The Book Thief by Markus Zusak is one of the best Nazi-themed books ever written! The story revolves around the passion and love of reading by Liesel Meminger – The Book Thief. During bombing raids, they sneaked in the basement and she read the books for them waiting for the bombs to drop over. Death was anywhere but that didn’t stopped Liesel Meminger from being the book thief and still continue to read those books for her neighbor.
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I am not going to tell the plot of this book yet again, Amazon and some other reviewers have done it quite well…I will tell you that this is an astounding book, a beautiful book, and a book that I know I will read again and again……
I read a lot, two to three books a week, my family makes fun that I “love” so many that I read…but in the past few years there have only been a handful of books that when I finish reading the book I sit and try to think of who I can send a copy to, who can I share this wonderful experience with. A book that when I finish, I want to go back to the beginning and start over.
I am a little sorry it is listed as a young adult book, I feel that if the bookstores put it in the young adult section, so many people will be missing out on a wonderful experience. Yet it is important that younger readers, high school readers, read this book too. When I was growing up, I remember reading Diary of Anne Frank, and the feelings I had when I read it…and understanding the importance of everyone reading that book. Well, this book is that important, this book is a must read.
– N. Gargano
This is a story told by Death. An interesting point of view perhaps, but as it is set in Germany during World War II, perhaps it is entirely appropriate. It is also a story of a young girl, who in spite of having a life that no one would wish on anyone, still manages to have glimpses of pleasure through many small things, including the few books that she manages to acquire (or shall we say, steal).
It is interesting to see that it appears to be targeted to young adult readers – please don’t be put off by this – it is very much an adult story about children who are doing their best to live a normal life in times of unspeakable horror. It would also be a good way to introduce more mature readers to the history of the times. But be warned, it is quite confrontational at times, and considering who the narrator is, very sad.
To add extra punch to the story, it appears that it is the true story of the author’s grandmother. When you consider this, you realise how truly resilient we humans are, and how occasionally, and with a bit of luck, we can hold off death for a time.
– Leslie West
Very rarely a book comes out that steals my breath away. The Book Thief, by Markus Zusak is a revelation. Narrated by Death, this story follows Leisel as she steals books in Nazi Germany while she and her best friend Rudy discover the power of words, language and friendship. Zusak’s writing is mesmerizing; it’s sarcastic, emotional, sophisticated and wondrous.
If you only read one book this year, read this one. Share it with your friends and family. I don’t expect to read anything better this year, or next year either.
– B.L. Medford
Snippet : THE BOOK THIEF
The last time I saw her was red. The sky was like soup, boiling and stirring. In some places, itwas burned. There were black crumbs, and pepper, streaked across the redness.Earlier, kids had been playing hopscotch there, on the street that looked like oil-stainedpages. When I arrived, I could still hear the echoes. The feet tapping the road. The childrenvoiceslaughing, and the smiles like salt, but decaying fast.
This time, everything was too late.
The sirens. The cuckoo shrieks in the radio. All too late.
Within minutes, mounds of concrete and earth were stacked and piled. The streets were ruptured veins. Blood streamed till it was dried on the road, and the bodies were stuck there, like driftwood after the flood.
They were glued down, every last one of them. A packet of souls.
Was it fate?
Is that what glued them down like that?
Of course not.
Let’s not be stupid.
It probably had more to do with the hurled bombs, thrown down by humans hiding in the clouds.
Yes, the sky was now a devastating, home-cooked red. The small German town had been flung apart one more time. Snowflakes of ash fell so lovelily you were tempted to stretch out your tongue to catch them, taste them. Only, they would have scorched your lips. They would have cooked your mouth.
Clearly, I see it.
I was just about to leave when I found her kneeling there.
A mountain range of rubble was written, designed, erected around her. She was clutching at a book.
Apart from everything else, the book thief wanted desperately to go back to the basement, to write, or to read through her story one last time. In hindsight, I see it so obviously on her face. She was dying for it—the safety of it, the home of it—but she could not move. Also, the basement didn’t even exist anymore. It was part of the mangled landscape.
Please, again, I ask you to believe me.
I wanted to stop. To crouch down.
I wanted to say:
“I’m sorry, child.”
But that is not allowed.
I did not crouch down. I did not speak.
Instead, I watched her awhile. When she was able to move, I followed her.
• • •
She dropped the book.
The book thief howled.
Her book was stepped on several times as the cleanup began, and although orders were given only to clear the mess of concrete, the girl’s most precious item was thrown aboard a garbage truck, at which point I was compelled. I climbed aboard and took it in my hand, not realizing that I would keep it and view it several thousand times over the years. I would watch the places where we intersect, and marvel at what the girl saw and how she survived. That is the best I can do—watch it fall into line with everything else I spectated during that time.
When I recollect her, I see a long list of colors, but it’s the three in which I saw her in the flesh that resonate the most. Sometimes I manage to float far above those three moments. I hang suspended, until a septic truth bleeds toward clarity.
That’s when I see them formulate.
RED: WHITE: BLACK:
They fall on top of each other. The scribbled signature black, onto the blinding global white,
onto the thick soupy red.
Yes, often, I am reminded of her, and in one of my vast array of pockets, I have kept her story to retell. It is one of the small legion I carry, each one extraordinary in its own right. Each one an attempt—an immense leap of an attempt—to prove to me that you, and your human existence, are worth it.
Here it is. One of a handful.
The Book Thief.
If you feel like it, come with me. I will tell you a story.
I’ll show you something.
Why You Should Download : The Book Thief by Markus Zusak
The Book Thief is written by an award winning author Markus Zusak that is crafted to stir your emotions. Stricken with the certainty of death with the war stirring up, The Book Thief, Liesel Meminger didn’t falter her passion and love of reading. Imagine how it feels to listen to her voice as she reads the book while bombs are blowing everywhere? That should be very terrible! Read and get the book Thief Ebook in PDF format and download it all for free at www.allebookdownloads.com.