Blue Sun (Review 7)
'The little boy in this story realises that his mother no longer laughs and is unhappy. Hence, he begins to think of a solution. While reading this book, to my surprise, I'd begun to cry. From time to time, I, too, as a mother, want to take off my mask of being happy and let my child understand the real me. ... Sometimes, we as adults don't have to keep pretending. Children need to accept their families too. To this end, we have a duty to our children to let them see the real us.'