Book
Review: The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins
"One time, when I was in a blind in a tree,
waiting motionless for game to wander by, I dozed off and fell ten feet to the
ground, landing on my back. It was as if the impact had knocked every wisp of
air from my lungs, and I lay there struggling to inhale, to exhale, to do
anything.
That’s how I feel now, trying to remember how to breathe, unable to
speak, totally stunned as the name bounces around the inside of my
skull..."
The Hunger Games was a great
adventure. Gripping from the first chapter.
I
held my breath through some parts and couldn’t put it down.
Questions I’m still pondering:
Are we as civilized as we think?
What lies beneath us?
A
heart of darkness?
Or a pure sacrificing soul craving to
be free?
Free from what exactly?
Is love the driving force?
Or is it survival?
Which force would we let win in the
end?
I
am quite surprised at its effect on me: how it has stayed with me. I refuse to
read another book until this one has finished with me.
Other good quotes from the book:
"Prim!" The strangled cry comes out of
my throat, and my muscles begin to move again. "Prim!" I don’t need to shove
through the crowd. The other kids make way immediately, allowing me a straight
path to the stage. I reach her just as she is about to mount the steps. With one
sweep of my arm, I push her behind me.
“I volunteer!” I gasp. "I volunteer as
tribute!”
“I am not pretty. I am not beautiful.
I am as radiant as the sun.”
“Kind people have a way of working
their way inside me and rooting there.”
“You’re not leaving me here alone,” I
say. Because if he dies, I’ll never go home, not really. I’ll spend the rest of
my life in this arena, trying to think my way out.”
“My mother says healers are born, not
made.”
If the author were in the room, I’m
pretty sure I would stand up and applaud.
Bravo!
Bravo!!!
