since my eye has not healed as i thought it would, i spent the day reading instead of looking at my computer and doing work. and boy did i get a good book
might i suggest this for your reading list:
a poignant tale of a young jew, elie wiesel (the author), who was sent to a concentration camp in WWII. it's so sad yet so grabbing. i cried more times then i did for david pelzer's 'the child called it'. the descriptive autobiography is more than just a compelling tale, but a voice and a cry for the world to stop and see what they are doing.
as we speak, genocide is happening in sudan. it happened in rhawanda and in serbia (yes the serbia in the worldcup) a mere decade ago when most of us were alive in singapore. it is still happening now in sudan, where tribes are being abolished with rifles and bayonets. children as young as 4 are gang raped by sick militants. young boys are randomly hacked to death. and children are the main targets as they are seen as the next generation.
after reading Night, i felt so helpless against the world. as war rages wilding behind me, i feel as though i was detached from the planet, that i was watching a movie or reading about somewhere else in the galaxy where violence is condoned. where hacking babies to death was a pastime.
it's a first book that i finished in one sitting. 5 hours and i was done. this book is for everyone who think that genocide and war doesn't concern them.
i thought so too.
