https://padlet.com/renee_simon/j0971lvb7o00 en-us 2018-03-14 22:08:21 UTC 2024-10-05 09:14:09 UTC hello@padlet.com renee_simon https://padlet.com/renee_simon/j0971lvb7o00/wish/242126228 2018-03-14 22:12:06 UTC https://padlet.com/renee_simon/j0971lvb7o00/wish/242126228 renee_simon https://padlet.com/renee_simon/j0971lvb7o00/wish/242176840 2018-03-15 03:25:49 UTC https://padlet.com/renee_simon/j0971lvb7o00/wish/242176840 renee_simon https://padlet.com/renee_simon/j0971lvb7o00/wish/242177774 The Book Thief is narrated by Death who tells of a story of a young girl, Liesel Meminger who was moved to live with a foster family.  She realizes shortly that her parents went missing because of Adolf Hitler.  Her foster family takes in a man named Max who is a Jew.  Liesel becomes close friends with him and he gives her a book painted to make the pages blank. He tells her to write her own story, so she does.  Liesel develops a strange friendship with the mayors wife, Ilsa Hermann. She often stole books from her because she had such a large fascination with books. Hans tries to help a prisoner but is punished by the Nazi soldier. Hans is he conscripted as punishment for this. They send Max away in fear that the soldiers will search their house because of Hans actions. Rudy is wanted by the soldiers to be taken to a special training school, but his family makes an exchange for him to stay home and his father to be conscripted. Hans comes home after breaking his leg in a bus accident. Liesel sees Max marching through and learns that he has been captured. She begins to walk with him and the Nazi guard beats both her and him. She tries to continue walking but Rudy stops her to save her. While Liesel is writing in her book, the street is bombed and everyone dies. She has no one left, so she lives with Ilsa Hermann for a while. Liesel ends up married with kids and Max survived the concentration camp. ]]> 2018-03-15 03:32:12 UTC https://padlet.com/renee_simon/j0971lvb7o00/wish/242177774 renee_simon https://padlet.com/renee_simon/j0971lvb7o00/wish/242179614 "A human doesn't have a heart like mine. 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. Still, they have one thing I envy. Humans, if nothing else, have the good sense to die." -Death, page 491]]> 2018-03-15 03:45:56 UTC https://padlet.com/renee_simon/j0971lvb7o00/wish/242179614 renee_simon https://padlet.com/renee_simon/j0971lvb7o00/wish/242179885 2018-03-15 03:47:42 UTC https://padlet.com/renee_simon/j0971lvb7o00/wish/242179885 renee_simon https://padlet.com/renee_simon/j0971lvb7o00/wish/242182855 2018-03-15 04:08:34 UTC https://padlet.com/renee_simon/j0971lvb7o00/wish/242182855 renee_simon https://padlet.com/renee_simon/j0971lvb7o00/wish/242186495 "The fingers of her soul touched the story that was written so long ago in her Himmel Street basement."]]> 2018-03-15 04:32:23 UTC https://padlet.com/renee_simon/j0971lvb7o00/wish/242186495 renee_simon https://padlet.com/renee_simon/j0971lvb7o00/wish/242186605 "The last time I saw her was red. The sky was like soup, boiling and stirring. In some places it was burned. There were black crumbs and pepper, streaked across the redness."]]> 2018-03-15 04:33:19 UTC https://padlet.com/renee_simon/j0971lvb7o00/wish/242186605 renee_simon https://padlet.com/renee_simon/j0971lvb7o00/wish/242187169 2018-03-15 04:36:24 UTC https://padlet.com/renee_simon/j0971lvb7o00/wish/242187169 renee_simon https://padlet.com/renee_simon/j0971lvb7o00/wish/242188246 2018-03-15 04:43:40 UTC https://padlet.com/renee_simon/j0971lvb7o00/wish/242188246