It’s just a small story really, about among other things: a girl, some words, an accordionist, some fanatical Germans, a Jewish fist-fighter, and quite a lot of thievery. . . .
Set during World War II in Germany, Markus Zusak’s groundbreaking new novel is the story of Liesel Meminger, a foster girl living outside of Munich. Liesel scratches out a meager existence for herself by stealing when she encounters something she can’t resist–books. With the help of her accordion-playing foster father, she learns to read and shares her stolen books with her neighbors during bombing raids as well as with the Jewish man hidden in her basement before he is marched to Dachau.
This is an unforgettable story about the ability of books to feed the soul.
I read this book over the summer and literally didn't know what to do with myself when I finished. I'm not normally interested in books that are involved with actual wars because of the heavy subject matter, but this book left me amazed. Markus Zusak has an amazing way with words and manages to narrate the whole story from a point of view that was captured so beautifully... Death.
Personifying death was one of the bravest moves I've ever seen an author make, and Zusak writes as if it was second nature. Although the plot itself is quite amazing and moving, the way the story is written adds so much more to the story. I thoroughly enjoyed this book, given to me last holiday season by my aunt (it took me awhile to get around to reading it). The only thing I would have liked to know is a bit more about what happened to all of the characters at the end, I felt like all my questions weren't totally answered.
Audience: Mature High School and Adult
WARNING: This book is a very heavy read. In order to enjoy this book, you must allow yourself to look past the subject matter and get emerged into the story. It is very easy to focus on the sadder parts of the book and not be able to enjoy the writing and characters.
Find out more about the book and author at http://www.randomhouse.com/features/markuszusak/