It's finally here! What we've all been so very excited to discuss. I promised I'd keep the questions broad so that everyone will be able to participate!! Here are a few questions I thought of while reading that I thought would spur a good discussion. These are broad questions through Part 2, or page 123, or 22%/location 1464 on Kindle!

1. In the chapter Growing Up a Saumensch, death writes, "When she came to write her story, she would wonder exactly when the books and the words started to mean not just something, but everything. " What do you think this means to Liesel? How can this quote apply to your own life?

2. 100 Percent Pure German Sweat: What were your thoughts about the book burning in celebration of Hitler's birthday?

3. What are your thoughts about the narrator Death? Does death as a narrator work for you? Why or why not?

1. Wow, when I first read this, I had to look up for a moment. And read it a few times more. For some reason, I found this lyrical, and it touched me. Books have always been such an important part of my life. They take me to new places, have provided healing when I'm sad, and are always there for me no question asked. Majoring in English Literature allowed me the opportunity to gain an even deeper understanding about books. I guess I never thought about it, however books are our life story. At least they can be if we let them in. So, I found this quote to be telling of something powerful and mighty to come to our dear book thief, which is obvious from the title, but you know what I mean!

2. Books have been burned throughout so many points of our history, and it always makes me cringe at the thought of losing an important link to an era, someone's thoughts, or the truth. Sadly, I saw the burning as a metaphor to the concentration camps. I lived in Germany for 3 years, and we visited Munich. It gave me chills then, and reading this passage gave me chills now.

3. I was really interested to see how death as a narrator would play out. I'm happy to report I find him (I envision death as a he for some reason) is absolutely beautiful. He reminds me of a forlorn poet. The way he describes death as colors is very unique. Although, death in itself is unique when you think about it...

**For next week, let's read to page 239, 42% or Location 2755 on Kindle. That will take us through Part 4.