Reflections On The Glass Castle By Jeannette Walls

When we were assigned to read The Glass Castle I was skeptical of how I would feel about it. Usually when we are forced to read a book in class I never find it appealing and often don 't actually read the entire book, but I was pleasantly surprised. This story was so capturing and interesting to see how Jeanette lived. She was put through so much and was raised by parents who were unstable, she struggled every day of her life but somehow she found a way to see the positives in her life. Never once did she lose hope, nor did she give up. Jeannette Walls most definitely had many more hardship than I could ever imagine, but I did relate how she identified with her image. She didn 't think she was beautiful, when she looked in the mirror she saw …show more content…
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