Why it took me this long to read The Book Thief, I have no idea. Though no doubt, I've been missing out. I first heard about the book from a friend in high school, she recommneded it to me since it was her favorite book. But I didn't take her recommendation. Why? Because it's set in Nazi Germany around WWII.
The thing is, the halocaust scares me. As a child and teenager, I read a lot of stories from that time period and every single time it hurt to soak in the words. It hurt to know what evil humans were capable of. I think of the people I've never met who died unimaginable deaths and I weep and grieve. Maybe I was too young to be exposed to it when I was.
It was stupid to do, but I started to avoid books about the halocaust. But I shouldn't have. These stories were written to be known.
So at the urging of a friend, I read The Book Thief. It wasn't what I expected, it was different. And I loved it. The writing was beautiful in a way that reached out and touched you and the characters were so vivid that it's only natural you grow attached to them. Needless to say, it has made my recs list and I can't wait to see the film adaption.
On another note, I am so excited to go back to Sacramento tonight! This weekend, my sisters and I are surprising my mom for her Birthday! She has no idea! On top of that, it's also Friday and a half work day for me! Oh yes, and on top of that, Michael and I are going to see The Hobbit before my flight! For Friday the 13th, today's not looking too bad!
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