I remember arriving, at the age of 8, in the United States and not being able to understand a single world. Then I don't know how one day I just started speaking and understanding. And most of all I started reading in english! This is one of the first books I have read in english, and I'm really attached to its memory. It was a sweet adventure, a friendship story and I just felt very protected and loved when I was reading it. Also, it described the city in which I was living, New York, this big city that looked just too scary! I don't know in a weird way I felt like the cricket, small in this huge new place, where I couldn't understand anybody at first, and just needed to settle down and find myselft.
For many many many years I've been looking for this book, I just couldn't remember its title. I always googled down words like cricket matchbok newyork and nothing!!! I don't know what has changed but I searched this morning and finally found it! I'm so happy!