During this time in Molching, Germany many bombings were going on. Sometimes they would happen in the middle of the night, with little warning. Many people would crowd into one family’s basement, and many were frightened. Leisel saw the fear in people and decided to start reading to help calm people. For at least twenty minutes, she handed out the story. The youngest kids were soothed by her voice, and everyone else saw visions of the whistler running from the crime scene (Zusak 381). Leisel, when she read, helped calm people,distract them, and survive in these tough times that could’ve been disastrous. If she wouldn’t have read, people could’ve had started to fight, and they might’ve been dead. With her brother dying, Liesel had next to nothing to help her through hard times. When her brother had died, she had found a book next to the place where he was buried. She connected the book with her brother and learned to read. She started to love to read. At the Nazi book burning on Hitler’s birthday she stole her second book. “[...] The gates of thievery would open just a crack, and Liesel Meminger would widen them a little further and squeeze through (Zusak 117). These books that Liesel was accumulating, helped her live in the hard times of World War
During this time in Molching, Germany many bombings were going on. Sometimes they would happen in the middle of the night, with little warning. Many people would crowd into one family’s basement, and many were frightened. Leisel saw the fear in people and decided to start reading to help calm people. For at least twenty minutes, she handed out the story. The youngest kids were soothed by her voice, and everyone else saw visions of the whistler running from the crime scene (Zusak 381). Leisel, when she read, helped calm people,distract them, and survive in these tough times that could’ve been disastrous. If she wouldn’t have read, people could’ve had started to fight, and they might’ve been dead. With her brother dying, Liesel had next to nothing to help her through hard times. When her brother had died, she had found a book next to the place where he was buried. She connected the book with her brother and learned to read. She started to love to read. At the Nazi book burning on Hitler’s birthday she stole her second book. “[...] The gates of thievery would open just a crack, and Liesel Meminger would widen them a little further and squeeze through (Zusak 117). These books that Liesel was accumulating, helped her live in the hard times of World War