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Zusatztext Starred Review, Booklist , October 1, 2009: "So honest about emotions, especially in a story filled with action" Informationen zum Autor Henning Mankell Klappentext As it has in the past, the first snow of the year signifies to Joel Gustafson his very own New Year's Eve. So when the snow begins to fall on a cold November day, Joel gets busy making resolutions--three to be exact. Resolution #1: Live to be at least a hundred. He realizes that this will require toughening himself up by testing his physical limits. Resolution #2: Set his eyes on the sea for the first time. To do this, Joel knows he needs to help sort out his father Samuel's problems and get him back to the life he left behind--being a sailor at sea. Resolution #3: See a naked lady. At almost fourteen, Joel feels he needs to see the world--including females--in an entirely different light. As the winter days pass, life becomes ever more complicated, but Joel is determined to keep his resolutions--for his father, for himself, and for their future. When the Snow Fell follows Joel's journey as he realizes along the way that it will require determination, strength, and valor in order to truly become a young man. Leseprobe --one — Joel let the roller blind run up very fast, so as to make a loud smacking noise. It was like firing a cannon to salute the new day. He stared out the window in surprise. The ground was all white. He had been fooled yet again. Winter always came creeping up on you when you least expected it. Joel had decided last autumn that he would never allow that to happen again. Before going to bed, he would make up his mind whether or not it would start snowing during the night. The problem was that you couldn't hear it snowing. It was different with rain. Rain pattered onto the corrugated iron roof over the cycle rack outside the front door. When the sun shone you couldn't hear that either, but the light changed. Wind was easiest of all. Sometimes when it was blowing really hard, it would whip into the walls so fiercely that it felt as if the house was about to take off. But snow came creeping up on you. Snow was like an Indian. It moved silently and came when you least expected it. Joel continued gazing out the window. So winter had arrived now. There was no getting away from it. And he'd been fooled again. Would it be a long, cold winter? The snow that had fallen now would stay the longest. Because it would be underneath all the snow that came later. The first to come was the last to thaw. And that would be at the end of April, or even the beginning of May. By then Joel would be fourteen. He'd have grown almost half an inch. And lots of things that he knew nothing about now would have happened. The snow had arrived. And so it was New Year's Eve. Even if it was still only November. That was how it was for Joel. He had decided. New Year's Eve would be when the first snow fell. His very own New Year's Eve. When the ground was white, that was when he would make his New Year's resolutions. If he had any. And he did. Lots. It was cold on the floor. Joel fetched a pillow from his bed and put it under his feet. He could hear his dad clattering about in the kitchen with the coffeepot. Samuel didn't like Joel standing on his pillow, so he would have to be ready to move away smartly from the window if the door suddenly opened behind him. But Samuel rarely came into Joel's bedroom in the morning. There was a risk, but not much of one. He watched a single snowflake slowly floating down to the ground, to be swallowed up by all the whiteness. There was a lot to think about when you were thirteen years of age. More than when you were twelve. Not to mention when you were eleven. He thought he had learnt two things since it had started snowing last autumn...
