dead ender

i couldn't remember if i had read this book when i was a kid, and now it seems a little dated, being from '85, practically the seventies and all.
i guess i'm a little dated too then, so if i read this in the eighties i couldn't remember it. it's one of those books that have been around forever and i've picked up thousands of times.
and now i know why
it's a really great book
and a book that tricked me right up until the end, shit, just as Ender tricks everyone else in battles, the author does the same to us, so sweet, i almost cried.
starting out like a typical seventies book about a freaky super boy who is picked on, and who rises to power and personal empowerment, you really root for him, every scene, and he's vulnerable and wicked and smart, I want to be Ender. fight bullies and kill buggers, who maliciously attack our colonies, and buck military martial law.
if your an oldster go back and read it when your sixteen, if your sixteen, wait awhile.
Now i have to read all the other books Mr. card has written, man i ain't got that kind of time what with the modelling career and signing autographs and swimming laps with aquaman.