Thoughts The Help by Kathryn Stockett, Amy Einhorn Books/GP Putnam Sons/Penguin Group 2009, 451 pages
[The following was written immediately upon reading the last page and shutting the book… It was last week and I only had my journal with me.]
I just finished The Help and, of course, I’m trying to keep the tears that are welled up in my eyes from spilling down my cheeks and bringing mascara with them. I glance out of the hotel window overlooking Grant Park and Lake Michigan and I blink and think
“hey -the sun is shining!”
It had been gloomy dreary cloudy grey all day. I start to cry all over again. My eyes are brimming too full; I’m choking up, snorting with snot-filled gasps and reaching for multiple tissues.
Because, isn’t that the point? That we emerge from the darkness of hatred and racial misunderstandings to reach with hope towards clarity and bright sunshine? To seek beyond the clouds for sunny skies? As Ms Stockett says in the Afterword,
“… trying to understand is vital to our humanity.”
SO… that’s what that sun-filled view spoke to me as I sat contemplating what I had just read in this book. and now I’ve done lost all my poetics.
Quotes I jotted down:
p.29 “My face goes hot, my tongue twitchy. I don’t know what to say to her. All I know is, I ain’t saying it. And I know she ain’t saying what she want a say either and it’s a strange thing happening here cause nobody saying nothing and we still managing to have us a conversation.”
p. 278 “I no longer feel protected just because I’m white. I checkover my shoulders often when I drive the truck to Aibileen’s. The cop who stopped me a few months back is my reminder: I am now a threat to every white family in town. Even though so many of the stories are good, celebrating the bonds of women and family, the bad stories will be the ones that catch the white people’s attention. They will make their blood boil and their fists swing. We must keep this a perfect secret.”
p.418 “Wasn’t that the point? For women to realize, We are just two people. Not that much separates us. Not nearly as much as I’d thought.
You may recall that I have a pie theme going on here at Care’s Online Book Club. I had even started including in my reviews any mention of pies that I encounter in the books I read. Well… If you have read The Help, you know that there is a doozy of a pie in this one! That’s all I’ll say.
For some excellent REVIEWS of this book, please visit Belle of the Books . [THANKS Jill for sending me this book! I gave it to my friend in Chicago and she is going to pass it along to her mother in Arizona.]
p.263 peau de soie – a smooth, finely ribbed satin fabric of silk or rayon.