Remembering my childhood years of wonder with Terry Pratchett and The World of Poo

2012 Doubleday

“Vimes looked at the cover. The Title was The World of Poo. Apparently it was by the author of Wee and if Young Sam had one vote for the best book ever written, then it would go to Wee. His enthusiasm was perhaps fanned all the more because a rare imp of mischief in Vimes led him to do all the necessary straining noises.” (T. Pratchett, Snuff)

Have you ever been tricked by a novel? Or should I say, by an author? I am not talking about the kind of trick that we call a twist, or unreliable narrator (I’m sure this has happened to us all) but actually believing something you read in a work of fiction? No? Lucky you. I have, and I am almost ashamed to admit it.

Years ago, right before the invention of the internet, I read William Goldman’s The Princess Bride and was completely bamboozled by the author. If you’ve had the pleasure of reading the book, you probable know where I am going with this, if not, warning, spoiler ahead!

The book is told from an omnipresent narrator who not only knows what is going on everywhere in the book, he (or it, if we want to be politically correct) breaks the fourth wall by talking to the reader. The narrator does this by talking to the reader and admitting this story is an adaptation of S. Morgenstern’s Classic Tale of Love and High Adventure, a French tale in which Goldman abridges “all the good stuff”. Throughout the book the narrator refers to this tale and remarks where he omitted a chapter or scene. My favorite is a lost chapter devoted to Buttercup and her hats. Goldman does such a fine job of outlining this silly chapter that I was disappointed he did not just include it. Oh how I wanted to read the original story. And this, my friends, is where he got me. There is no original story other than Goldman’s.

At the time, I did not know anyone who read the novel so I couldn’t ask about the original. I tried the library and even a rare book dealer, who it turns out, had no idea what I was talking about. He obviously hadn’t read the book or he would have clued me in. It wasn’t until the early days of the Internet did I find out what a fool I’d been. This was when the Internet consisted mostly of chat rooms. Remember those? I found myself in a book chat room one afternoon, talking about old books and I brought up the subject of the original Princess Bride story. I’m positive everyone in the room who had read the book started laughing in unison. I have to say, I felt really small and gullible when I found out I’d been had.

Now days when a book title is mentioned in a novel, I assume it is a fictional piece (unless of course, I’ve read it). I refuse to be fooled again! So imagine my surprise the other day to find a book at my local library that Terry Pratchett refers to in his novel, Snuff. The book is titled, Miss Felicity Beedle’s The Wonderful World of Poo. I laughed out loud and of course, because it was a Terry Pratchett book, checked it out. Though it’s a children’s book, I encourage everyone to read it.

I wasn’t sure what I was getting myself into, not being a fan of poo, but curious to read Pratchett’s take on the subject. Was this a book designed to explain our least talked about body function, or was it a silly take on what we do behind closed doors? To the first, not really, to the second, a little bit, but oh, so much more.

Have you ever longed for the days when as a child you viewed the world with wonder and awe? Even more so when you found yourself enthralled with collecting? For me it was rocks. I loved rock hunting, even if it meant just going out behind the house to look for treasures buried between the railroad tracks that ran through our town. I felt so proud when the grownups around me shared my enthusiasm and fussed over me when I showed them the newest “gem” gathered for my rock museum. Yes, I used our garden shed as my museum. Sadly, as much as I was encouraged to collect rocks, only one person was kind enough to buy a ticket. As much as I enjoy hiking in the woods now, and stopping to admire the beauty of nature, I will never recapture the feeling of my younger days when every day was an adventure.

Yet, for the brief amount of time I spent with this book, the memories of those days came flooding back even though our young protagonist, Geoffrey becomes obsessed with collecting poo.

In this book we meet several of Pratchett’s famous characters again, including the King of Gold Sir Harry, a gargoyle, Sybil, and a baby dragon that poops coal.

Grandma said, “I think there might be cake for tea. But first, tell me, what have you been doing today?”

Well, I’ve stared a collection”. He said breathlessly, “and plain Old Humphrey said I could use his old shed for a museum, and he gave me a bucket and spade and a trowel for collecting. And I took Widdler (the dog) to the park, but I forgot my bucket and we met a boy called Louis”.

Geoffrey is visiting his grandmother in the city for the summer and spends his days meeting interesting people and animals, in the hopes of acquiring the greatest collection of poo to be housed in his museum. It sounds like a messy and smelly way to write about a young boy, but Pratchett manages to capture the feeling of awe and wonder that all children feel when given the chance to explore. This is the heart of the book and why it was such a pleasure to read. It is less about what is being collected and more about that short span of time we call childhood innocence. As I read I had to wonder if Pratchett, knowing he did not have much time left, wanted to recapture his youth and poor those feelings into Geoffrey. It was almost heartbreaking to think of this young boy growing up and losing his sense of wonder. In this book we find yet another gift from the great writer; he allows us to be children once again.

The book seems timely, given that our politicians are acting like caged monkeys who spend their days slinging poo at each other. It’s refreshing to read that given the right circumstances, collecting poo can be fun. Leave it to Pratchett to make us care about poo.

Discworld…what it means to be human


Terry Pratchett is one of my favorite authors. His Discworld series is a satirical reflection of current and historical events and explores social norms, often lampooning other authors and sacred institutions. No one is safe from his wit, and through him we society as it really is. Silly and sometimes rather pointless. Like Shakespeare, Pratchett shows us what it means to be human and how our folly is the cause of many of our problems. The genius of Pratchett is that the mirror he holds in front of us is a fun-house mirror in which distorted truths lead to enlightening insight. To honor his birthday, April 28th, I thought I’d share a few examples of his genius. By looking closely at his world we can learn a lot about ourselves.



The Discworld is a flat disc, with oceans that drop down on all sides in huge waterfalls. The disc held up by four giant elephants who in turn, stand on a turtle named Great A’Tuin,(“ world turtles” are common to many cosmologies) as it slowly swims through space. It is said Great A’Tuin swims through space looking for a mate, but it would be hard to image what it would do once it found one, given that is has four elephants on its back.

Here we see right away, Pratchett is making fun of the medieval idea of a flat earth that traveled too far will lead to certain death. Religion plays a major role in all of the books the idea of a great turtle is no exception. The silliness of a world floating through space with the aid of giant animals is no sillier than the stories we find in all religions.


There are four main continents on the Disc .The majority of the Disc’s landmass is composed of a single supercontinent and a smaller Counterweight Continent connected by a narrow peninsula. The main unnamed supercontinent is where most of the novels are set (Think Europe) with the smaller continent being Klatch, (think Africa), The island continent of Fourecks (A.K.A. Terror Incognitia) is the smallest of the four (think Australia). On these continents a large number of countries, kingdoms, cities and towns can be found; the most widely mentioned in the books being Ankh-Morpork, Lancre, the Klatchian Empire and Überwald. It is in these settings that social commentary is front and center. There are wars between nations and in times of peace distrust is the motivating driver of several books.

Ankh-Morpork, the main setting for the series, resembles Victorian London complete with a river no one dares enter. The river is so polluted that it is often described as barely qualifying as a liquid. In Pratchett’s second Disc World book we get the best quote about the city. Ankh-Morpork! Pearl of cities! This is not a completely accurate description, of course — it was not round and shiny — but even its worst enemies would agree that if you had to liken Ankh-Morpork to anything, then it might as well be a piece of rubbish covered with the diseased secretions of a dying mollusk. The air is so polluted birds cough rather than sing. The streets are narrow and dirty. Houses are so close together it is sometimes difficult to know where one starts and another begins. As much as the people grumble about the conditions of Ankh-Morpork there is nowhere more exciting and more appealing. The city is crammed because it is a siren call to the inhabitants of the Disc World. Just like London the city is the cultural center of this small world.

Readers of Dickens would instantly recognize this city. It is where we see the worst of humanity (with its cut throats and bands of villains) and the best of humanity ( the City Watch is made up of characters who on one hand want to keep the citizens safe, but are more likely to walk away from a fight than engage in one). Pratchett gives us a place in which anything can happen and often does. It is here we see humanity struggle for survival while showing us just how important community is.

The times are a mix of medieval (complete with wizards, witches trolls, dwarves, and golems) and Victorian. In this world vampires clash with witches, trolls and dwarves make up the body of the police force. Zombies show up from time to time as do werewolves and dragons. Each of these characters are usually more human than the people they encounter or work with. Pratchett uses these characters as devices to illustrate our hidden prejudices and fear of “others”.


I cannot honestly think of a series that has more hilarious yet very human characters than Pratchett’s. Listing them all would require an additional post. I’ve picked my favorites, ones that illustrate what it means to be human.


From the BBC movie, The Color of Magic
From the BBC movie, The Color of Magic

Twoflower first appears in The Colour of Magic .He is the Discworld’s first tourist. He strolls around the city of Ankh-Morpork looking for adventure and genuine native food, and taking pictures of everything with his iconograph. As one of the most naïve people on the disc, he truly thinks no harm can come to him. This is a man who wants to see everything but experience nothing. Because he does not become involved he avoids injury. He represents the western attitude that does not allow for real connections. His idea of engaging in the world is to photograph it, to capture it for later reflection. While some may view his non-involvement as a sort of Buddhist ideal of non-attachment, a deeper meaning can be found in his obsession with pictures. Even as he stands in the middle of the action, he doesn’t really see what is in front of him. His idea of the world and how it should be gives shape to his perception. He sees what he wants to see and ignores the rest.


Granny Weatherwax, head of the witches coven on Ramtop mountains, and one the wyrd sisters, is the grand old lady many of us wish we could be. Her no nonsense approach to the world is matched by her wit and wisdom, yet she does not necessarily like dealing with people.” Granny was an old-fashioned witch. She didn’t do good for people, she did right by them.” The fun of Granny and her coven of three is that like the witches of Macbeth, they manage to exact influence on those around them. One is never really sure if it is the witches advice and spells that compel people to act or if they are merely sounding boards to those who seek help and guidance. Granny doesn’t tell people what they want to hear, she tells them what they need to hear. When the wizard Ridcully comes to her asking for her help on an important matter, she replies “No. It’s just personal. Personal’s not the same as important. People just think it is.”

Reaper man

Death is the Discworld fan favorite. He is pictured as the Grim Reaper, yet there is nothing grim about this character. As the herald of death he desires to better understand the human condition and this makes him one of the most human figures in all of the series. His struggle to understand is our struggle. He marvels at the simplicity of our lives yet cannot comprehend why we make it so complicated. In the book Hogfather he muses, “Human beings make life so interesting. Do you know, that in a universe so full of wonders, they have managed to invent boredom?” (Death talks in all caps, and no I can’t explain why)

It has been suggested that if Death could cure world hunger, he wouldn’t do it by making social and economic changes he’d simply give everyone a hot meal.

Death is a favorite not only because we instantly connect with him, but because it is Pratchett’s satirical view on life that we hear through Death. Death is at once the straight man and comic relief. My favorite quote comes in a scene (for the life of me I cannot remember which book) that has a man up a tree as hungry wolves jump around him. The man fearing his life may soon be over looks up and sees Death sitting on a branch. The man asks, “Are you here to help me? Death answers, “YES, BUT NOT IN THE WAY YOU HAD HOPED”.

Many of the stories in the series center around a mystery. Something terrible has happened or is about to happen and it is up to Pratchett’s colorful characters to solve the crime. In other books Pratchett makes fun of current events by setting them in medieval or Victorian times. You never quite know what you will get when you pick up a Disworld novel. But isn’t this just like life?

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The Color of Magic

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