‘My name is Oscar, I’m ten years old…They call me Egghead, I look about seven, I live in hospital because of my cancer and I’ve never written to you because I don’t even know if you exist,’ writes Oscar to God . . .
This is a small book about a young boy who is nearing the end of his life. He is in hospital and has a regular visitor who helps him express his feelings through conversations with God. However, although Oscar is writing to God, this is not a preachy book at all. Be prepared for a heart wrenching and remarkably poignant read. I read it in one sitting but then promptly re-read it, which is something I rarely do. Oscar’s tale tells us to look to our hearts and live for the day, and is told so eloquently that even the most hardhearted reader will shed a tear over his story.