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         <description><![CDATA[<div><strong>Hans as a Hero:</strong> Hans is portrayed as a hero throughout the novel.  Why it so important for there to be a hero in this story? Examine not only the ways that Hans is portrayed as a hero, but also examine how he becomes heroic for various characters and/or groups in the novel. </div><div><br></div>]]></description>
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         <title>Accordion as a Symbol </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>-"No one had ever given her music before. She would grin herself stupid" (37) <br>- ""Then there was his other savior. It was the accordion that most likely spared him from total ostracism." (183)<br>- "Papa was an accordion! But his bellows were all empty. Nothing went in and nothing came out." (537)<br>- " Rosa was sitting with the accordion, praying. 'Make them come back alive,'  she repeated. 'Please, Lord, please. All of them.'  Even the wrinkles around her eyes were joining hands." (474)<br>- "She didn't see him watching as he played, having no idea that Hans Hubermann's accordion was a story." (71)</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Power of Words </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>" he came every night and sat with her. the first couple of times he simply stayed-a stranger to kill the aloneness. a few nights after that, he whispered, "shhh, im here , its all right." P.-36</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Papa reached into his paint cart and pulled something out. He made his way through the people, onto the road. The Jew stood before him, expecting another handful of derision, but he watched with everyone else as Hans Hubermann held his hand out and presented a piece of bread, like magic. </div>]]></description>
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         <title>HANS AS A HERO</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"They were made of kindness, and silver. Like soft silver, melting. Liesel, upon seeing those eyes, understood that Hans Huberman was worth a lot." (34)</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Mans inhuumanity to man </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"<br><br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>When Liesel first comes to the Hubermann's, she has nightmares. But Hans comforts her, "...he whispered 'Shhh, I'm here, it's all right.' After three weeks, he held her. Trust was accumulated quickly, due primarily to the brute strength of the man's gentleness, his thereness. THe girl knew from the outset that Hans Hubermann would always appear midscream, and he would not leave."</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Power of Words</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Liesel's reading to the people during the bombings</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Hans Hubermann didn't gloat when he won. He was even generous enough to give each colleague one of his cigarettes back and light it for them" (464)</div>]]></description>
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         <title>MITM</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>" The jew was whipped six times. On his back, his head, and his legs. You filth! You swine! Blood dripped now from his ear. Then it was papas turn." (394)</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"The words clobbered her in the back" (53)</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>when he turned the light on in the small callous washroom that night,liesel observed the strangeness of her foster fathers eyes. They were made of kindness, and silver. Like soft silver, melting. Liesel, upon seeing those eyes, understood that Hans Hubermann was worth alot.</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"'He's not dead yet.' The words landed on the table and positioned themselves in the middle." (330)</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Accordion as a symbol- (pg 355) &quot;He would play the accordion, and it was this that Liesal remembered best. Each morning, while Papa pushed or dragged the paint cart, Liesal </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"The sound of the accordion was,in fact, also the announcement of safety." (38)<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>I'm always finding humans at their </div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>P53 ¨the words clobbered her in the back¨</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Possibly the only good to come out of these nightmares was that it brough Hans Huberman, her new papa, into the room, to soothe her, to love her." (36)<br><br>Also, on page 86, Liesel asks Hans if they could finish the book and even though Hans is&nbsp; extremely tired, he continues reading for Liesel and they finish the book together at 3am.</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>All that was really left of Erik Vandenburg was a few personal items and the fingerprinted accordion. Everything but the instrument was sent home. It was considered to big.(176)</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Man&#39;s inhumanity/ Contrast</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>(164) "Don't remind me." But Rudy Steiner couldn't resist smiling. In years to come, he would be a giver of bread, not a stealer- proof agin of the contradictory human being. So much good, so much  evil, just add water."</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"She had seen her brother die with one eye open,&nbsp; one&nbsp;still in a dream"(p.520)</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"He came every night  ans sat with her. The first couple of times,he simply stayed-a stranger to kill the aloneness. A few nights after that, he whispered, ' Shh, I'm right here, it's all right.' After three weeks, he held her. Trust was accumulated quickly, due primarily to the brute strength of the man's gentleness, his thereness. The girl knew from the outset that Hans Hubermann would always appear midscream, and he would not leave." (36-37)</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"The words were flung at her, landing somewhere on the concrete step" (270)</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Liesel, however, did not buckle. She sprayed her words directly into the woman's eyes." (262)</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>***QUESTION ONE***<br>"Hans Hubermann"<br>***QUESTION ONE***<br>"Do you still play the accordion?"<br>(173)</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"When was the last time we took these rats out for some fresh air?"</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>pg 164. " In years to come, he would be a giver of bread, not a steeler-proof again of the contradictory human being. So much good so much evil just add water." </div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>262 Liesel yelling at the mayors wife<br><br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Both items, however, were the last things on her mind. She was home, among the mayor's books of every color and description, with their silver and gold lettering. She could smell the pages. She could almost taste the words as they stacked up around her."</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Possibly the only good to come out of these nightmares was that it brought Han Hubermann, her new papa, into the room, to soothe her, to love her. He came in every night and sat with her. The first couple of times he simply stayed-- a stranger to kill the aloneness. A few nights after the that, he whispered, "Shhh, I'm here , it's alright."" PAGE 36</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Sometimes I think my papa is an accordion. when he looks at me and smiles and, I hear the notes.(527)</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"to prove to myself that you and your human existence are worth it." - Death<br>"I'm haunted by humans." <br>-Death<br>"I'm always finding humans at their best and their worst. I see their ugly and their beauty, and I wonder how the same thing can be both."<br>-Death</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"the words were visible. they dropped from his moth like jewels." (254)</div>]]></description>
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         <title>The accordian as a symbol</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"The accordions scratched yet shiny black exterior came back and forth as his arms squeezed the dusty bellows, making it suck in the air and throw it back out." (38)</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"The sound of the accordion was, in fact, also the announcement of safety".</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Accordion as a symbol- (219) That night was also the first time Papa played his accordion for months.</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><em>When it came down to it, one of them called the shots. The other did what he was told. The question is, what if the other is a lot more than one?</em></div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>" hans hubermann sat sleepy eyed on the bed and liesel would cry into his sleeves and breath him in. Every morning, just after two o'clock, she fell asleep to the smell of him." p.37</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"'Because I want to kill him.' ... 'Did you hear that, you bastards?' ... 'I want to kill the fuhrer!'"</div>]]></description>
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         <title>POW </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"When she came to write her story, she would wonder exactly when the books and the words started to mean not just something, but everything" (30) </div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><em>“I guess humans like to watch a little destruction. Sand castles, houses of cards, that’s where they begin. Their great skill is their capacity to escalate."</em></div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"You are either for the Fuhrer and against him" (105)</div>]]></description>
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         <title>MDN </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"In years to come, he would be a giver of bread not a steeler,-proof again of the contradictory human being. So much good so much evil just add water." pg 164&nbsp;<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <title>Hans as a hero</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Just past three o'clock they finished it and only the final chapter."respecting the graveyard" remanied papa his silver eyes swollen in there tiredness and his face awash with wiskers, shut the book and expected the left overs of his sleep. He didn't get them. (86)</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>" in 1933, 90 percent of germans showed unflinching support for Adolf Hilter. That leaves 10 percent who didnt. hans hubermann belonged to the 10 percent. pg. 63</div>]]></description>
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         <title>HANS AS A HERO</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Papa bent himself into a crouching position, then rose and placed his hand on her head. He stroked her hair with his rough long fingers and said, ' Of course not, Liesel. You are safe.'" (127)</div>]]></description>
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         <title>POW </title>
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         <title>Hans As A Hero</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Hans moved closer and stuck his head inside. "Do you need some help?" Mr. Kleinmann looked up. A dust broom was fixed powerlessly to his hand. "No, Hans. Please. Go away." Hans had painted Joel Kleinmann's house the previous year. He remembered his 3 children. He could see their faces</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"I'm always finding humans at their best and their worst," concludes Death, narrator of the new film, <em>The Book Thief, </em>"I see their ugliness and their beauty, and I wonder how the same thing can be both."<br><br></div><div><br></div>]]></description>
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         <title>Accordion as a symbol- &quot; Papa was an accordion!&quot; pg- 537</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><em>You could argue that Liesel Meminger had it easy. She did have it easy compared to Max Vandenburg. Certainly, her brother had practically died in her arms. Her mother abandoned her. But anything was better than being a Jew.</em></div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Do you still play the accordion?"<br>Of course, the question was really, "Will you help me?"<br>(185</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"I am haunted by humans."</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><em>“They were French, they were Jews, and they were you.”</em></div>]]></description>
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         <title>&quot;As we speak, he is plotting his way into your neighborhood. He&#39;s moving in next door, He&#39;s infesting you with his family and he&#39;s about to take you over.&quot; (254)</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>(274) </div>]]></description>
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         <title>&quot;Will you climb up into this ring with me?&quot; (254)</title>
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Hans as a hero
Hans as a hero
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"The day had been a great one, and Nazi Germany was a wondrous place." PG 156</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"When Liesel left that day, she said something with great uneasiness. In translation, two giant words were struggled with, carried on her shoulder, and dropped as a bungling pair at Ilsa Hermann's feet. THey fell off sideways as the girl veered with them and could no longer sustain their weight. Together, they sat on the floor, large and loud and clumsy. I'm sorry." 146</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[Hans as a Hero
"Papa reached into his paint cart and pulled something out. He made his way through the people, onto the road. The Jew stood before him, expecting another handful of derision, but he watched with everyone else as Hans Hubermann held his hand out and presented a piece of bread, like magic.]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[Hans as a Hero
"Papa reached into his paint cart and pulled something out. He made his way through the people, onto the road. The Jew stood before him, expecting another handful of derision, but he watched with everyone else as Hans Hubermann held his hand out and presented a piece of bread, like magic.
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POW
"When Liesel left that day, she said something with great uneasiness. In translation, two giant words were struggled with, carried on her shoulder, and dropped as a bungling pair at Ilsa Hermann's feet. THey fell off sideways as the girl veered with them and could no longer sustain their weight. Together, they sat on the floor, large and loud and clumsy. I'm sorry." 146
"The day had been a
 "The day had been a great one, and Nazi Germany was a wondrous place." PG 156
der how the same thing ca
 der how the same thing can be both.
Hans as a hero
Hans as a hero
"Will you climb up into this ring with me?" (254)
"Will you climb up into this ring with me?" (254)
POW
POW
"Max and Liesel were held together by the quiet gathering of words." (248)
MITM
MITM
(274) 
"As we speak, he is plotting his way into your neighborhood. He's moving in next door, He's infesting you with his family and he's about to take you over." (254)
"As we speak, he is plotting his way into your neighborhood. He's moving in next door, He's infesting you with his family and he's about to take you over." (254)
MITM
MITM
“They were French, they were Jews, and they were you.”
MITM
MITM
"I am haunted by humans."
Accordion as a symbol
Accordion as a symbol
"Do you still play the accordion?"
Of course, the question was really, "Will you help me?"
(185
MITM
MITM
You could argue that Liesel Meminger had it easy. She did have it easy compared to Max Vandenburg. Certainly, her brother had practically died in her arms. Her mother abandoned her. But anything was better than being a Jew.
accordion symbol
accordion symbol
Man's inhumanity to man
Man's inhumanity to man
"I'm always finding humans at their best and their worst," concludes Death, narrator of the new film, The Book Thief, "I see their ugliness and their beauty, and I wonder how the same thing can be both."


Hans As A Hero
Hans As A Hero
"Hans moved closer and stuck his head inside. "Do you need some help?" Mr. Kleinmann looked up. A dust broom was fixed powerlessly to his hand. "No, Hans. Please. Go away." Hans had painted Joel Kleinmann's house the previous year. He remembered his 3 children. He could see their faces
POW
POW 
Accordion as a symbol- " Papa was an accordion!" pg- 537
Accordion as a symbol- " Papa was an accordion!" pg- 537
HANS AS A HERO
HANS AS A HERO
"Papa bent himself into a crouching position, then rose and placed his hand on her head. He stroked her hair with his rough long fingers and said, ' Of course not, Liesel. You are safe.'" (127)
Hans as a hero
Hans as a hero
" in 1933, 90 percent of germans showed unflinching support for Adolf Hilter. That leaves 10 percent who didnt. hans hubermann belonged to the 10 percent. pg. 63
MITM
MITM
The human heart is a line, whereas my own is a circle, and I have the endless ability to be in the right place at the right time. The consequence of this is that I’m always finding humans at their best and worst. I see their ugly and their beauty, and I wonder how the same thing can be both.
Hans as a hero
Hans as a hero
Just past three o'clock they finished it and only the final chapter."respecting the graveyard" remanied papa his silver eyes swollen in there tiredness and his face awash with wiskers, shut the book and expected the left overs of his sleep. He didn't get them. (86)
MDN
MDN 
"In years to come, he would be a giver of bread not a steeler,-proof again of the contradictory human being. So much good so much evil just add water." pg 164 

POW
POW
"You are either for the Fuhrer and against him" (105)
MITM
MITM
“I guess humans like to watch a little destruction. Sand castles, houses of cards, that’s where they begin. Their great skill is their capacity to escalate."
POW
POW 
"When she came to write her story, she would wonder exactly when the books and the words started to mean not just something, but everything" (30) 
Mans inhumanity to man
Mans inhumanity to man
Hans as a Hero
Hans as a Hero
" hans hubermann sat sleepy eyed on the bed and liesel would cry into his sleeves and breath him in. Every morning, just after two o'clock, she fell asleep to the smell of him." p.37
Man's inhumanity to man
Man's inhumanity to man
When it came down to it, one of them called the shots. The other did what he was told. The question is, what if the other is a lot more than one?
Power of words
Power of words
"'Because I want to kill him.' ... 'Did you hear that, you bastards?' ... 'I want to kill the fuhrer!'"
Accordion as a symbol- (219) That night was also the first time Papa played his accordion for months.
Accordion as a symbol- (219) That night was also the first time Papa played his accordion for months.
POW
POW
"the words were visible. they dropped from his moth like jewels." (254)
Power Of Words
Power Of Words
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't be asking such things...." she let the sentence die it's own death. (145)
Accordion as a Symbol
Accordion as a Symbol
"The sound of the accordion was, in fact, also the announcement of safety".
Man's inhumanity to man
Man's inhumanity to man
"to prove to myself that you and your human existence are worth it." - Death
"I'm haunted by humans." 
-Death
"I'm always finding humans at their best and their worst. I see their ugly and their beauty, and I wonder how the same thing can be both."
-Death
The accordian as a symbol
The accordian as a symbol
"The accordions scratched yet shiny black exterior came back and forth as his arms squeezed the dusty bellows, making it suck in the air and throw it back out." (38)
 
Accordion as a symbol
Accordion as a symbol
Sometimes I think my papa is an accordion. when he looks at me and smiles and, I hear the notes.(527)
POW
POW
"Both items, however, were the last things on her mind. She was home, among the mayor's books of every color and description, with their silver and gold lettering. She could smell the pages. She could almost taste the words as they stacked up around her."
Mans dual
Mans dual 
pg 164. " In years to come, he would be a giver of bread, not a steeler-proof again of the contradictory human being. So much good so much evil just add water." 
POW
POW
262 Liesel yelling at the mayors wife


Hans as a hero
Hans as a hero
"Possibly the only good to come out of these nightmares was that it brought Han Hubermann, her new papa, into the room, to soothe her, to love her. He came in every night and sat with her. The first couple of times he simply stayed-- a stranger to kill the aloneness. A few nights after the that, he whispered, "Shhh, I'm here , it's alright."" PAGE 36
Accordion as a symbol
Accordion as a symbol
***QUESTION ONE***
"Hans Hubermann"
***QUESTION ONE***
"Do you still play the accordion?"
(173)
Man's Inhumanity
Man's Inhumanity 
"When was the last time we took these rats out for some fresh air?"
POW
POW
"Liesel, however, did not buckle. She sprayed her words directly into the woman's eyes." (262)
HANS AS A HERO
HANS AS A HERO
"He came every night  ans sat with her. The first couple of times,he simply stayed-a stranger to kill the aloneness. A few nights after that, he whispered, ' Shh, I'm right here, it's all right.' After three weeks, he held her. Trust was accumulated quickly, due primarily to the brute strength of the man's gentleness, his thereness. The girl knew from the outset that Hans Hubermann would always appear midscream, and he would not leave." (36-37)
POW
POW
"The words were flung at her, landing somewhere on the concrete step" (270)
power of words
power of words
"She had seen her brother die with one eye open,  one still in a dream"(p.520)
Accordion as symbol
Accordion as symbol
All that was really left of Erik Vandenburg was a few personal items and the fingerprinted accordion. Everything but the instrument was sent home. It was considered to big.(176)
Man's inhumanity/ Contrast
Man's inhumanity/ Contrast
(164) "Don't remind me." But Rudy Steiner couldn't resist smiling. In years to come, he would be a giver of bread, not a stealer- proof agin of the contradictory human being. So much good, so much  evil, just add water."
Power Of Words
Power Of Words
P53 ¨the words clobbered her in the back¨
Man's inhumanity to man
Man's inhumanity to man
I'm always finding humans at their 
Accordion as a Symbol
Accordion as a Symbol
"The sound of the accordion was,in fact, also the announcement of safety." (38)

Accordion as a symbol- (pg 355) "He would play the accordion, and it was this that Liesal remembered best. Each morning, while Papa pushed or dragged the paint cart, Liesal
Accordion as a symbol- (pg 355) "He would play the accordion, and it was this that Liesal remembered best. Each morning, while Papa pushed or dragged the paint cart, Liesal 
Power of Words
Power of Words
"'He's not dead yet.' The words landed on the table and positioned themselves in the middle." (330)
Hans As A Hero
Hans As A Hero
when he turned the light on in the small callous washroom that night,liesel observed the strangeness of her foster fathers eyes. They were made of kindness, and silver. Like soft silver, melting. Liesel, upon seeing those eyes, understood that Hans Hubermann was worth alot.
Accordion as a Symbol
Accordion as a Symbol
Power Of Words
Power Of Words
"The words clobbered her in the back" (53)
MITM
MITM
" The jew was whipped six times. On his back, his head, and his legs. You filth! You swine! Blood dripped now from his ear. Then it was papas turn." (394)
Hans as a Hero
Hans as a Hero
"Hans Hubermann didn't gloat when he won. He was even generous enough to give each colleague one of his cigarettes back and light it for them" (464)
Power of Words
Power of Words
Liesel's reading to the people during the bombings
Empty
Hans as a Hero
Hans as a Hero
When Liesel first comes to the Hubermann's, she has nightmares. But Hans comforts her, "...he whispered 'Shhh, I'm here, it's all right.' After three weeks, he held her. Trust was accumulated quickly, due primarily to the brute strength of the man's gentleness, his thereness. THe girl knew from the outset that Hans Hubermann would always appear midscream, and he would not leave."
Mans inhuumanity to man
Mans inhuumanity to man 
"


HANS AS A HERO
HANS AS A HERO
"They were made of kindness, and silver. Like soft silver, melting. Liesel, upon seeing those eyes, understood that Hans Huberman was worth a lot." (34)
Power of Words
Power of Words 
Hans as a hero
Hans as a hero
" he came every night and sat with her. the first couple of times he simply stayed-a stranger to kill the aloneness. a few nights after that, he whispered, "shhh, im here , its all right." P.-36
Hans as a Hero
Hans as a Hero
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"Papa reached into his paint cart and pulled something out. He made his way through the people, onto the road. The Jew stood before him, expecting another handful of derision, but he watched with everyone else as Hans Hubermann held his hand out and presented a piece of bread, like magic.
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POW
POW
"When Liesel left that day, she said something with great uneasiness. In translation, two giant words were struggled with, carried on her shoulder, and dropped as a bungling pair at Ilsa Hermann's feet. THey fell off sideways as the girl veered with them and could no longer sustain their weight. Together, they sat on the floor, large and loud and clumsy. I'm sorry." 146
"The day had been a
 "The day had been a great one, and Nazi Germany was a wondrous place." PG 156
der how the same thing ca
 der how the same thing can be both.
Hans as a hero
Hans as a hero
"Will you climb up into this ring with me?" (254)
"Will you climb up into this ring with me?" (254)
POW
POW
"Max and Liesel were held together by the quiet gathering of words." (248)
MITM
MITM
(274) 
"As we speak, he is plotting his way into your neighborhood. He's moving in next door, He's infesting you with his family and he's about to take you over." (254)
"As we speak, he is plotting his way into your neighborhood. He's moving in next door, He's infesting you with his family and he's about to take you over." (254)
MITM
MITM
“They were French, they were Jews, and they were you.”
MITM
MITM
"I am haunted by humans."
Accordion as a symbol
Accordion as a symbol
"Do you still play the accordion?"
Of course, the question was really, "Will you help me?"
(185
MITM
MITM
You could argue that Liesel Meminger had it easy. She did have it easy compared to Max Vandenburg. Certainly, her brother had practically died in her arms. Her mother abandoned her. But anything was better than being a Jew.
accordion symbol
accordion symbol
Man's inhumanity to man
Man's inhumanity to man
"I'm always finding humans at their best and their worst," concludes Death, narrator of the new film, The Book Thief, "I see their ugliness and their beauty, and I wonder how the same thing can be both."


Hans As A Hero
Hans As A Hero
"Hans moved closer and stuck his head inside. "Do you need some help?" Mr. Kleinmann looked up. A dust broom was fixed powerlessly to his hand. "No, Hans. Please. Go away." Hans had painted Joel Kleinmann's house the previous year. He remembered his 3 children. He could see their faces
POW
POW 
Accordion as a symbol- " Papa was an accordion!" pg- 537
Accordion as a symbol- " Papa was an accordion!" pg- 537
HANS AS A HERO
HANS AS A HERO
"Papa bent himself into a crouching position, then rose and placed his hand on her head. He stroked her hair with his rough long fingers and said, ' Of course not, Liesel. You are safe.'" (127)
Hans as a hero
Hans as a hero
" in 1933, 90 percent of germans showed unflinching support for Adolf Hilter. That leaves 10 percent who didnt. hans hubermann belonged to the 10 percent. pg. 63
MITM
MITM
The human heart is a line, whereas my own is a circle, and I have the endless ability to be in the right place at the right time. The consequence of this is that I’m always finding humans at their best and worst. I see their ugly and their beauty, and I wonder how the same thing can be both.
Hans as a hero
Hans as a hero
Just past three o'clock they finished it and only the final chapter."respecting the graveyard" remanied papa his silver eyes swollen in there tiredness and his face awash with wiskers, shut the book and expected the left overs of his sleep. He didn't get them. (86)
MDN
MDN 
"In years to come, he would be a giver of bread not a steeler,-proof again of the contradictory human being. So much good so much evil just add water." pg 164 

POW
POW
"You are either for the Fuhrer and against him" (105)
MITM
MITM
“I guess humans like to watch a little destruction. Sand castles, houses of cards, that’s where they begin. Their great skill is their capacity to escalate."
POW
POW 
"When she came to write her story, she would wonder exactly when the books and the words started to mean not just something, but everything" (30) 
Mans inhumanity to man
Mans inhumanity to man
Hans as a Hero
Hans as a Hero
" hans hubermann sat sleepy eyed on the bed and liesel would cry into his sleeves and breath him in. Every morning, just after two o'clock, she fell asleep to the smell of him." p.37
Man's inhumanity to man
Man's inhumanity to man
When it came down to it, one of them called the shots. The other did what he was told. The question is, what if the other is a lot more than one?
Power of words
Power of words
"'Because I want to kill him.' ... 'Did you hear that, you bastards?' ... 'I want to kill the fuhrer!'"
Accordion as a symbol- (219) That night was also the first time Papa played his accordion for months.
Accordion as a symbol- (219) That night was also the first time Papa played his accordion for months.
POW
POW
"the words were visible. they dropped from his moth like jewels." (254)
Power Of Words
Power Of Words
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't be asking such things...." she let the sentence die it's own death. (145)
Accordion as a Symbol
Accordion as a Symbol
"The sound of the accordion was, in fact, also the announcement of safety".
Man's inhumanity to man
Man's inhumanity to man
"to prove to myself that you and your human existence are worth it." - Death
"I'm haunted by humans." 
-Death
"I'm always finding humans at their best and their worst. I see their ugly and their beauty, and I wonder how the same thing can be both."
-Death
The accordian as a symbol
The accordian as a symbol
"The accordions scratched yet shiny black exterior came back and forth as his arms squeezed the dusty bellows, making it suck in the air and throw it back out." (38)
 
Accordion as a symbol
Accordion as a symbol
Sometimes I think my papa is an accordion. when he looks at me and smiles and, I hear the notes.(527)
POW
POW
"Both items, however, were the last things on her mind. She was home, among the mayor's books of every color and description, with their silver and gold lettering. She could smell the pages. She could almost taste the words as they stacked up around her."
Mans dual
Mans dual 
pg 164. " In years to come, he would be a giver of bread, not a steeler-proof again of the contradictory human being. So much good so much evil just add water." 
POW
POW
262 Liesel yelling at the mayors wife


Hans as a hero
Hans as a hero
"Possibly the only good to come out of these nightmares was that it brought Han Hubermann, her new papa, into the room, to soothe her, to love her. He came in every night and sat with her. The first couple of times he simply stayed-- a stranger to kill the aloneness. A few nights after the that, he whispered, "Shhh, I'm here , it's alright."" PAGE 36
Accordion as a symbol
Accordion as a symbol
***QUESTION ONE***
"Hans Hubermann"
***QUESTION ONE***
"Do you still play the accordion?"
(173)
Man's Inhumanity
Man's Inhumanity 
"When was the last time we took these rats out for some fresh air?"
POW
POW
"Liesel, however, did not buckle. She sprayed her words directly into the woman's eyes." (262)
HANS AS A HERO
HANS AS A HERO
"He came every night  ans sat with her. The first couple of times,he simply stayed-a stranger to kill the aloneness. A few nights after that, he whispered, ' Shh, I'm right here, it's all right.' After three weeks, he held her. Trust was accumulated quickly, due primarily to the brute strength of the man's gentleness, his thereness. The girl knew from the outset that Hans Hubermann would always appear midscream, and he would not leave." (36-37)
POW
POW
"The words were flung at her, landing somewhere on the concrete step" (270)
power of words
power of words
"She had seen her brother die with one eye open,  one still in a dream"(p.520)
Accordion as symbol
Accordion as symbol
All that was really left of Erik Vandenburg was a few personal items and the fingerprinted accordion. Everything but the instrument was sent home. It was considered to big.(176)
Man's inhumanity/ Contrast
Man's inhumanity/ Contrast
(164) "Don't remind me." But Rudy Steiner couldn't resist smiling. In years to come, he would be a giver of bread, not a stealer- proof agin of the contradictory human being. So much good, so much  evil, just add water."
Power Of Words
Power Of Words
P53 ¨the words clobbered her in the back¨
Man's inhumanity to man
Man's inhumanity to man
I'm always finding humans at their 
Accordion as a Symbol
Accordion as a Symbol
"The sound of the accordion was,in fact, also the announcement of safety." (38)

Accordion as a symbol- (pg 355) "He would play the accordion, and it was this that Liesal remembered best. Each morning, while Papa pushed or dragged the paint cart, Liesal
Accordion as a symbol- (pg 355) "He would play the accordion, and it was this that Liesal remembered best. Each morning, while Papa pushed or dragged the paint cart, Liesal 
Power of Words
Power of Words
"'He's not dead yet.' The words landed on the table and positioned themselves in the middle." (330)
Hans As A Hero
Hans As A Hero
when he turned the light on in the small callous washroom that night,liesel observed the strangeness of her foster fathers eyes. They were made of kindness, and silver. Like soft silver, melting. Liesel, upon seeing those eyes, understood that Hans Hubermann was worth alot.
Accordion as a Symbol
Accordion as a Symbol
Power Of Words
Power Of Words
"The words clobbered her in the back" (53)
MITM
MITM
" The jew was whipped six times. On his back, his head, and his legs. You filth! You swine! Blood dripped now from his ear. Then it was papas turn." (394)
Hans as a Hero
Hans as a Hero
"Hans Hubermann didn't gloat when he won. He was even generous enough to give each colleague one of his cigarettes back and light it for them" (464)
Power of Words
Power of Words
Liesel's reading to the people during the bombings
Empty
Hans as a Hero
Hans as a Hero
When Liesel first comes to the Hubermann's, she has nightmares. But Hans comforts her, "...he whispered 'Shhh, I'm here, it's all right.' After three weeks, he held her. Trust was accumulated quickly, due primarily to the brute strength of the man's gentleness, his thereness. THe girl knew from the outset that Hans Hubermann would always appear midscream, and he would not leave."
Mans inhuumanity to man
Mans inhuumanity to man 
"


HANS AS A HERO
HANS AS A HERO
"They were made of kindness, and silver. Like soft silver, melting. Liesel, upon seeing those eyes, understood that Hans Huberman was worth a lot." (34)
Power of Words
Power of Words 
Hans as a hero
Hans as a hero
" he came every night and sat with her. the first couple of times he simply stayed-a stranger to kill the aloneness. a few nights after that, he whispered, "shhh, im here , its all right." P.-36
Hans as a Hero
Hans as a Hero
"
Hans as a Hero "Papa reac
 Hans as a Hero
"Papa reached into his paint cart and pulled something out. He made his way through the people, onto the road. The Jew stood before him, expecting another handful of derision, but he watched with everyone else as Hans Hubermann held his hand out and presented a piece of bread, like magic.
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POW
POW
"When Liesel left that day, she said something with great uneasiness. In translation, two giant words were struggled with, carried on her shoulder, and dropped as a bungling pair at Ilsa Hermann's feet. THey fell off sideways as the girl veered with them and could no longer sustain their weight. Together, they sat on the floor, large and loud and clumsy. I'm sorry." 146
"The day had been a
 "The day had been a great one, and Nazi Germany was a wondrous place." PG 156
der how the same thing ca
 der how the same thing can be both.
Hans as a hero
Hans as a hero
"Will you climb up into this ring with me?" (254)
"Will you climb up into this ring with me?" (254)
POW
POW
"Max and Liesel were held together by the quiet gathering of words." (248)
MITM
MITM
(274) 
"As we speak, he is plotting his way into your neighborhood. He's moving in next door, He's infesting you with his family and he's about to take you over." (254)
"As we speak, he is plotting his way into your neighborhood. He's moving in next door, He's infesting you with his family and he's about to take you over." (254)
MITM
MITM
“They were French, they were Jews, and they were you.”
MITM
MITM
"I am haunted by humans."
Accordion as a symbol
Accordion as a symbol
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