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sarahzucca 's review for:
The Murmur of Bees
by Sofía Segovia
SPOILER IN LAST PARAGRAPH
Wow. I can only imagine the absolute masterpiece this book is in Spanish. I am really interested in possibly taking it in now.
This book was the perfect amount of classic Spanish realism, historical fiction, and Mexican culture narrative. It included piece of history I knew nothing about such as the Spanish Flu and Agrarian Reform, included cultural elements I was barely familiar with such as hacienda life and the roles of a traditional Catholic family. And included the touch of magical realism of a boy who sees and feels far more in this world than I can imagine to get me hooked and inspired to feel harder.
One of my favorite things in this book was the take on bees. Usually they’re used to represent resilience or good old fashioned building from nothing as a community. There are hints of this. But I’m this book, they’re protectors and family members. They’re the “becoming one with nature.” They’re sidekicks and friends. And Simonopio IS the bees, they are him. I thought this was a fresh idea and loved, having bees myself, thinking of what they could be saying or feeling or comforting me through. And what I can do for them and their nature cohorts.
Here’s the spoiler -
One of my favorite piece of writing from this book was when Francisco died and the chapter-long descriptions of his dying minutes. I never thought truly what it could be like to be hit in the back with a bullet. What would I feel? Would I get lucky and feel no pain either? What would I think? Would I also be confused and care so much I couldn’t sort out my thoughts? I appreciate that obviously the author had never been through such a thing but still captured the nuances of the last moments of life. It broke my heart and put into perspective some of the things I should probably be saying aloud now. Because nothing in life is guaranteed.
Wow. I can only imagine the absolute masterpiece this book is in Spanish. I am really interested in possibly taking it in now.
This book was the perfect amount of classic Spanish realism, historical fiction, and Mexican culture narrative. It included piece of history I knew nothing about such as the Spanish Flu and Agrarian Reform, included cultural elements I was barely familiar with such as hacienda life and the roles of a traditional Catholic family. And included the touch of magical realism of a boy who sees and feels far more in this world than I can imagine to get me hooked and inspired to feel harder.
One of my favorite things in this book was the take on bees. Usually they’re used to represent resilience or good old fashioned building from nothing as a community. There are hints of this. But I’m this book, they’re protectors and family members. They’re the “becoming one with nature.” They’re sidekicks and friends. And Simonopio IS the bees, they are him. I thought this was a fresh idea and loved, having bees myself, thinking of what they could be saying or feeling or comforting me through. And what I can do for them and their nature cohorts.
Here’s the spoiler -
One of my favorite piece of writing from this book was when Francisco died and the chapter-long descriptions of his dying minutes. I never thought truly what it could be like to be hit in the back with a bullet. What would I feel? Would I get lucky and feel no pain either? What would I think? Would I also be confused and care so much I couldn’t sort out my thoughts? I appreciate that obviously the author had never been through such a thing but still captured the nuances of the last moments of life. It broke my heart and put into perspective some of the things I should probably be saying aloud now. Because nothing in life is guaranteed.