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I am Not Sleepy and I Will Not go To Bed - Book Review

 


Helloo! This is one of my first book reviews. I actually didn't know which book to write about. But here, a have a funny yet simple story (not a chapter book). It is I am Not Sleepy and I Will Not go To Bed.


This story is from the series of Charlie and Lola, written by Lauren Child.


As you see, every book from this particular series starts with Charlie, the elder sister of Lola reciting a story about her cheeky sister, Lola.


In every story, Lola throws a tantrum for some reason. Other such books are I will Not Go to School, I will Not Eat a Tomato, etc.

The Cover describes the naughtiness of Lola and the clueless Charlie, thinking of what to do. You can clearly see that Lola is naughty by looking at what she is doing.



In this story, Lola doesn't want to go to sleep. But her sister Charlie tries her best by convincing Lola in many ways. 


Charlie convinced Lola by telling her that she'll be getting Pink Milk for the night.


Lola tells Charlie that she'll be awake at 10, 11, 12 and 13 o' clock in the midnight!


But what do you think will happen in the end? Read the book and see.... 


AND TIME FOR MY PERSONAL RATINGS!!!!!


⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐


This is the best book I've ever read! (Well, not really. Maybe one from that group, because I like some equally.


This book is really good for ages like 5, I'm just estimating. The words are simple and funny, and understandable. I read it with Shripu. It was really fun! It may be.... Entertaining for toddlers? I don't know! But all I know is it is very very very funny for me....


What are your ratings?


         😄                             😊                            😏                         🙁

       Best                        Good                       Okay          Could Be Better 

         ⏹️                             ⏹️                            ⏹️                           ⏹️


Enter your answer in the comments!

And until my next post, I Won't be Sleepy and I Won't Go to Bed......


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