This is one of the books I studied for my English literature O’level, all I remember was I didn’t much like it. Now some 40 years later and listening to it being read I am forming a different opinion.
It is very descriptive and I can picture it better than I did then. The gravity of certain event are more poignant, at the time I could only relate to the child’s view. All the characters and places are now pictures in my mind whereas they were blank and flat before. I think it is an age, experience and knowledge thing.
It is marvellous Mr Lee can remember these things and I imagine he had a vague recollection of something and elaborated it with some poetic licence.
So now I have finished the bool and remember nothing, which makes me wonder if I ever read it to the end. As being older and wiser now I can better appreciate the descriptive nature of the book and relate to the changes between childhood and present day. I am glad I gave myself the opportunity to revisit this.
