My original review is here
For my pitch, I have chosen Good To A Fault by Marina Endicott. Why, you ask?
For one, this book has important questions. The fact that we are so busy and consumed in our daily lives, where we don’t usually notice the things that are outside our field of vision without really being aware until it literally smacks us in the face. In Marina’s novel, she tells the story of a woman who is single, lives alone until one car accident which she is involved in changes her life as well as her outlook. She takes in the children as well as the mother in law of the woman who is hospitalized. The father goes off, at first, no one knows where he is. Did he abandon the children? The woman has no idea how long or if she will even get out of the hospital.
As the story continues, the main character is basically taking these children into her home, not knowing the basic things about them. With help from her neighbour, later the pastor of her church, the mother’s brother, she eases into the role of caregiver and nurturer for these children. She reflects on past issues – her divorce, her parents who both died from cancer; whom she had taken care of as well.
The parishioners of the church she attends think she is absolutely crazy.
So, these are my questions for all of you.
Would you make a decision such as this, and just take children into your home not knowing anything about them?
Would you notice someone who needs help while you are going about your business, even if that meant being late, giving of yourself to someone who you wouldn’t normally communicate / interact with?
Would you do the same as the character in the book by taking children that or would be normally sent into foster care into your own home to be safe and cared for?
A few months ago, I came across an article in the Toronto Star about a man who was laying in the street, reaching for anyone that was walking by him for help. He was actually in the midst of dying. Most people who either walked by him, or drove by him just kept on going. One person had taken the time to call 911 to alert the police and paramedics to this man. How many others just walked by and just assumed that someone else would call or labelled him as an addict, a homeless person addicted to some other substance?
How have we become so callous and dismissive of others? I don’t know. That question lays in the mind of the person being asked.
I know for myself, I will be taking the extra minute if I happen to come across someone needing help to help them, no matter the amount of time it takes. That is just me. My feeling is that I treat people the way I would want to be treated by someone else. Make sense?
“As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn’t supposed to ever let you down probably will. You will have your heart-broken probably more than once and it’s harder every time. You’ll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. You’ll fight with your best friend. You’ll blame a new love for things an old one did. You’ll cry because time is passing too fast, and you’ll eventually lose someone you love.
Don’t be afraid that your life will end, be afraid that it will never begin.
So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you’ve never been hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you’ll never get back.
This is my pitch for the CBC Canada Reads Make Your Pitch Contest.