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 | H by Nathalie O. Baez | Reviewed by Alice Klein | |
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| Publisher: Trafford Publishing
http://www.traffrd.com/ ISBN: 141204720X Genre: Fiction Subgenre: Mainstream Release date: December 2004 Format: paperback Pages: 37 Price: $12.21 | |||
| H is a short but compelling piece of literature. Outwardly, it is a journal written by a young girl to a friend. She talks of injury, abandonment, and losing her way in life. Faced by multiple tragedies at the early age of thirteen, an accident in which she loses most of the toes on her right foot, her mother's desertion four months later, and her regret over a young man, this journal actually goes much deeper. The young lady's life is changed forever, and in her writings she attempts to learn and teach the lesson that we must not take things for granted.
Anyone who has ever doubted his way along life's path, anyone who has had a tragedy befall him and needs some inspiration -- these are the people that will be drawn to read this book. The specifics need not be discussed, just the underlying lessons. Caught up in feeling sorry for herself, the young lady, upon entering the water for the first time since her ordeal, an environment that she loved to distraction before, sums it up best. "You sensed this, I feel, in leaving me alone and surely enough when my body could not fight anymore with either the water or my emotions I floated fully motionless except for the shaking of my body, a side effect of the weeping that seemed to have been born from my throat and raised by my rib cage. I was hurt and healed simultaneously, and for the first time in my life feared that I would never stop crying. I cried for the youth that my lost toes befriended and stole from me, for my mother who chose to not stay to find out if I would become great and if I was capable of salvaging happiness in my life, for the naivete that I lost before even understanding it was something I possessed, I cried for this new life that no longer felt like a life." You too, reader, may shed a tear when you read. But the lesson it teaches is worth a few tears. | |||
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