Nonfiction Book

From as long as I can remember I used to always read books. My parents made it very clear to me that if you don’t read you can’t get anywhere in life. So they made it a priority to read. Back in Nigeria I read many books like Mrs. Bello it is a Nigerian novel that many people but Nigerians will not know, but many Nigerians read it growing up. I don’t remember much about the book but my brother has told me good things about it. Even though I grew up reading I never really liked it. My parents would always try to enforce the habit of reading in me, whenever I say I want to relax the will alway suggest I read I book and I kind off didn’t like that. I always thought that I would only enjoy fiction book like Mrs. Bello, because they always appeared more interesting to me. I felt like nonfiction books were all so facts based and that they are really boring. Even though I had heard about some really good nonfiction books I would always stay away from them because they were scarily long. I just could …show more content…
He fantasies about death a lot to the point where it looks appealing, because he is so close to death, that he is almost calling out to it. What really stuck out to me was his relationship with his dad. He cared for his dad very much and didn’t want to see anything to happen to him, he was always looking after him and his dad vice versa. But he hated his father. His father was old and weak and he felt he was an unnecessary burden he had to carry, because he had to protect him and also protect himself. This didn’t sit well with me. I felt like it was almost inhumane for him to wish his father would die so he wouldn’t have to sacrifice anything. I expected that going through such a traumatic experience would bring them closer together, it felt like his dad wanted to get closer to the son, but the son wanted to grow further from the dad. This baffled me so I asked Mr.