Reader's Journal #4

August 9, 2011
7th Grade
Dear Reader's,
          Unfortunately this is my final reader's journal of the summer. Although it is my last I wanted it to go out with a bang. That is why I have chosen a book written by Katheryn Stocket. It is called "The Help". Although this book is also in the process of becoming a book, I have chosen too read the book yet again. This book spoke out to me because it was like none other. A lot of books are mostly in the eyes of the people living in the house. This book is different because it is in the eyes of the help, literally. I also thought this book would be good because in other books people are always doing scandalous things, but who is the one who hears it all, the help. Whether it is the butler, maid, chef, or just plainly the babysitter they are the eyes and ears of the house. I wanted to get a chance to read this book because I could tell this was not going to become a fad. What I mean is it was sort of a one time opportunity to have a book like this because there wouldn't be more of it. The first thing you need to know about this book is that Ms. Leeflot was not the prettiest flower in the garden. On pages one-two,  paragraphs 4-1, she was described like this. "twenty-three years old and as lanky as a fourteen-year-old boy. Even her hair is thin, brown, see through. She try to tease it up, but it just make it look thinner." I just wanted to quote this passage, so you get a feel of what she looks like. Back to the story, so basically what Eugenia Phelan, nicknamed skeeter did was take care of white babies. She also cooked and cleaned. She was what you could call a miracle woman. On page 1, paragraphs 1-3 the miracle in her comes out.- I know how to get them babies to sleep, stop crying, and go to the toilet bowl before there mamas even get out of bed in the morning.
But I ain't never seen a baby yell like Mae Mobely Leeflot. First day I walk in the door, there she be, red-hot hollering with the colic, fighting that bottle like it's a rotten turnip. Miss Leeflot, she looked terrified at her own child. "What am I doing wrong? Why can't I stop it?"
It? That was my first hint: Something is wrong with this situation. So I took that pink, screaming baby in my arms. Bounced her on my hip to get the gas moving it didn't take a two minutes fore Baby Girl stopped her crying, got to smiling up at me like she do. But Miss Leeflot, she don't pick up her own baby for the rest a the day. I seen many women get the baby blues after birthing. I reckon that's what it was.- I felt like in this passage everyone can see that "Skeeter" has this motherly intuition that really helps her in these types of situations. I really enjoyed reading this book. It is a real page turner. I would reccomend this book to people that enjoy comedy and sticky situations in books. I would rate this book a 4 out of 5. Mostly because the type of language that was used was a bit hard for me to understand. What I mean by that of course, I guess southern people have a different way of saying things. For instance instead of "of" they say "a", and "reckon" instead of "guess". Although I will not be blogging anymore I will be writing reader's journals. I hope that everyone that reads my blogs will enjoy them.
Sinverely,
Gabriella Goldstein