War Book Blog- First Post

-Purple Hibiscus-


     Kambili reminds me of myself in some ways. She loves her father, but its easily shown that his religious views and ways can be very overwhelming. Especially for a teenage girl. While reading this novel, I had flashbacks of many times when my grand mom would turn every conversation into religion. Im not saying that Im not religious at all, but Im only 17. Its easily understood for young teens to be confused and not want to talk about God in every conversation. But, I also had to respect my grand mom. Kambili is a very respectful child to her father no matter what. Respect for family members, especially elder ones, shows a sign of honor and value. 

"A love sip, he called it, because you shared the little things you loved with the people you loved. Have a love sip, he would say, and Jaja would go first. Then I would hold the cup with both hands and raise it to my lips. One sip. The tea was always too hot, always burned my tongue, and if lunch was something peppery. my raw tongue suffered. But it didn't matter, because I knew that when the tea burned my tongue, it burned Papas love into me(Adichie page 8)." After reading this, it stuck to me. I pictured this whole scene in my head very vivid and clear. It really shows how much love Kambili has for her father. As little as sipping from the same cup of tea shows such an abundance amount of love she has for him.