Christopher is a young boy with Aspergers. The author has somehow captured this in an extremely well written story in the first person. I listened to Christopher is a young boy with Aspergers. The author has somehow captured this in an extremely well written story in the first person. I listened to the audio narrated by child actor Ben Tibber. He was remarkable, instantly making the voice so real. He read like he was an expert, so fluent, not missing a beat. Other smaller parts were played by different actors with small sound effects. Amazing.
The journey of this young boy shows all his intricacies, quirks, tolerances and rituals. He explains why he makes noises, why he can't tolerate things, and his literal sense of everything that happens to him.
His parents try very hard, in particular his father, and it is heartbreaking to see what happens to his family in reponse to the pressures they face on a daily basis. Christopher comes across many people who try their best for him, others that don't, and others that simply don't understand and tread him very badly.
I love his support teacher, Siobhan, her excellent way in his treatment tells us as readers how Christopher's mind works and why he acts in certain ways. He is also an excellent mathematician, explaining many processes via maths, many of which were lost on me, but this didn't matter. I captured him through his story, which was told by a story he wrote about his current happenings.
Christopher's mother struggled, which highlighted nicely the fact that not all mums need to conform to the glowing amazing successful mums; it's hard. His father was amazing but made two very bad choices, effecting his son deeply.
Written by a man who has worked with young people with Asperger's Syndrome, I felt this to be a believable, poingnant and a rip your heart out kind of story.
I listened to this on the BorrowBox platform, via my public library at 1.25 speed. Very happy to hit another 5 star read....more
I am not a literary fiction kind of gal. And have not yet to read a Salinger. This had been sitting on my shelf for a long time, borrowed from the acaI am not a literary fiction kind of gal. And have not yet to read a Salinger. This had been sitting on my shelf for a long time, borrowed from the academic library I work in. On a funny coincidence, my library copy looks almost exactly the same of this picture on 카지노싸이트, a little crease in the corner and the iconic penguin in the corner. I chose two portions that I liked:
‘..My god. I can’t even sit down to lunch with a man anymore and hold up my end of a decent conversation. I either get so bored or so goddam preachy that if the son of a bitch had any sense, he’d break his chair over my head.’
“The rest, with very little exaggeration, with books. Meant-to-be-picked-up-books. Permanently left behind books. Uncertain-what-to-do-with-books. But books, books. Tall cases lined three walls of the room, filled to and beyond capacity. The overflow had been piled in stacks on the floor. There was a little space left for walking, and none whatever for pacing.”
I enjoyed Franny’s portion more, conflicted in the miniate and trivialness of her college cohort and their frivolous pursuits, although heartbreaking in her conflict of her spirituality and search for inner peace as she reads a spiritual book and becomes increasingly obsessed with the concept.
Her brother is a cocky bloke; the long conversation between he and his mother whilst in the bathroom was interesting. His sister is on the verge of a spiritual breakdown as he tries in vein to help her see sense and try to stop her from becoming more bogged down and desperate.
The Glass family is large and complex, children smart and assured. I was glad this was only small as it didn’t resonate with me as it would have with most readers; I imagine it would have been a classic in American high schools and colleges. I am glad I read this as a part of American classical literature....more
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