THE SUMMER OF 1942

Liesel is saying in her written words that summer was a new beginning and a new end. When Liesel looked back  to the summer, she remembers her slippery hands of paint and the sound of papa's feet on Munich street.Liesel knows that a small piece of the summer belongs to only one man. And that is papa.
Papa gets paid with a price of half a cigarette.
  The first time Liesel drinks champagne she was slightly put off by the coolness of her cup, then she looked at papa for approval he grinned and said "prost,madel- cheers girl."(Zusak 357). When she went to take a drink she was bitten by the sweet taste of the champagne. Her reflexes made her spit up on papa's overalls. Then the laughed and she took another drink and this time she swallowed it. Papa asked her why she asked for champagne? Why not she asked. He looked at her and said, "I didn't want you thinking that champagne bottles are only used for rolling paint."(Zusak 357).

     A very special day for me is when my family had a family reunion a couple years ago. It was special to me because I got to be around my family and friends  plus that was the last day that I seen my great grandmother alive. That was special to me because I got to see her for the last time before she went to heaven. That day I could smell the beautiful outdoors and taste the beauty of the day. We ate, played games, and showed each other how much we love each other.

Works Cited:
Zusak, Markus.  The Book Thief.  NY:  Alfred A. Knopf, 2005.  Print.

THE FLOATING BOOK PART 2

The floating book is the book Liesel is reading called "The Whistler."  She likes to carry it and  feel it in her hand, either the spine or the rough edges of paper. One day, Liesel was carrying the book as she walked with Rudy when they ran into Viktor Chemmel and his friends.  Viktor began tormenting Liesel about her book, so she tried to act like it wasn't important to her.  Viktor said, "I'll tell you what fifty marks and you can have it back" (Zusak 301). Unfortunately for Liesel, "she knew the exact moment when Viktor Chemmel established that the book was a prize possession" (Zusak 301).  Chemmel grabs the book from Liesel and throws it in the river.  Rudy shows his loyalty to Liesel by saving the book after Viktor Chemmel threw it in the riverbank. Afterwards, Rudy wants to kiss Liesel because he has longed to kiss her for so long and he loves her so much.

 I've shown loyalty to all my best friends by helping them with whatever problems they have.  If they need money, then I'll give it to them because I trust my friends to pay me back.  I am also very loyal to my boyfriend who I love with all my heart. We have been together 5 years and he lives in Wisconsin but we have remained very loyal to each other. We have never cheated on each other and we have a wonderful bond when we are together. We can talk about anything and we barely ever fight. I'm also very loyal when it comes to church and things like that. I'm loyal to my grandma and grandpa; whenever they ask me to do something, I do it.  If my grandparents ask me to go get something for them I go and get it.  I am very loyal to the people I love and I hope they are just as loyal to me.

Works Cited:
Zusak, Markus.  The Book Thief.  NY:  Alfred A. Knopf, 2005.  Print.

*********THE STORY OF MAX'S LIFE, AND THE STORY OF MY LIFE***************

Max writes about his thoughts instead of about his life. He said that the thoughts felt true and they were more real than the letters he wrote to his family or best friend Walter Kugler. The pages were becoming a series of sketches which to him summed the events that had swapped his former life. Some of the sketches took minutes and others took hours. He said to himself when all the nonsense was over he would give the book to Liesel when she was old enough. Liesel was seeing sketches of Hitler and the nazis having meetings and all the dead bodys that the nazis had killed.

"Holy Christ,Liesel grasped you scared me Max."(pg.281)


Yes she did not shrink or step away. All I ask is a small part of anything we take. A dozen apples here or there. A few leftovers for me and my friend."(pg.273)
 

My life story is I was born on march 14th 1991 at Broadlawns medical center. My mom was 15 when she had me. When I was two  my mom had 3 other kids and she could no longer take care of us so we went to court and she signed her rights away. So then we went to foster care, and a couple weeks later I went to live with my grandma and my sister wnet to live with her grandma. Then when I was 5 I went to live with my dad and my older brother and my step mom. When I was 6 my brother molested me and I was scared and didn't know what to do so I waited to tell my dad until my brother moved out.  Life was going good all through my younger school years till I was 10 when my dad and step mom got a divorce. My dads new girlfriend had two sons and they were bad and my dad was always so angry. Then when I was about 13 or 14 my dad got back on drugs so I went to live back with my grandma. When I got in high school thats when my life started to change, I started hanging out with the wrong people and started drinking and always partying and never coming home.Then one day I got a phone call and it was my mom I hadn't talked to her in 10 years. My grandma couldnt handle me anymore so she sent me to live with my mom. My mom was not the person I thought she was gonna be. She was so angry and a alcoholic and a pot smoker, she made my life hell. When my little brother thats 1 was born she went to jail so I had to drop out of school and take care of him and my other little brother and my little sister. When she got out I couldn't   take it anymore so I moved out and went to live with my friend, Then I met my boyfriend. He was the nicest person I ever met. Then 5 months later I found out I was pregnant. Our relationship did not last because he was to controlling so I left him. Now here I am and I live with my grandma againand im prgnant still and im going to school. Thats my life story.

Works Cited:
Zusak, Markus.  The Book Thief.  NY:  Alfred A. Knopf, 2005.  Print.