MOTIVATION for READING: Our club usually allows hosts to choose the book we read. Rarely are we offered a vote: this was the sole book suggested and thus the book we read. (Which I’m fine with, not saying I don’t like how we pick books. I’ve actually never been in a club that selects an entire year’s slate… Always “as we go.”)
WHAT’s it ABOUT: A 12 year old Jewish girl harbors a German POW during WWII.
WHAT’s GOOD/NOT so GOOD: Apparently, it was a big hit years ago as a middle school read. I don’t know if it is still taught in schools but I thought the main character’s innocence wouldn’t hold up for current 12 yo’s interpretation. But I could be wrong. I found her naïve and annoying. But maybe that’s just me.
She’s smart but she can’t figure out how to shut up. But maybe that’s a good thing for a girl to not learn. We do often learn to shut up and take it and this book is a good reminder of why so many girls do: survival. She had some excellent cheerleaders in her corner so let’s hope she grew up to be a strong take-no-shit woman who lived life on her own terms. Her childhood sucked.
Just being in the same room with you, Mother, is like being feast for a thousand starving insects.
At first, I read too many reviews and was creeped out by the romance idea of a young girl with a 22 year old man. This is a friendship and not more. If I hadn’t been warned about ‘the kiss’, I might have missed it. I “thought too much” rather than read for enjoyment. As the story progressed (I admit I skipped around for the first third), I began to enjoy myself more.
It seems to me that a man who is incapable of humor is capable of cruelty.
Cruelty is after all, cruelty, and the difference between the two men may have more to do with their degrees of power than their degrees of cruelty.
Trying to calculate different degrees of cruelty is a lot like trying to calculate the different degrees of death.
This is not a happy tale and for a coming of age, I’m not sure how much Patty wised up but I will assume she makes it out. I really do not want to read the sequel. I probably would have loved this book as a kid.
I can’t figure out how her grandparents were so lovely but her parents were despicable people…
Someone else wondered in a goodreads review, how Patty was treated for the first 5 years of her life before her adored perfect angel sister came along. Good question.
When people’s emotions are involved they don’t want to listen.
Tonight is book club, we’ll see what the discussion brings. Shall I take notes and report back? I think I shall!
RATING: Three slices of lemon meringue pie.
After we had eaten out hamburgers and French fried and drunk down our coffee, Mr. Grimes waved to the waitress, “What kind of pie you got?”
She gave her hair, which was the color of brown wrapping paper, a good scratching. “We’re all out of apple.” Nodding in the direction of the counter, she said, “Gave that feller the last piece. “
“What kind have you got left?” asked Mr. Grimes, not bothering to keep the irritation out of his voice.
“‘Bout the only thing I know we got is some sugar doughnuts left over from the morning and some lemon meringue pie.”