Johanna Spyri was a Swiss author of children's stories, best known for Heidi. Born Johanna Louise Heusser in the rural area of Hirzel, Switzerland, as a child she spent several summers in the area around Chur in Graubünden, the setting she later would use in her novels.
One of the best Christian classics. One child brings out the goodness in all she meets and still there are lessons she learns along the way. I've read this book many times since I was a child. I never get tired of it.
This children's classic was just a beautiful story! I saw the movie when I was young, but Heidi's love shines out even more in the book. Her unconditional love mirrors God's love in so many ways! <3
My father read me this book when I was a child and I decided to revisit it and I’m not disappointed! It has always been and will remain one of my favorite all-time stories.
Thank gosh for the audiobook. I didn’t realize this was not the same version i read in 7th grade and the full original Swedish version. Once i got thru that shock it wasn’t that bad.
Heidi is one of my favourite novels. I didn’t watch the cartoon in my childhood, but I wish I had. Anyway, I’m reading the novel with a child’s heart, and I’m enjoying it. It teaches many important things.
I bought this Kindle edition because I was looking to reread a childhood favorite. This one was advertised as an unabridged edition in “pure, clear English.” The translation was, instead, clunky and I found myself wanting to read the original German and do my own translation even though my German isn’t very good.
The other thing I found bothersome was the (in my non-Christian adult eyes) the excessive amount of religious language. Was this in the original? My suspicions increased when I realized that the publisher was Benedictine Press, and Amazon rates it along with other Christian books for children.
Whether or not the religious tone bothers you, you can’t deny that the story of a little girl finding her hear home on the top of a mountain is glorious. The image of a five-year-old girl wearing all the clothes she owned to walk up the mountain to the Grandfather’s hut, and shedding these clothes along with her old life as she savors a simple meal of bread and toasted cheese and makes her bed in a hayloft have stuck with me since childhood.