
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
What an amazing book. So many books out there about World War II, or at least any that I've read, are about the people that the Germans focus their efforts on. In this story, we follow Liesel Meminger as she is fostered by a family who is German. We follow her from the eyes of death. He, we, first meet Liesel when her brother dies on the train that is taking her to her foster parents house. At the gravesite one of the gravedigger drops his handbook and she takes it. Not being able to read, her new Papa uses this as a way for the two of them to bond.
We follow her as she makes friends with the boy next door, tries to not anger her new Mama, as she goes to school and starts working because the family is poor.
When the war is declared the neighborhood she lives in starts to become a ghost town. People leave ever day, because they are Jews or become part of Hitler's Army. People are turning in people they have known their whole lives and daily air bombings are happening. We come to see the struggle that the people, the children, of this time had to go through as they were forced into a war they didn't all believe in. Mama and Papa turn out to be one of the many families who helped Jewish people hide and escape. They were good, hard working people, who hated what was happening around them. We come to love Liesel, Mama, and Papa. We laughed with them, cried, felt their hunger pains and mourned with them.
The Book Thief, for me, was so much more than a foster girl coming to learn to love to read and write during a time where education wasn't the main focus. It showed me the struggle of a family on the "other" side of the war. One that didn't believe in it. One that went against it in silent to help as many people as they could. A family that starved so they could save up food for the Jew living in the basement that is almost at deaths door. They showed Liesel what a family looks like. Not always pretty but always there for each other, no matter what.
When Papa went off to war, I cried with Mama. I cried when he came back for Liesel. He was her everything. And then I cried when the bomb took everyone from her. She had gone through so much up to that point. I didn't want her to grieve or loose another person. But that is life, it doesn't care how many you have already lost.
I can't wait for my boys to be older, so they can read this book. Such a powerful story.
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