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      <title>Symbols in The Book Thief by Kate Heasman</title>
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      <pubDate>2017-05-02 15:55:14 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Colours<br>- "Her hair was a close enough brand of German blond, but she had dangerous eyes. Dark brown" (31)<br>- "There was murky snow spread out like a carpet. There's concrete, empty hat-stand trees, and grey air" (27)<br>- "The Colors: Red, White, Black. They fall on top of each other. The scribbled signature black, onto the blinding global white, onto the thick soupy red" (14)<br>- "First the colors. Then the humans. That's usually how I see things" (3) "First up was white... Next is signature black... The last time I saw her was red." (6,9,12)<br><br>Himmel Street:<br>- "Whoever named Himmel Street certainly had a sense of irony. Not that it was a living Hell. It wasn't. But it certainly wasn't a Heaven either" (26)<br><br>Jesse Owens:<br>- "Talk that he was subhuman because he was black and Hitler's refusal to shake his hand were touted around the world. Even the most racist German were amazed with the efforts of Owens, and word of his feats slipped through the cracks." (56)<br><br>Accordion:<br>-"The sound of the accordion was, in fact, also the announcement of safety. Daylight." (38)<br>- "Papa made the accordion live. I guess it makes sense, when you really think about it./How do you tell if something's alive?/You check for breathing." (38)<br>- "They sat maybe thirty meters down from it, in the grass, writing the words and reading them out loud, and when the darkness was near, Hans pulled out the accordion." (70-71)<br>- "Some days Papa told her to get back into bed and wait a minute, and he would return with his accordion and play for her." (37)<br><br>Books:<br>- <br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-04-21 18:46:54 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Books:&nbsp;<br>- "Beneath her shirt, a book was eating her up" (122)<br>- "The point is, it didn't really matter what that book was about. It was what it meant that was more important./**The Book's Meaning**/ 1. The last time she saw her brother / 2.The last time she saw her mother" (35)<br><br>Accordion:<br>- "For nearly an hour, she remained, spread out under the kitchen table, till Papa came home and played the accordion. Only then did she start to recover" (99)<br>- "The Hubermanns could't find their flag... / It turned up, buried behind the accordion in the cupboard" (103)<br><br>Colors:<br>- "They stood and walked to the kitchen, and through the fog and window, they were able to see the pink bars of light on the snowy banks of Himmel Street's roof. / 'Look at the colors,' Papa said. It's hard not to like a man who not only notices the colors, but speaks them." (87)<br>- "Even Papa's music was the color of darkness. / Even Papa's music." (100)<br>- "The only thought that continually recurred was the yellow tear. Had it been dark, she realized, that the tear would have been black." (100) </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-05-02 15:55:14 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Symbols</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Himmel Street:<br>- "On the whole, it was a street filled with relatively poor people, despite the apparent rise of Germany's economy under Hitler" (46)<br>- "Himmel Street children were on the lookout for stray coins. German Jews kept watch for possible capture" (169)<br>- "**ONE NAME, ONE ADDRESS** Hans Hubermann. Himmel Street 33, Molching" (193-194)<br><br>Books:<br>- "She also left the books for Mas to read...<br>"Where Hans Hubermann and Erik Vandenburg were ultimately held together by music, Max and Liesel were held together by the quiet gathering of words" (248)<br>- "Occasionally he brought the copy of <em>Mein Kampf</em>...<br>"'It's the best book ever.' Looking at Papa and back at the girl. "It saved my life." (217)<br><br>Food:<br>- "Liesel would of given him some food from her place, but there wasn't an abundance of it, either. Mama usually made pea soup." (149)<br>- "It was brought about by one inescapable force-Rudy's hunger." (149)<br>- "Unaccustomed to such luxury, they knew it was likely they'd be sick. They ate anyways." (153)<br>- "... The food..." (140)<br>- "It was inevitable. The depressing pea soup and Rudy's hunger finally drove them to thievery" (150)<br><br>Accordion:<br>- "Then there was his other savior. It was the accordion that most likely saved him from total ostracism" (183)<br>- "He carried the accordion with him during the entirety of the war" (178)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-05-05 17:10:42 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Symbols</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Max's&nbsp; Stories:<br>-"As time passed by, the girl and I realized we had things in common.<br>TRAIN<br>DREAMS<br>FISTS" (231) (<em>The Standover Man</em>)<br>-"It makes me understand that the best standover man I've ever known is not a man at all..." (235) (<em>The Standover Man</em>)<br>-"Next to the wall, <em>The Standover Man </em>sat, numb and gratified, like a beautiful itch at Liesel Meminger's feet." (238)<br>-"***A GUIDED TOUR OF SUFFERING***<br>"To your left,<br>perhaps your right,<br>perhaps even straight ahead,<br>you find a small black room.<br>In it sits a Jew.<br>He is scum.<br>He is starving.<br>He is afraid.<br>Please - try not to look away." (138)<br><br>Colours:<br>-"'The sky is blue today, Max, and there is a big long cloud, and it's stretched out, like a rope. At the end of it, the sun is a yellow hole...'" (249)<br><br>Books:<br>-"She'd gone through The Mud Men four times now and was enjoying her reacquaintance with The Shoulder Shrug. Also, each night before bed, she would open a fail-safe guide to grave digging. Buried deep inside it, The Standover Man resided. She mouthed words and touched the birds. She turned the noisy pages, slowly." (246) </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-05-06 12:42:00 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Colours:<br>-"They watched the Jews come down the road like a catalog of colors." (391)<br>-"The sky was white-horse grey... Papa's lungs were full of sky." (436-437)<br>-"Above me, the sky eclipsed - just a last moment of darkness - and I swear I could see a black signature in the shape of a swastika." (491)<br>-"So many humans so many colors" (309)<br>-"Very few people were out on the streets. Rain like grey pencil shavings." (326)<br>-"She died in a suburb of Sydney... and the sky was the best blue of afternoon" (543)<br>-"In Liesel's vision, the sky I saw was grey and glossy. A silver afternoon" (547)<br>-"The red sky still showering its beautiful ash." (534)<br>-"He lay with his yellow hair and closed eyes" (535)<br><br>Jesse Owens:<br>-"'Come on, Rudy, come on, Jesse Owens, don't you know I love you..." (535)<br><br>Accordion:&nbsp;<br>- "***PASSED ITEMS, HAND TO HAND***<br>Blocks of cement and roof tiles. A piece of wall with a dripping sun painted on it. An unhappy-looking accordion, peering through its eaten case." (498)<br>-"The accordion case fell from her grip. The sound of an explosion." (534)&nbsp;<br>-"'Please,' she said, 'my papa's accordion. Could you get it for me?'" (538)<br><br>Himmel Street:<br>-"***A SMALL, SAD HOPE***<br>No one wanted to bomb Himmel Street. No one would bomb a place named after heave, would they? Would they?" (497-498)<br><br>Food:<br>-"Possibly the only time that Max'x illness didn't hurt was at dinner. There was no denying it as the three of them sat at the kitchen table with their extra soup or potatoes. They all thought it, but no one spoke" (330)<br>-"It was the beginning of the greatest Christmas ever. Little food. No presents." (312)<br>-"An empty bowl of soup was next to the gifts" (333)<br><br>Food/Books:<br>-"'You hungry?/ Rudy asked. Liesel replies. 'starving.' For a book." (287)<br><br>Books:<br>-"She remembered her books in the moments of worst sorrow, especially the ones that were made for her and the one that saved her life" (546)<br>-"The book. The words. Her fingers were bleeding, just like they had on her arrival here." (534)<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-05-18 17:48:08 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[As time passed by, the girl and I realised we had things in common]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-12-10 07:17:48 UTC</pubDate>
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