Momo, by Michael Ende

2799598At the edge of the city, in the ruins of an old amphitheatre, there lives a little homeless girl called Momo. Momo has a special talent which she uses to help all her friends who come to visit her. Then one day the sinister men in grey arrive and silently take over the city. Only Momo has the power to resist them, and with the help of Professor Hora and his strange tortoise, Cassiopeia, she travels beyond the boundaries of time to uncover their dark secrets. (from Goodreads)

I first read this book when I was a kid, and took it from my school’s library. Back then I used to ”eat“ books one after the other, without any judgement. I can’t name any of the books I read and have very vague memories of some of them. This was the case with Momo, which I remembered it’s title, but I couldn’t say a word about it.
Last year I found it in a second-hand bookstore because even if I couldn’t remember exactly what was it about, I knew it was important and that I should have it. Mostly because the cover was so pretty [it wasn’t until I started reading it -I always start reading the “credits page”, with the edition year (1978, hence that cool typography), editor, translator, etc.- that I realize that the cover and all illustrations in the book were made by the author himself! I love when that happens (especially if the illustrations are as good as the story)].
Even though I felt like it was a book strictly written for children as its target public, I feel it needs to be read by some many adults…