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Winner of the National Book Award 1998 and the John Newbery Medal 1999

Louis Sachar

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Winner of the Newbery Medal and the National Book Award! This #1 New York Times bestselling, modern classic in which boys are forced to dig holes day in and day out is now available with a splashy new look.

Stanley Yelnats is under a curse. A curse that began with his no-good-dirty-rotten-pig-stealing-great-great-grandfather and has since followed generations of Yelnatses. Now Stanley has been unjustly sent to a boys' detention center, Camp Green Lake, where the boys build character by spending all day, every day digging holes exactly five feet wide and five feet deep. There is no lake at Camp Green Lake. But there are an awful lot of holes.

It doesn't take long for Stanley to realize there's more than character improvement going on at Camp Green Lake. The boys are digging holes because the warden is looking for something. But what could be buried under a dried-up lake? Stanley tries to dig up the truth in this inventive and darkly humorous tale of crime and punishment-and redemption.

Includes a double bonus: an excerpt from Small Steps, the follow-up to Holes, as well as an excerpt from Louis Sachar's new middle-grade novel, Fuzzy Mud.

"A smart jigsaw puzzle of a novel." --The New York Times


A New York Public Library's 100 Great Children's Books 100 Years selection

"A dazzling blend of social commentary, tall tale and magic realism."
--Publishers Weekly, Starred

"There is no question, kids will love Holes."--School Library Journal, Starred


Einband Taschenbuch
Seitenzahl 272
Altersempfehlung 10 - 12 Jahr(e)
Erscheinungsdatum 01.08.2001
Sprache Englisch
ISBN 978-0-440-22859-2
Verlag Random House LCC US
Maße (L/B/H) 17.8/10.8/2.5 cm
Gewicht 136 g
Verkaufsrang 8503


5 Bewertungen

von einer Kundin/einem Kunden am 25.06.2019

The best book I‘ve read this year so far! I was utterly captivated, moved and amused and I loved how the past entwined with the present. Despite unjust circumstances Stanley always choosed compassion and kindness and thus touched me deeply. I wish I had read this book as a teenager! 5 stars

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von einer Kundin/einem Kunden am 03.07.2013

Ich habe das Buch als Erwachsene ohne Schwierigkeiten (mit guten Englisch-Kenntnissen) gelesen. Daher kann ich nicht beurteilen, für welches Alter dieses als für Jugendliche deklarierte Buch tatsächlich geeignet ist. Ich finde die verschiedenen (jedoch nicht zur Verwirrung führend vielen) Handlungsstränge, die sich am Ende des ... Ich habe das Buch als Erwachsene ohne Schwierigkeiten (mit guten Englisch-Kenntnissen) gelesen. Daher kann ich nicht beurteilen, für welches Alter dieses als für Jugendliche deklarierte Buch tatsächlich geeignet ist. Ich finde die verschiedenen (jedoch nicht zur Verwirrung führend vielen) Handlungsstränge, die sich am Ende des Buches auflösen, interessant. Es ist eine leichte Lektüre, die auch am Abend eines anstrengenden Tages mit verminderter geistiger Kapazität gelesen werden kann.

von Linda Haser aus Wien am 25.09.2012

I'll try it in english...I hope it will be correct ;) It's about a young guy and he must work in a is very gard and the keepsers are very mean and they are like tiefs!

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  • Stanley Yelnats was the only passenger on the bus, not counting the driver or the guard. The guard sat next to the driver with his seat turned around facing Stanley. A rifle lay across his lap.

    Stanley was sitting about ten rows back, handcuffed to his armrest. His backpack lay on the seat next to him. It contained his toothbrush, toothpaste, and a box of stationary his mother had given him. He'd promised to write to her at least once a week.

    He looked out the window, although there wasn't much to see-mostly fields of hay and cotton. He was on a long bus ride to nowhere. The bus wasn't air-conditioned, and the hot heavy air was almost as stifling as the handcuffs.

    Stanley and his parents had tried to pretend that he was just going away to camp for a while, just like rich kids do. When Stanley was younger he used to play with stuffed animals, and pretend the animals were at camp. Camp Fun and Games he called it. Sometimes he'd have them play soccer with a marble. Other times they'd run an obstacle course, or go bungee jumping off a table, tied to broken rubber bands. Now Stanley tried to pretend he was going to Camp Fun and Games. Maybe he' d make some friends, he thought. At least he'd get to swim in the lake.

    He didn' t have any friends at home. He was overweight and the kids at his middle school often teased him about his size. Even his teachers sometimes made cruel comments without realizing it. On his last day of school, his math teacher, Mrs. Bell, taught ratios. As an example, she chose the heaviest kid in the class and the lightest kid in the class, and had them weigh themselves. Stanley weighed three times as much as the other boy. Mrs. Bell wrote the ratio on the board, 3:1, unaware of how much embarrassment she had caused both of them.
    Stanley was arrested later that day.
    He looked at the guard who sat slumped in his seat and wondered of he had fallen asleep. The guard was wearing sunglasses, so Stanley couldn't see his eyes.

    Stanley was not a bad kid. He was innocent of the crime for which he was convicted. He'd just been in the wrong place at the wrong time.

    It was all because of his no-good-dirty-rotten-pig-stealing-great-great-grandfather!
    He smiled. It was a family joke. Whenever anything went wrong, they always blamed Stanley's no-good-dirty-rotten-pig-stealing-great-great-grandfather!

    Supposedly, he had a great-great-grandfather who had stolen a pig from one-legged Gypsy, and she put a curse on him and all his descendants. Stanley and his parents didn't believe in curses, of course, but whenever anything went wrong, it felt good to be able to blame someone.

    Things went wrong a lot. They always seemed to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.
    He looked out the window at the vast emptiness. He watched the rise and fall of a telephone wire. In his mind he could hear his father's gruff voice softly singing to him.

    "If only, if only," the woodpecker sighs,
    "The bark on the tree was just a little bit softer."
    "While the wolf waits below, hungry and lonely,
    He cries to the moo-oo-oon,
    "If only, if only."

    It was a song his father used to sing to him. The melody was sweet and sad, but Stanley's favorite part was when his father would howl the word "moon".

    The bus hit a small bump and the guard sat up, instantly alert.

    Stanley's father was an inventor. To be a successful inventor you need three things: intelligence, perseverance, and just a little bit of luck.

    Stanley's father was smart and had a lot of perseverance. Once he started a project he would work on it for years, often going days without sleep. He just never had any luck.

    Every time an experiment failed, Stanley could hear him cursing his dirty-rotten-pig-stealing-great-great-grandfather.

    Stanley's father was also named Stanley Yelnats. Stanley's father's full name was Stanley Yelnats III. Our Stanley is Stanley Yelna