Where the Red Fern Grows was my favorite book for years. From what I remember, I was in middle school the first time I read it. I think it was the first book to ever make me cry, and I was so impressed that a book could do that.
I had cried during movies plenty of times. But crying from reading a book? Never.
Over the years, I’ve grown to love anything that can make me cry. If something like a book or a movie can make me cry, it immediately gets the thumbs up from me.
There are quite a few scenarios that are likely to make me cry, but the one that does it every time is when something happens to an animal – in particular, a dog.
Old Yeller? Tears
Homeward Bound? Tears
Where the Red Fern Grows? Tears
Anytime I’m watching a trailer for a movie, and one of the main characters is a dog, I know I’m a goner.
I decided to read Where the Red Fern Grows again because I had just read several mediocre books, and I needed to read something that I knew was good. Keep in mind, I’m not the kind of person who likes to read books multiple times. There are so many books I want to read, and I’ll rarely read something a second time when I know I could be spending that time reading a new book.
But I’m glad that I decided to re-read this one. What can be better than a story about a young boy and his dogs?
As far as a summary goes, that’s pretty much what I can tell you without telling the entire story.
Yes, it’s going to be sad. If you’re unlike me, and you know that you can’t emotionally handle a book like that, then don’t read it. But I kind of wish you would.