![]() ![]() The “young girl” is Claire, fourteen years old, assigned to be a Birthmother. From the very first line: “The young girl cringed when they buckled the eyeless leather mask around the upper half of her face and blinded her,” Son transported me right back into Lowry’s world, but a much darker, more frightening one than what I remember from The Giver. Son is a far more adult, far more sombre book than The Giver, or perhaps I have just grown up. I’ve grown up with these books, and reaching the end of this series feels, in many ways, like ending a chapter in my own life. ![]() So you can imagine the chill I got when, reading Son at 29, I realized that I must again be fairly close to the age of Jonas in this story. One of the reasons The Giver resonated so much with me is that I read it when I was fairly close to the age of its protagonist Jonas. ![]() Lois Lowry’s The Giver changed my life when I was 14 (see story here), and reading Son feels like coming full circle. I can’t even begin to explain how much this book means to me. ![]()
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