I am thankful that I was born in a time where everything is not so mayhem like Nazi Germany. Because there, whether you are Jews or you have blond hair, you still suffer, one way or another. There, misery is like pain, you really have to learn to live and survive through it. The thought of having nothing to eat, children stealing apples, boys being taken from their families in order to serve Adolf Hitler, being whipped for helping somebody else and not seeing the sky for 22 months, its haunting. I don’t think I will handle anything that intense. What I really adore about the book is the way it was written. How the words were played to create a perfect story.
Ngunit nung bisperas ng pasko noon, at hindi ko na maalala bakit naiwan kami ni Jazmine mag isa sa buong boarding house. At dahil dalawa kaming working student na naiwan sa bahay, wala kaming ginawa buong gabi kung hindi planuhin lang kung paano kami makikikain ng noche buena sa kapit bahay. Haha. Sa mga oras ng kagipitan, si Jazmine ang maasahan mo sa usapang abilidad.