It's a very informative book that would be a good jumping point for explaining the earth and the sun, but it's not very engaging and the art is old fashioned.

A moral tale about why fighting is bad.

A sad and introspective story.

The premise is that Jamie Grimm is a middle schooler (I think) in a wheelchair being raised by his aunt and uncle, and he wants to be a comic. But instead of humor, the first word I can say about this book is "mean." Jamie is frequently beaten by his cousin/adopted brother, his bedroom is literally the garage, the title of the book comes from Jamie's mocking a Russian man who tells Jamie "you funny" because he doesn't speak English very well, and Jamie wins a comedy contest by making fun of the people who love him. Jamie was unlikable, his jokes were terrible, and his interactions with girls were cringe-inducingly sexist. I think if this book had been any more cliche, awful, or sexist it literally would have exploded in my hands from the force of my rage.

The art is cool but the story is weak and religious.