Of Mice and Men(Summer Reading)

I talked a little bit about this book when I was writing about The Pearl and I spoke very highly of it. I read this book, truthfully less for pleasure and more because It was on the reading list. My grandfather was a professor and he taught Steinbeck, so my mom thought it would be a good choice for me. When I started it it was good, but I didn’t think much more of it. By the end of the book I couldn’t keep it down, and it made me so sad, but in a good way. I loved how the whole book flowed, and built up to the ending, but very subtly so you didn’t know that anything was getting built up. Lenny, the main character is such an exaturated version of what I think anybody in the world would be like, but his stupidity makes you love him even more. Though he is a little exaggerated, you don’t care by the end of the book, because you are so distracted by all the action and sorrow. I thought this was a great depiction of what the depression would be like, even though I obviously was not alive for it. I think this was my favorite book that I read this summer and I hope that I didn’t give anything away, because I think everybody should read it.