It was a song his father used to sing to him. The melody was sweet and sad, but Stanley’s favorite part was when his father would howl the word “moon.” Every time an experiment failed, Stanley could hear him cursing his dirty-rotten-pig-stealing-great-grandfather. Actually, Stanley had been impressed when he first found out that is great-grandfather was robbed by Kissin’ Kate Barlow. True, he would have preferred living on the beach in California, but it was still kind of cool to have someone in your family robbed by a famous outlaw. Møllegaard, Kirsten (August 13, 2010). "Haunting and History in Louis Sachar's Holes". Western American Literature. 45 (2): 138–161. doi: 10.1353/wal.0.0117. ISSN 1948-7142. S2CID 162538705.

During the summer the daytime temperature hovers around ninety-five degrees in the shade—if you can find any shade. There’s not much shade in a big dry lake.

But digging holes is what we do. Doing a great job in whatever we do is "Digging the Perfect Hole." Hector is revealed to be Madame Zeroni's great-great-great-grandson. The day after Stanley carried Hector up the mountain, Stanley's father invented a product that eliminated foot odor. It smells like peaches, and the boys name it "Sploosh." The suitcase, which had belonged to Stanley's great-grandfather, contains financial instruments worth nearly two million dollars. Stanley and Hector split the money, and Hector hires private investigators to find his mother. A year and a half later, the Yelnats house hosts a Super Bowl party celebrating Clyde Livingston's endorsement of Sploosh. Hector's mother softly sings to him a second verse to the Yelnats' family lullaby. The apartment smelled the way it did because Stanley’s father was trying to invent a way to recycle old sneakers. “The first person who finds a use for old sneakers,” he said, “will be a very rich man.” Sachar, Louis. "Louis Sachar: Booklist". Louis Sachar. Archived from the original on October 5, 2015. He looked at the guard who sat slumped in his seat and wondered of he had fallen asleep. The guard was wearing sunglasses, so Stanley couldn’t see his eyes.

urn:oclc:51849580 Scandate 20100414024359 Scanner scribe2.sfdowntown.archive.org Scanningcenter sfdowntown Worldcat (source edition)There used to be a town of Green Lake as well. The town shriveled and dried up along with the lake, and the people who lived there.

Thus, Camp Green Lake is the world, life, living...Whatever. In this sense all of us are in some form or the other at Camp Green Lake. We don't like that we''re doing; we are paid less and over-worked; we don't like digging holes. There must have been a small refrigerator behind his desk, because the man in the cowboy hat produced two more cans of soda. For a second Stanley hoped that one might be for him, but the man gave one to the guard and said the other was for the driver. The land was barren and desolate. He could see a few run-down buildings and some tents. Farther away there was a cabin beneath two tall trees. Those two trees were the only plant life he could see. There weren’t even weeds. You can't let anybody else tell you what your choices are. Sometimes they won't give you the right choice."In the book holes, by Louis Sachar, Stanley Yelnats and his family are curse with bad because his great-great-grandfather and is sent to camp green lake for punishment, for a crime that he did not do. At this camp Stanley is forced to dig holes in the hot sun. Moving along in the story Stanley gets to know the other boys at the camp but he becomes great friends with one in particular. They become very close and they both run away from the camp. After they run away the set out to what they call gods thumb. On their journey up the mountain something happens the breaks the curse on Stanley’s family forever and reunites Stanley’s friend with his mom who he has not seen in many years Labor is seen throughout the novel as the children are forced to dig holes while at Camp Green Lake. This theme is unusual in children's literature as many authors portray children as carefree and without responsibility. [9] If they do engage in work, it is synonymous with play. Critic Maria Nikolajeva contends that Holes is set apart through the not just manual, but forced labor Stanley and the other campers do daily. [9] This is first referenced at the beginning of the book when the purpose of the camp is stated: "If you take a bad boy and make him dig a hole every day in the hot sun, it will turn him into a good boy". [10] Reception [ edit ] I know that sounds really weird. Who cares if your hole is perfect? But if you're going to be out there six hours a day, you have to give yourself a purpose. You can either groan about how stupid is to dig a hole, or you can tell yourself you're doing something important. You Are digging the best hole anyone's ever dug

The Warden (Louise Walker): Running Camp Green Lake, she is known to be violent, abusive, and quite rude. She uses her power and privilege to get what she wants and make members of the camp do as she pleases. She has hidden cameras, using them to spy on the members of the camp. She is often thought to have hidden cameras in the showers, causing Stanley to be paranoid whenever he takes a shower, rushing out as fast as possible. She wears nail polish traced with rattlesnake venom, and scratches those who displease or go against what she says. She has the members of Camp Green Lake digging holes to look for Kate Barlow's hidden treasure. She is the granddaughter of Charles "Trout" Walker. Her family had been digging the treasure out since her birth, but to no success. In other words you are better and bigger than the challenge demanded by your current job. Look for greater things to do. Stretch yourself. You are not proving anything to others its just between you and that "nameless person inside you". A man was sitting with his feet up on a desk. He turned his head when Stanley and the guard entered, but otherwise didn’t move. Even though he was inside, he wore sunglasses and a cowboy hat. He also held a can of soda, and the sight of it made Stanley even more aware of his own thirst.Stanley was not a bad kid. He was innocent of the crime for which he was convicted. He’d just been in the wrong place at the wrong time. When you're done, stand over your hole. Take time to admire it, no matter how tired and sore you feel. You worked hard digging that hole, and you should take pride in a job well done.