Michael Morpurgo - King of the Cloud Forests

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A classic and heartfelt war story from War Horse author and former Children's Laureate, Michael Morpurgo.Escaping from China as the Japanese invade, Ashley and Uncle Sung embark on a perilous journey across the Himalayas. Then Ashley finds himself alone in the hostile mountains, battling for his life. He is just about to give up all hope, when he has a mysterious and terrifying encounter …Author of Private Peaceful and Friend or Foe, Michael Morpurgo again demonstrates why he is considered to be the master storyteller with another of his beautifully crafted war stories. In the tradition of Goodnight Mr Tom, Carrie's War, and The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas, King of the Cloud Forests is a novel that takes children to the heart of a tumultuous period in history.–Former Children's Laureate Michael Morpurgo needs no introduction. He is one of the most successful children's authors in the country, loved by children, teachers and parents alike. Michael has written more than forty books for children including the global hit War Horse, which was made into a Hollywood film by Steven Spielberg in 2011. Several of his other stories have been adapted for screen and stage, including My Friend Walter, Why the Whales Came and Kensuke's Kingdom. Michael has won the Whitbread Award, the Smarties Award, the Circle of Gold Award, the Children's Book Award and has been short-listed for the Carnegie Medal four times. He started the charity Farms for City Children in 1976 with his wife, Clare, aimed at relieving the poverty of experience many young children feel in inner city and urban areas. Michael is also a patron of over a dozen other charities. Living in Devon, listening to Mozart and working with children have provided Michael with the ideas and incentive to write his stories. He spends half his life mucking out sheds with the children, feeding sheep or milking cows; the other half he spends dreaming up and writing stories for children. «For me, the greater part of writing is daydreaming, dreaming the dream of my story until it hatches out – the writing down of it I always find hard. But I love finishing it, then holding the book in my hand and sharing my dream with my readers.» Michael received an OBE in December 2006 for his services to literature.

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That evening we were amongst a dozen or so fellow pilgrims gathered together in an isolated farmhouse. We were relieved to have found it for outside the weather was worsening. We were talking and eating together in a first floor room – like all Tibetan houses, the ground floor was the stables. I was looking out of the window and up towards the mountains, trying to ignore the inquisitive eyes of the farmer’s children, when the lama came in through the door. He was dressed in a humble travelling robe tied around the middle with a red belt, and he wore a tall, red cap on his head. The children were silenced for a few moments and settled down to stare at him. Some meat and freshly dug turnips were cut up unwashed and thrown into the pot. When he had finished eating, each of the pilgrims asked him for an omen, or ‘mo’ as they call it in Tibetan. I knew enough of the Tibetan language now to make some sense of what was being said – Uncle Sung had seen to that. The lama answered each pilgrim patiently in low, considered tones and then turned to Uncle Sung. ‘You do not ask for “mo”,’ he said. ‘Do you fear for what lies ahead?’

‘No,’ said Uncle Sung. ‘I have no desire to know what will happen to me on this earth, and what happens to me afterwards I shall deserve – that’s all I know. We decide for ourselves. It is in our hands, is it not?’ The lama nodded and smiled.

‘And your companion?’ said the lama.

‘He is my son, Zong Ho,’ said Uncle Sung.

‘Bring him where I can see him.’

Uncle Sung nudged me to my feet. Reluctantly I got up and stood in the circle of pilgrims, looking down at the lama. He looked me in the eye for long and dangerous moments. I could not hold his gaze. I looked down to Uncle Sung and he smiled encouragement. I was confident enough in my disguise, indeed so confident by now that I had even forgotten that I was at risk, but this man was not looking at my clothes nor at my skin. His eyes reached into my soul and found me out. I felt like running, but the way to the door was blocked by the farmer’s family who had crowded into the room. There was no escape.

‘He does not speak,’ said Uncle Sung. ‘Since the day he was born he has never spoken a word.’

The lama’s eyes never left my face. And then he spoke very slowly and with great deliberation. ‘You have a fine son but he has the blue eyes of a “philling”,’ he said. The word sent a shiver of suspicion around the room. The lama held up his hand. I think Uncle Sung and I then acted better than we ever dreamed we could. I feigned furious outrage, and blew my nose with my fingers and Uncle Sung cursed all phillings roundly for good measure.

‘My son’s eyes,’ he finished angrily, ‘are an accident of birth as is his dumbness. Would you blame him for that?’

‘I did not mean any offence,’ said the lama. ‘But he has strangely light eyes for one of our country. He is taller than you, taller than any grown man in this room – and he has the giant feet of a yeti. But it is not his great size that troubles me. There is something about him that tells me he is not like one of us. I see a ruler standing before me. I tell you, this boy of yours will be a king, and soon.’ The lama had his eyes closed now and was speaking in a whisper. ‘He will be a king of the cloud forests. He will rule among the clouds.’ He opened his eyes. ‘That is all I can tell. Ask me no more.’

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