The Book Thief

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A Novel-Historical Fiction novel written by Markus Zusak published in  2005 and was on the New York Times Best Seller list for more than 230 weeks. If that’s not enough to catch your attention, the book is told from the best possible omnipresent –Death, himself. And who would’ve thought Death would be so sarcastic? Come to think of it, death is quite ironic; we die when we least expect it, and we live even when we refuse.

In this day and age, who would read a book entitled The Book Thief? More importantly, who would want to steal a book?? Everyone wants an Ipad, an Iphone; gadgets for heaven’s sake! Scratch that, I’d steal a gazillion books if I could! But *ehem* let’s keep that between us and focus on convincing you to read such an amazingly incredible book, shall we?

The book revolves around Liesel, a nine year old little girl living in Germany amidst the Second World War. Now, this could be misleading. Some of you might think that because she lives in Nazi Germany, she must be living the good life as opposed to those living in countries being terrorized by the Germans.  But of course not! War is war, regardless of which side you’re on. And only Death is friends with war. At least that’s what we assumed! Apparently Death is in dire need of a vacation and to quote the book:

“They say that war is death’s best friend, 
but I must offer you a different point of view on that one. 
To me, war is like the new boss who expects the impossible. 
He stands over your shoulder repeating one thing incessantly: “Get it done, get it done.” 
So you work harder. You get the job done. 
The boss, however, does not thank you. He asks for more.”

 Sarcasm aside, I terribly enjoyed learning curse words in German. I mean, that’s partly why we want to learn a new language, right? Just to curse at someone without them even knowing! And if you’re like me, you’ll thoroughly enjoy the endearments used in this book. *wink wink*

It’s a long read, I’ll admit. I attempted to read it thrice before finally getting well into the book that I couldn’t possibly put it down. And whenever I’m forced to, it continues on inside my head involuntarily. It will just make you think about it like a lover you can’t just get enough of. The book will simply call for your attention, and you, won’t be able to resist.

 

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