Never in my
mind would I have considered picking up this book, much less thumbing through a
few pages. I have seen it perched upon a few shelves, but I didn't think much
of it. However, when my second grade teacher Mrs. Hanes gave each of her students a shining copy (free of
charge) I did a double-take. Next thing I knew I'm reading it right smack dab
in the middle of History class. Although I am only 37 pages in, which is
somewhat understandable due to the fact that the reading level is a bit over my
head. I'm glad it is though, I like a challenge. If Mrs. Hanes had not informed me that the book
was written from the viewpoint of Death, the book probably would be collecting
dust on my bookshelf due to frustration and bewilderment. I guess that side
note is what roped me in to this particular book.
So far,
Death has managed to set up a twisted base on his/her whereabouts and what they
do on a daily basis. Death has seen "The Book Thief" three times. The
sky three different colors each time Death has seen them; red, white, and
black. The Book Thief aka Liesel Meminger is a nine-year-old girl on a
train with her six-year-old brother, Werner and her mom. The train is headed
down to Munich, Germany, where Liesel and
her brother will be handed over to their foster parents on Himmel Street. Unfortunately, Werner
doesn't make it.
He collapses in his
seat, dead. Where Death approaches and retrieves his soul. This is the first
encounter between Liesel and
Death. The sky is white. The train stops and after a crude burial of the small
child, they continue on to Munich. Reluctantly, Liesel is passed over to Hans and Rosa Hubermann. Liesel finds
terror in her first few nights in the small, foreign house, but comfort in the
arms of Hans, who is like the father that Liesel never
had. Rosa, however, is rough and cruel. She spits her words and bites off her
commands.
Sadly, that
is about as far as I ventured into the book due to the fact that I recently
acquired it. Normally, books based off history aren't really my forte, but how
this book is written makes a large difference. If someone had told me about a
book that set place in Germany in 1939 during World War II, I would have walked
off without a backward glance. I guess it's the way the words sort of melt
together right off the page, but in such a way that you can still understand
it. It's almost as if they've manifested poetry and combat and snapped them
together in such a way that it fits.
To be
honest, I haven't gotten so far into the book that I could understand as to why
the author wrote this book. I haven't had enough evidence or experience to
collect my comments about the meaning behind the words. Although, I have never
actually read a book that was written from the viewpoint of Death themself.
However, I
do have a theory. It may sound ridiculous or maybe even odd, but hear me out.
You don't come about many people who enjoy reading about World Wars and combat
and bloodshed (This is me being stereotypical, mind you) then you look at
themes like Supernatural and Mystery and the unknown and extraterrestrial
beings. The topics within themselves are interesting; I am a big fan of
Supernatural myself. That is probably what mostly lassoed me in to this story
as I stated earlier.
The characters
that I've read about in this book are few and far between. So it may sound
morbid when I say that my favorite character would most definitely be Death.
They've mostly been the spotlight of the show until Liesel came into the picture so I got a
good look at who exactly Death is. I've seen many different portrayals of how
Death acts, may it be TV shows, video games, other books, movies, etc. This is
hands- down my favorite "Death" They do not put on a malicious, stereotypical, evil, violent facade. They are
not a skeleton donning a black robe and wielding a scythe like the infamous Grim Reaper. This Death is blunt, they
speak their thoughts, but they don't think of themselves as a superior being to
humans. Within the first page I knew I was going to like them, how they
"speak" isn't hateful or wicked, and they execute each
"job" without any errors or without breaking the invisible rules they
enforce.
Another
reason why I really like this portrayal of Death is the fact that they do not
have a gender. Most media sees Death as male, and goes on with their life, same
way as many people see God as male. Now I'm not going to wade too far into the
waters of religion because I'm keeping this blog post people-friendly. I
wouldn't be upset if this book portrayed Death as just male or just female,
although it may alter the reading experience in some unexplainable way.
If every author
followed the example that Markus has set up (with exceptions.) Then I probably
would read quite a bit more. They use personification flawlessly, in my humble
opinion. I have never read any other instances in which the author has compared
the sky to a hard candy, or a soul to melting ice cream. However, how Death
talks is another predominant reason as to why they have grown to be my favorite
character. "Here is a small fact. You are going to
die. I am in all truthfulness attempting to be cheerful about this whole topic,
though most people find themselves hindered in believing me, no matter my
protestations. Please, trust me. I am most definitely can be
cheerful. I can be amiable. Agreeable. Affable. And that's only the A's. Just
don't ask me to be nice. Nice has nothing to do with me." Notice how
Death mentions that they are not nice, but they are neither mean nor violent
(like I stated above) and that's only the first page.
As of now,
no queries have entered my mind since the beginning of this book, although I'm
positive I will have some as I read on. I guess this is because I've had to
reread certain things to pick up on what Markus is setting out. I've even had
to look up a few definitions to really get what is going on, this might
frustrate me in the least, but it won't hamper my efforts to finish the book.
However, I do really want to know more about why Liesel's mom handed her kids off to foster parents. Also,
some pieces of the dialogue are in German and for some reason, seeing the
foreign words compel me to translate them somehow. So I often wonder what they
are saying word for word. I am one of those readers who fears they will miss
out on something and find themselves hopelessly thrown astray in the twisted
plot. A significant cause of my painfully slow reading habits.
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