The cover led me to believe it would be a story similar to Anne Frank, where most of the horrors of the holocaust are shielded from us, and the real fear is the faith that they will not be betrayed, but knowing that they will. No, Tova Friedman's true story is as a survivor of the death camps. A child who was shielded and protected in as many creative ways as possible that she may live. Her mother was a hero, surviving long enough to ensure her daughter's safety.

This is not a sugarcoated story. It was difficult to listen to for me as an adult. It is something that older children would be able to read, but should be debriefed and have the opportunity to discuss the horrors of what they are reading and encountering.

This story, and other survivors' stories are necessary, so that we never forget. I highly recommend this book for schools and libraries.

Reading about the Holocaust experience is always extremely sobering, and I am reminded of the opportunity I had to visit the Holocaust Museum in Washington D.C.

I will never forget the images that were on display, along with the piles of tiny shoes, the human hair, and other haunting mementos.

If this is still ingrained in my memory, the experience of a Survivor is unfathomable.

But what hit me the hardest was Tola's age at the start of the book. Just 4 years old. I was blown away, not only because of her strength and fortitude, but by the strength and utmost courage of her mother. Behind every close encounter and harrowing experience, her mother's watchful eye and wise, life saving advice carried her through until the end.

I always recommend The Boy on the Wooden Box to readers who are interested in the Holocaust, but I will add this to my list.

Tola/Tova's story must be remembered.

"My life is a gift that I cannot waste. So is yours."