I've been reading The Help on my iPhone and have to say again how much I love that phone!!! I read Jackie's blog post about it HERE and decided to try reading it on the phone. Great experience so far. I grew up in the segregated South and remember the separate restrooms, drinking fountains, waiting rooms, and lives. I also remember when things changed and schools were integrated and transitions made. I can't put this book down. Even though it was written by a white woman, she seems to have captured the essence of the experience. I haven't finished it yet but am basing that on what Jackie wrote. What to me might seem accurate might not to someone non-white who lived through it. Empathy can go pretty far but is no substitute for the reality of experience. Unless someone went through it, too, I don't think anyone really knows what it was like to be pregnant and unmarried in 1963 when the best of all available bad choices was to give my baby away. So I don't presume to know how it is to be discriminated against for being gay, black, etc, but do sincerely empathize.
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I just recently read the book. As I wasn't around in 1963, I have relied upon the stories told by parents and other family members. And yes, there felt like there was a great deal of truth in the book. Probably why I couldn't put the book down.
i'm going to look for it now that i am on break and have free time!
xxalainaxx
Okay, let's spend a moment realizing that you are reading a book on your phone.... speaking of what was not available in 1963.
(I am still holding out on anything other than a page made out of wood pulp...)
Sounds very interesting. I'll keep it in mind.
LOL! True, Froggy! Changes!! And I do love the gadgets.
I'm with Froggy.
I love the feel of actual books.
And I, too, should read this. i keep hearing people say how much they like it.
I have yet to "fall prey" to electronic books. I love to read and I love books. Just an FYI, being from North Carolina, this was my life. Well my mother's anyway. My mother had a woman that worked for her family who was more of a mother than her real mom on some days. We had "help" when I was growing up but not full-time. I loved Alberta and she was part of the family but I read this book and realized how different things seemed from my eyes. I sincerely hope that my family treated these special women better than what is portrayed in the book but I will never know that for sure. I cannot go back and change anything but I can make sure that my children grow up with an entirely different perspective.
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