About the Author
After the Civil War, Samuel Clemens (1835-1910) left his small town to seek work as a riverboat pilot. As Mark Twain, the Missouri native found his place in the world. Author, journalist, lecturer, wit, and sage, Twain created enduring works that have enlightened and amused readers of all ages for generations.
Date of Birth:November 30, 1835
Date of Death:April 21, 1910
Place of Birth:Florida, Missouri
Place of Death:Redding, Connecticut
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By MARK TWAIN, John Green
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Tom Whitewashes a Fence
"What's wrong with that boy, I wonder? You, TOM!"
No answer. The old lady pulled her spectacles down and looked over them about the room.
"Well, if I get hold of you I'll—"
She did not finish, for by this time she was bending down and punching under the bed with the broom.
"I never did see the likes of that boy!"
She went to the open door and stood in it and looked out among the tomato vines and weeds that made up her garden. No Tom. So she lifted her voice and shouted:
There was a slight noise behind her and she turned just in time to seize a small boy by the slack of his jacket and stop his flight.
"There! I might 'a' thought of that closet. What you been doing in there?"
"Nothing! Look at your hands. And look at your mouth. What is that business?"
"I don't know, aunt."
"Well, I know. It's jam—that's what it is. Forty times I've said if you didn't let that jam alone I'd skin you. Hand me that switch."
The switch hovered in the air above the boy—the peril was near- "My ! Look behind you, aunt!"
The old lady whirled round, and snatched her skirts out of danger. The lad fled, instantly, scrambled up the high board fence, and disappeared over it.
His aunt Polly stood surprised a moment, and then broke into a gentle laugh.
"Hang the boy, can't I never learn anything? Ain't he played me tricks enough like that for me to be looking out for him by this time? But my goodness, he never plays them alike, two days, and how is a body to know what's coming? He 'pears to know just how long he can torment me before I get my dander up, and he knows if he can make out to put me off for a minute or make me laugh, it's all down again and I can't hit him a lick. I ain't doing my duty by that boy, and that's the Lord's truth, goodness knows. Spare the rod and spile the child, as the Good Book says. But laws! he's my own dead sister's boy, poor thing, and I ain't got the heart to lash him, somehow. He'll play hooky this afternoon, and I'll be obliged to make him work, tomorrow, to punish him. It's mighty hard to make him work Saturdays, when all the boys is having holiday, but he hates work more than he hates anything else."
Tom did play hooky, and he had a very good time. He got back home barely in time to help Jim, a small black boy, saw next day's wood and split the kindlings before supper-at least he was there in time to tell his adventures to Jim while Jim did three-fourths of the work. Tom's younger brother (or rather, half brother), Sid, was already through with his part of the work (picking up wood chips), for he was a quiet boy and had no adventurous, troublesome ways.
When Saturday morning came, all the summer world was bright and fresh, and brimming with life. There was a song in every heart; and if the heart was young the music issued at the lips. There was cheer in every face and a spring in every step.
Tom appeared on the sidewalk with a bucket of whitewash and a long-handled brush. He surveyed the fence, and all gladness left him and a deep sadness settled down upon his spirit. Thirty yards of board fence nine feet high. Sighing he dipped his brush and passed it along the topmost plank; repeated the operation; did it again; compared the tiny whitewashed streak with the far-reaching country of the unwhitewashed fence, and sat down on a tree-box discouraged. Jim came skipping out at the gate with a tin pail, and singing. Bringing water from the town pump had always been hateful work in Tom's eyes before, but now it did not strike him so. He remembered that there was company at the pump. White, mulatto, and Negro boys and girls were always there waiting their turns, resting, trading playthings, quarreling, fighting, fooling.
Tom said: "Say, Jim, I'll fetch the water if you'll whitewash some."
Jim shook his head and said: "Can't, Marse Tom. Ole missis, she tole me I got to go an' git dis water an' not stop foolin' round wid anybody. She say she 'spected Marse Tom gwine to ax me to whitewash, an' so she tole me go 'long an' 'tend to my own business—she said she'd tend to de whitewashin'."
"Oh, never you mind what she said, Jim. That's the way she always talks. Gimme the bucket—I won't be gone only a minute. She won't ever know. I'll give you a white marble! I'll show you my sore toe."
Jim was only human-this attraction was too much for him. He put down his pail, took the marble, and bent over the toe while the bandage was being unwound. In another moment he was flying down the street with his pail and tingling rear, Tom was whitewashing, and Aunt Polly was returning to the house with a slipper in her hand.
But Tom's energy did not last. He began to think of the fun he had planned for this day, and his sorrows increased. Soon the boys would come tripping along on all sorts of wonderful outings, and they would make a world of fun of him for having to work. And then inspiration burst upon him!
He took up his brush and went calmly to work. Ben Rogers came in sight soon-the very boy, of all boys, whose teasing he had been dreading. Ben was eating an apple, and giving long, cheerful whoops.
Tom went on whitewashing-paid no attention to Ben. The boy stared a moment and then said: "Hi-yi! You're up a stump, ain't you!"
No answer. Tom looked over his last touch with the eye of an artist, then he gave his brush another gentle sweep and looked over the result, as before. Ben went up alongside of him. Tom's mouth watered for the apple, but he stuck to his work. Ben said, "Hello, old chap, you got to work, hey?"
Tom wheeled suddenly and said, "Why, it's you, Ben! I warn't noticing."
"Say—I'm going in a-swimming, I am. Don't you wish you could? But of course you'd druther work—wouldn't you? Course you would!"
Tom looked at the boy a bit, and said, "What do you call work?"
"Why, ain't that work?"
Tom began again his whitewashing, and answered, "Well, maybe it is, and maybe it ain't. All I know is, it suits Tom Sawyer."
"Oh, come now, you don't mean to let on that you like it?"
The brush continued to move.
"Like it? Well, I don't see why I oughtn't to like it. Does a boy get a chance to whitewash a fence every day?"
That put the thing in a new light. Ben stopped nibbling his apple. Tom swept his brush daintily back and forth-stepped back to note the effect-added a touch here and there—Ben watching every move and getting more and more interested, more and more pulled in. Soon he said, "Say, Tom, let me whitewash a little."
Tom considered, was about to say yes; but he changed his mind: "No—no—I reckon it wouldn't hardly do, Ben. You see, Aunt Polly's awful particular about this fence-right here on the street, you know-but if it was the back fence I wouldn't mind and she wouldn't. Yes, she's awful particular about this fence; it's got to be done very careful; I reckon there ain't one boy in a thousand, maybe two thousand that can do it the way it's got to be done."
"No—is that so? Oh, come now—temme just try. Only just a little—I'd let you, if you was me, Tom."
"Ben, I'd like to, honest Injun; but Aunt Polly—well, Jim wanted to do it, but she wouldn't let him; Sid wanted to do it, and she wouldn't let Sid. Now don't you see how I'm fixed? If you was to tackle this fence and anything was to happen to it—"
"Oh, shucks, I'll be just as careful. Now lemme try. Say—I'll give you the core of my apple."
"Well, here—No, Ben, now don't. I'm afeared—"
"I'll give you all of it!"
Tom gave up the brush. While Ben worked and sweated in the sun, Tom sat on a barrel close by, dangled his legs, munched his apple, and planned the trap of more boys. There was no lack of them; they came to jeer, but remained to whitewash. By the time Ben was tired out, Tom had traded the next chance to Billy Fisher for a kite; and when he played out, Johnny Miller bought in for a dead rat and a string to swing it with-and so on, and so on, hour after hour. And when the middle of the afternoon came, Tom was literally rolling in wealth. He had besides the things before mentioned, twelve marbles, part of a jew's-harp, a piece of blue bottle glass to look through, a spool, a key that wouldn't unlock anything, a piece of chalk, a glass stopper of a bottle, a tin soldier, a couple of tadpoles, six firecrackers, a kitten with only one eye, a brass doorknob, a dog collar-but no dog—the handle of a knife, four pieces of orange peel, and an old window sash.
He had had a nice, good, idle time all the while-plenty of company-and the fence had three coats of whitewash on it! Tom had discovered a great law of human action, without knowing it-namely, that in order to make a man or a boy want a thing, it is only necessary to make the thing difficult to get.
Tom presented himself before Aunt Polly, who was sitting by an open window in a pleasant rear room. The warm summer air, the quiet, and the odor of the flowers had had their effect, and she was napping over her knitting. She had thought that of course Tom had run off long ago, and she was surprised to see him place himself in her power again.
He said, "Mayn't I go and play now, aunt?"
"What, a'ready? How much have you done?"
"It's all done, aunt."
"Tom, don't lie to me—I can't bear it."
"I ain't, aunt; it is all done."
Aunt Polly went out to see for herself. She was astonished!
"Well, I never! There's no getting around it, you can work when you're a mind to, Tom.-But it's powerful seldom you're in mind to, I'm bound to say. Well, go 'long and play."
As Tom was passing by the house where Jeff Thatcher lived, he saw a new girl in the garden—a lovely little blue-eyed creature with yellow hair plaited into two long tails, and white summer dress.
He admired this angel without letting on that he was till he saw that she had seen him. Then he pretended he did not know she was there, and began to show off in all sorts of silly boyish ways, in order to win her admiration. He kept up this foolishness for some time; but by and by, while he was in the middle of some dangerous gymnastic stunts, he glanced over and saw that the little girl was making her way toward the house. Tom came up to the fence and leaned on it, hoping she would wait a while longer. She halted a moment on the steps and then moved toward the door. Tom heaved a great sigh as she put her foot on the threshold. But his face lit up right away, for she tossed a pansy over the fence a moment before she disappeared.CHAPTER 2
Tom Meets Becky Thatcher
MONDAY MORNING found Tom Sawyer miserable. Monday mornings always found him so—because it began another week's slow suffering in school. He generally began that day with wishing he had had no holiday, it made the going into prison and chains again so much more hateful.
Tom lay thinking. Soon he thought that he wished he was sick. Here was a possibility. He tried to find a stomach ache, but no, he was fine. Suddenly he discovered something. One of his upper front teeth was loose. This was lucky; he was about to begin to groan as a "starter," as he called it, when it occurred to him that if he told his aunt about it, she would pull it out, and that would hurt. So he thought he would hold the tooth in reserve and look for another trouble. Then he remembered hearing the doctor tell about a thing that laid up a patient for two or three weeks and almost made the patient lose a finger. So the boy drew his sore toe from under the sheet and held it up. He fell to groaning.
But Sid, lying beside him, slept on.
Tom groaned louder, and imagined that he began to feel pain in the toe.
No result from Sid.
Tom was aggravated. He said, "Sid, Sid!" and shook him. Tom began to groan again. Sid yawned, stretched, then brought himself up on his elbow with a snort, and began to stare at Tom. Tom went on groaning.
Sid said, "Tom! Say, Tom!" (No response.) "Here, Tom! Tom! What is the matter, Tom?" And he shook him and looked in his face.
Tom moaned out, "Oh, don't, Sid. Don't joggle me."
"Why, what's the matter, Tom? I must call auntie."
"No—never mind. It'll be over by and by, maybe. Don't call anybody."
"But I must! Don't groan so, Tom, it's awful. How long you been this way?"
"Hours. Ouch! Oh, don't stir so, Sid, you'll kill me."
"Tom, why didn't you wake me sooner? Oh, Tom, don't! What is the matter?"
"I forgive you everything, Sid. (Groan.) Everything you've ever done to me. When I'm gone—"
"Oh, Tom, you ain't dying, are you? Don't, Tom-oh, don't. Maybe—"
"I forgive everybody, Sid. (Groan.) Tell 'em so, Sid. And, Sid, you give my window sash and my cat with one eye to that new girl that's come to town, and tell her—"
But Sid had snatched his clothes and gone. He flew downstairs and said, "Oh, Aunt Polly, come! Tom's dying!"
"Yes'm. Don't wait-come quick!"
"Rubbage! I don't believe it!"
But she fled upstairs with Sid and Mary at her heels. And her face grew white, too, and her lip trembled. When she reached the bedside she gasped out, "You, Tom! Tom, what's the matter with you?"
"Oh, auntie, I'm—"
"What's the matter with you, child?"
"Oh, auntie, my sore toe's mortified!"
The old lady sank down into a chair and laughed a little, then cried a little, then did both together. "Tom, what a turn you did give me. Now you shut up that nonsense and climb out of this bed."
The groans stopped and the pain disappeared from the toe. The boy felt a little foolish, and he said, "Aunt Polly, it seemed mortified, and it hurt so I never minded my tooth at all."
"Your tooth, indeed! What's the matter with your tooth?"
"One of them's loose, and it aches perfectly awful."
"There, there, now, don't begin that groaning again. Open your mouth. Well-your tooth is loose, but you're not going to die about that. Mary, get me a silk thread, and a chunk of hot coal out of the kitchen."
Tom said, "Oh, please, auntie, don't pull it out. It don't hurt any more. I wish I may never stir if it does. Please, don't, auntie. I don't want to stay home from school."
"Oh, you don't, don't you? So all this was because you thought you'd get to stay home from school and go a-fishing? Tom, Tom, I love you so, and you seem to try every way you can to break my old heart." By this time the dental instruments were ready. The old lady tied one end of the silk thread to Tom's tooth with a loop and tied the other to the bedpost. Then she seized the chunk of coal and suddenly thrust it almost into the boy's face. The tooth hung dangling by the bedpost now.
But all suffering brings its rewards. As Tom went to school after breakfast, he was the envy of every boy he met because the gap in his upper row of teeth enabled him to spit in a new way. He gathered quite a following of lads interested in this show.
Shortly Tom came upon the young outcast of the village, Huckleberry Finn, son of the town drunkard. Huckleberry was hated and dreaded by all the mothers of the town, because he was idle and lawless and crude and bad-and because all their children admired him so, and delighted in his company, and wished they dared to be like him. Tom was like the rest of the respectable boys, in that he envied Huckleberry and was under strict orders not to play with him. So he played with him every time he got the chance. Huckleberry was always dressed in the castoff clothes of full-grown men, and they were fluttering and ragged. His hat had a wide crescent torn out of its brim; his coat, when he wore one, hung nearly to his heels and had the rear buttons far down the back; only one suspender supported his pants; the seat of his pants bagged low and contained nothing; the fringed legs dragged in the dirt when not rolled up.
Huckleberry came and went, at his own free will. He slept on doorsteps in fine weather and in empty barrels in wet weather; he did not have to go to school or church, or call anybody master or obey anybody. He could go fishing or swimming when and where he chose, and stay as long as it suited him; nobody forbade him to fight; he could sit up as late as he pleased. He was always the first boy that went barefoot in the spring and the last to put on shoes in the fall. He never had to wash, nor put on clean clothes; he could swear wonderfully. In a word, everything that goes to make life good that boy had. So thought every respectable boy in St. Petersburg.
Tom called out, "Hello, Huckleberry!"
"Hello, yourself, and see how you like it."
"What's that you got?"
"Lemme see him, Huck. My, he's pretty stiff. Where'd you get him?"
"Bought him off a boy."
"Say—what is dead cats good for, Huck?"
"Good for? Cure warts with."
"But say-how do you cure 'em with dead cats?"
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Table of Contents
1 - Tom Whitewashes a Fence,
2 - Tom Meets Becky Thatcher,
3 - Adventure in the Graveyard,
4 - Life as a Pirate,
5 - Muff Potter's Trial,
6 - Hunting for Treasure,
7 - The Cave,
8 - Finding Treasure,
Most Helpful Customer Reviews
I read this in school, probably in 7th grade, because it was assigned. I was not a reader at the time and so really didn't enjoy it very much. I wanted to reread it as an adult. I believe I enjoyed it more this time although I do find Twain wordy, but authors of that time period were. I am not sure the subject of this story is one that would have ever gotten me excited. I even set the book down for many months with only 60 pages to the end. I picked it up and finished it in two quick sittings. I don't think the story is suddenly more interesting to me. I do think I was eager to put the book in my finished pile. I also have to believe that I am better now at reading classics since I have read many more the last few years.
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Tom Sawyer is about a boy in the south that is lazy but very clever. I read this book last year and I thought it was really good. Tom is really cleaver because he gets people to do his chores for him. In one chapter tom gets a lot of people to whitewash the fence or paint the fence white. He also makes the kid give him something valuable to paint the fence. Tom sawyer is a great book to just sit down and read. You can finish the book in one day. You would not want to put thew book down if you read the first page.
Book Review Outline Book title and author: Tom Sawyer by Mark Twain Title of review: Tom Sawyer Number of stars (1 to 5): 4 Introduction This book was meant to teach readers a lesson. The lesson is to never give up and to keep fighting for what you need to do. I think this book was very adventurous and exciting. The author's purpose was to help people understand the story better by putting in a lot of detail. I think that everybody should read this book and try not to omit this book from your knowledge. Description and summary of main points This book is about a 13 year old boy named Tom Sawyer and another 13 year old boy who is an outcast of the town who does whatever they want at any time. The author Mark Twain has a very good imagination for story telling and is very valuable to other readers. I think the book is very good for people who like adventurous and mystery books. The two boys go and start their own club in a cave. While the two boys are following a mysterious man and find out about a murder. They swore in there own blood to never tell anybody by the risk of getting killed themselves. They fake there own deaths and run away from the town set out on there adventurous journey down the Mississippi river. Evaluation On my own opinion I think that the plot was very strange that they found a murder case by accident. I also think that the two young boys were very courageous, but also not very smart because they ran away from home for no reason. The theme was mostly pointed out from the boy's adventure because they never gave up trying to find out who murdered the man. The style of Tom Sawyer is a very mysterious and adventurous story that takes place back in the 1800's in a small town in Mississippi when times were very hard and money was never wasted. Conclusion I love the story because of the setting is way back in the day where you could do almost anything you wanted. This story was very exciting at some points and very questioning at some other points in the story. Mostly kids and adults should read this book because it might be exciting to them. The story is very a great book for people who like mystery and adventure books. As you might one day read this book you also might be interested in books such as this one. Your final review This very adventurous and mysterious book was very good and extremely exciting. The books theme was very distinctive in there adventures and the way they valued or showed their emotions with each other. This story is about two thirteen year old boys who go on one crazy adventure trying to solve the mystery of a murdered man who got killed in a graveyard. They end up getting blamed and flee down the Mississippi river to escape them. I think that this book was very distinctive and very good. Kids and adults would probably like this book hopefully as much as me.
very good.very funny and eductional. top 10 classic books.helps teens devolep a vision of future life.
The meaning of the book is to teach people, not to lie, not to run away from your troubles, like Tom and Huck did, to always try to do the right thing and to trust in your family and close friends.
I can relate to Tom Sawyer, because I quibble sometimes my way through trouble just like him. I also like to do fun activities, like go outside and play games and to look for new ways to do things, like exploring, searching for treasure, I use a metal detector and found treasures too, OK, not $ 12,000, but some day ...
Tom Sawyer, the main character, is a 12 year old boy who lives with his Aunt Polly in the small southern town of Saint Petersburg, Missouri on the banks of the Mississippi River in 1876.
Huckleberry Finn, Tom¿s best friend and sadly the town¿s outcast.
Becky Thatcher, the town¿s judge¿s daughter and Tom¿s girlfriend.
Aunt Polly is Tom¿s guardian, she is very strict, but also kind and cares for Tom and is worried about his wild ways. Tom thinks that his Aunt doesn¿t like him because she beats him.
Injun Joe is a ruthless criminal, who chases Tom and Huck because they saw him kill someone.
The story is about the adventures of Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn, two mischievous very active 12 year old boys.
One night, Tom and Huck sneak to the graveyard to perform a ritual to get rid of warts. They get scared when they hear voices and hide. They see Injun Joe, Dr. Robinson and Muff Potter (the town drunk) arguing, Dr. Robinson knocks out Muff Potter, but then Injun Joe kills Dr. Robinson with Muff Potter¿s knife, making it look like Muff Potter killed Dr. Robinson. Tom and Huck swear not to say a word about what they had seen, for fear of getting killed by Injun Joe.
The next morning, Sid, Tom¿s step-brother tells Aunt Polly that Tom snuck out and she cries. Tom gets upset and runs away to Jackson Island with Huck and Joe Harper. The whole town thinks they died and prepare a funeral for them. The boys come back and all are happy that they are well.
When summer vacation starts, so does Muff Potter¿s trial, everyone thinks that Muff killed Dr. Robinson. But that changes when Tom gets on the witness stand, he tells of all he saw and heard about Injun Joe killing Dr. Robinson. Injun Joe then escapes the courtroom and Muff Porter is set free.
One day, both Tom and Huck search for treasure at the haunted house on Cardiff Hill. Suddenly, Injun Joe and another criminal come in the house wanting to hide stolen money and accidentally find the treasure, which they take and hide. Both Tom and Huck want to get the treasure back.
During a party, Tom and Becky get lost in MacDougal¿s cave. At the same time, Huck is spying on Injun Joe and hears that they want to torture and maybe kill the old Widow Douglas. Huck gets help and they scare Injun Joe away. In the cave, Tom sees Injun Joe, who gets scared and runs away. Tom finds a small hole that they crawled through to the outside. Everyone was happy to see them. Becky¿s father ordered to have the cave locked up. Tom then told everyone that he saw Injun Joe in the cave. When they opened the cave, they find Injun Joe had starved to death.
Not giving up, Tom and Huck went back in the cave and found the treasure that Injun Joe had hidden - $ 12,000 !
Being so grateful that Huckleberry Finn had saved her from Injun Joe, Widow Douglas adopted him and made him her son, making him very rich and giving him a home.
I had to read this in eighth grade and all I did the entire time was complain. This book is about some redneck kid that cannot control himself or lead a productive life. A famous American classic? Is THIS what people want every other country to refer to when they think of America? As a European immigrant this was very dissapointing. I sincerely hope that Tom Sawyer is cast aside from the required books kids must read in middle school.
I love this book so much it is one of my favorites. This is nothing but a 5. This is outstanding.
The book, 'The Adventures of Tom Sawyer' by Mark Twain (or Samuel Clemens) is a truly amazing and incredible book I would give this book four stars. It was one of the best books I've read in a long time. The reason that I gave this book four stars instead of five, is that it's plot wasn't very clear at times and was wandered off of. Like, the book was really about a murder, of a man by a man named Injun Joe, but Twain jammed in a whole bunch of unneeded events. But I believe that he did this because one event that seems unneeded really is the cause of the end of the story. Another flaw that this book had, was that it's introduction by Jean Craighead George maded you turn the book into a paper pillow. Some of the things I liked about the book was that one, it was absolutely hilarous. Some of the funny parts were when the biggest character, Tom Sawyer, puts a 'medicine' in his cat's mouth and that makes the cat go absolutely crazy. It starts jumping all around the house, whooping, until it flies out the window. He also runs away with his friends, Joe Harper and Huckleberry Finn, to become 'pirates'. Then all the people in the town think that him and his friends drowned in the bay near the town. So him and his friends hear about this and attend their own funerals!! This book is about a extremely clever boy named Tom Sawyer who is raised by his Aunt Polly and has a brother named Sid. This boy causes his Aunt and also his town more trouble than you could imagine. So one night him and one af his friends, Huckleberry Finn go to the little town graveyard at midnight to try out a magical cure for warts. Then out of the fog they see 3 men digging up a grave. One of the men gets ticked at the other and then they fight. Well, one ends up dead and the killer is Injun Joe. Then, after that, a whole bunch of relativly unimportant events take place, but to sum it up, the only important thing that is found in this jumble of events is that one of the grave robbers, Muff Potter is accused for murder. So after that jumble of events the day of Muff Potter's trial comes, and Tom is unexpectedly called to the witness stand nad he tells that Injun Joe killed the murdered man. So Injun Joe runs out of the courtroom and escapes. So after that the 2 boys, Tom and Huck, see Joe a few times in another jumble of relitively unimportant events. Then Tom and his sweetheart, Betty Thatcher, are in a cave and get lost, there, Tom and finds Injun Joe at the same time he is found by a search party. Injun escapes though. But the next day he is found dead and Tom and Huck find treasure that Injun had been hiding. They also recieve a huge reward and live happily ever after. Thanks for reading my story. My name is Michael Bratti. I go to Harris Road Middle School. I have been playing guitar for six years and am also a purple belt in karate. I hate school and love to just hang out. Thanks for reading, Bye!
This book was about a boy named Tom Sawyer who was getting into trouble mostly because of his annoying little brother Sid. He wants to do more with life than schoolwork and just going to school, but to have fun and find adventure. When he meets a kid named Huckleberry Finn, and they become good freinds. They do find many adventures together that they will never forget. I think that this book is about friendship and having fun, but not to forget the real important things in life. I would recommend this book to people of all ages because it will teach little ones not to do the things that Tom and Huck did. This book would be interesting for anyone who likes adventure stories. I would recommend this to anyone who just loves to read.
I really enjoyed this book. I read it for school this summer and I had so much fun. At first, I was reluctant to read it but as the book progressed, I laughed and had as much fun- perhaps even more- as Tom had doing the crazy things he did. Everyone should read it. I thought the whole book was humorous and I loved how there was mystery involved in it. It made me wish I could explore a cave and had me wanting to get scared just for the fun of it. It had me imagining crazy situations and thinking, 'Now, that's something Tom Sawyer would do!' Also, a lot of the things Tom did were realistic. For example, when he would think of Becky's sorrow if he were to die, and Aunt Polly's remorse for ever scolding him. I think the, 'I've lost my knife' excuse the first time Tom and Joe smoke was funny. I loved the part when Tom, Huck, and Joe attend their own funeral. I was surprised at Huck because before I read the book, I had only a slight idea of certain parts in it. I know now that I was missing out on a lot of information about Huck. I really enjoyed it and while the first couple of chapters may be slow, I really think you ought to continue to read it because it is a classic and sooner or later in your life you will most likely encounter this book.
The setting in this book was in southern times around the late 1800's. These time where when hanging took place and dirt roads were main highways. The people were a lot more polite than half of our people today. Their were one room schools. These time were when the school systems believed in corporal punishment. The kids didn't ride in school buses but ran or walked to school everyday. The main characters of this book are: Tom Sawyer, Huckleberry Finn, Becky Thatcher, and Injun Joe. Tom Sawyer was a good but adventurous young boy that thinks he loves Becky Thatcher. Huckleberry Finn is almost the same as Tom but he dad was killed. Becky Thatcher was the prettiest girl in school and that's why Tom has a crush on her. Injun Joe is the meanest most cold-blooded man alive. The main plot of this story is: Tom was running to school one day as fast as he can, but he was still late for school. Then the teacher yelled at him and told him to sit with the girls (which tom really wanted to because that's where Becky Thatcher sat). So he was trying to talk to her the whole class period but she ignored him. Then finally it was recess and Tom went right to Becky as she ran to the bench. Once they began talking she also like him so they decided to get married, not a real one, so Becky kissed tom on the cheek and the Tom said, " I used to be married to Amanda." So then Becky was mad and ran away. Then Tom ran away from school to the river as he met Huckleberry Finn. They started talking and they both declared best friends. So days went on and neither Tom or Becky talked but then Becky began getting mad at herself for running away. Then Tom got all of his friends and made a raft and floated away to an small island near Mississippi and stayed there for several days. Tom went back and hid under his bed hearing a conversation and overheard that there was going to be a funeral. So then Tom decide they should all go back and hide and watch there own funeral. But when his aunt found out that she was a mad as a bull. Then she made him do hundreds of chores. So then that night Huck and Tom went to the grave yard to do something and they say three men that they recognized and then they saw one of the killed and the other unconscious Injun Joe killed a man with Muff Potters knife and made it look like Muff did it. So then Tom And Huck went to the fort and wrote in their own blood that they will never tell a soul about what happened. Well Tom went to the trial and heard Injun Joe saying all these lies as Tom yelled out that that was a lie and told the whole story about that night and then Injun Joe ran away. As Tom was scared to death of him he had a low profile for the next couple of weeks. And with no sign of Injun Joe, Becky had a big party inviting everyone. Later Becky and Tom went into the cave and got lost for several days and one night when Becky was asleep he saw the hand of Injun Joe a few feet from him he also went asleep but the Tom found a way out and he carried Becky there and he saved both of there lives. Then the next day Tom and Huck went into the cave and found many thousands of Dollars. I personally loved the story but it had it good and bad points. My favorite part was when they got lost in the cave and Tom saved both of their lives.
Now before I say anything about this book I wanna say something.... this book is a very long book that drags that seems like ages!! It can get very boring at parts and it can get to the point to where you just wanna go to sleep.
Tom Sawyer is only about the age eight or something around that age. In this book he or in this one part he tries to live on this island with a couple of his friends. T he island is in between this river. but the plot is mostly about treasure. in the end they or Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn find abunch of gold.