going to be such a hare-brained response, how dare they possibly commit any of their limited resources on even getting them?
|amazonuk=<amazonuk>1405285680</amazonuk>
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{{newreview
|author=Meurig Bowen, Rachel Bowen and Daniel Frost
|title=The School of Music
|rating=3
|genre=Children's Non-Fiction
|summary=I have a love/hate relationship with music. I love it in that I own several large bookshelves full of CDs, and have seen and met quite a few noted performers, from Radiohead to Philip Glass, but I hate it in that as regards making it I can only hit things (and that only with my hands, never with my feet at the same time). Only in the last few years have people been at all appreciative of my singing, for want of a better word, and one of those suggested closing my eyes to sound better (I think she also may have plugged her ears when I wasn't looking). That from a kid who was lumbered with something big and brass to lumber about on the school bus with, dammit. But hey, what's the use of my own example being so off-putting, when there is a world of pleasure, mental and physical exercise and fun to be had from being active in music? This book, dressed as the lesson programme of a full-on, proper musical college, is only designed to encourage and inform. But does it?
|amazonuk=<amazonuk>1847808603</amazonuk>
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