my name in a book

“Bruno”, said Bruno.

“I’ve never heard of that name,” said Shmuel.

“And I’ve never heard of your name,” said Bruno. “Shmuel.” He thought about it. “Shmuel,” he repeated. “I like the way it sounds when I say it. Shmuel. It sounds like the wind blowing.”

“Bruno,” said Shmuel, nodding his head happily. “Yes, I think I like your name too. It sounds like someone who’s rubbing their arms to keep warm.”

“I’ve never met anyone called Shmuel before,” said Bruno.

“There are dozens of Shmuels on this side of the fence,” said the little boy. “Hundreds probably. I wish I had a name all of my own”.

!I’ve never met anyone called Bruno,” said Bruno. “Other than me, of course. I think I might be the only one.”

“Then you’re lucky,” said Shmuel.

“I suppose I am […]”.

John Boyne, The Boy in the Striped Pyjamas

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