Winter is really starting to get to me. I just found out we are getting ANOTHER 6-10 inches of snow. Enough, already! I need spring: I need warm weather, cute clothes, and the promise of summer. Since it was 20 degrees out today, I spent the afternoon cleaning the house and re-reading one of my all-time favorite books, All the Light We Cannot See by Anthony Doerr (in a top reminiscent of warm weather, of course!)
Winner of the Pulitzer prize, All the Light We Cannot See is a beautifully written book about a blind French girl and a German boy whose paths collide in occupied France as both try to survive the devastation of World War II.
Marie-Laure lives in Paris near the Museum of Natural History, where her father works. When she is twelve, the Nazis occupy Paris and father and daughter flee to the walled citadel of Saint-Malo, where Marie-Laure’s reclusive great uncle lives in a tall house by the sea. With them they carry what might be the museum’s most valuable and dangerous jewel.
In a mining town in Germany, Werner Pfennig, an orphan, grows up with his younger sister, enchanted by a crude radio they find that brings them news and stories from places they have never seen or imagined. Werner becomes an expert at building and fixing these crucial new instruments and is enlisted to use his talent to track down the resistance. Deftly interweaving the lives of Marie-Laure and Werner, Doerr illuminates the ways, against all odds, people try to be good to one another.
It’s one of those books I cannot describe well enough. It’s amazing, and I highly recommend it to everyone!