I wish I had started with the first book in this series, but our oldest said that her teacher had read an earlier Molly Moon book to the class and wanted to move to this one next. I will likely go back to the first stories, but probably not for awhile because this book took a long, long time to read aloud with our girls. It has almost 400 pages and few pictures. The story is confusing, with multiple versions of Molly and Petula and lots of time travel. It was difficult to keep the story straight, especially since we could only read a chapter or two at a time, but it was a fascinating tale.
I would recommend this for older children (teens and adults, too!), as there are some parts that are not really appropriate for younger audiences (like when a maniacal madman of a maharaja named Waqt slit the throat of a goat in a sacrificial rite - p. 220, Chapter 22.) Waqt also wants to kill Molly and Petula and transposes the first letter of words as he speaks, which is humorous, but distracting for reading aloud.
Hindu philosophy is woven throughout the story, which I found to be absolutely enchanting. And I rather enjoyed the history lesson, both about 1870 and present-day India, as well as Molly time traveled to the beginning of time.
notable quotes:
"She looked at her friends and it struck her how important it was for people to have happy times - for postive feelings of happy times will stay in a person's heart and mind forever."
"But Rocky, you have to admit," said Molly, "there is something - some power in the world, and a lot of mystery. Maybe that is God."
"Molly shook her head. Her experiences had taught her that everything that happens to you in life makes you who you are. If something horrible happens to you, that will change you; if something lovely happens to you, that will change you too. You might go through something scary-the frightening memories of that will always be inside you. Always somewhere. You might have a fantastic experience and that will always be inside you, filling you with confidence. Always."
"There's no time like the present,
No present like time.
And life can be over in the space of a rhyme.
There's no gift like friendship
And no love like mine.
Give me your love to treasure through time." (Rocky's song)
"Molly smiled. She loved her friends and her life, too. From now on, whether she was at the beginning of time or the end of time or slap-bang in the middle of it, she would make the most of every moment."
new words: pillion, bollard