The Dust Jacket: To five-year-old Jack, Room is the entire world. It’s where he was born and where he and his Ma eat and play and learn. At night, Ma puts him safely to sleep in the wardrobe, in case Old Nick comes. Room is home to Jack, but to Ma, it’s the prison where Old Nick has kept her for seven years, since she was nineteen. Through ingenuity and determination, Ma has created a life for herself and her son, but she knows it’s not enough for either of them. Jack’s curiosity is building alongside Ma’s desperation — and Room can’t contain either of them for much longer… Told entirely in the inventive, often funny voice of Jack, Room is a celebration of the resilient bond between parent and child, and a brilliantly executed novel about a journey from one world to another.
My Take: I really thought this would be an incredibly depressing book. It wasn’t! Hooray! How in the world can a book that’s about kidnapping, rape and the ramifications of the two be anything but a sob fest? When it’s narrated by a five year old, it seems to turn out alright. What blew my mind about this one was the concept of reality. Imagine growing up in a room for your first five years of life. Life beyond it wouldn’t exist. While the TV gives you a glimpse of the outside world it’s mostly just a fabrication of life. A slanted view on humanity and the world. So imagine being thrust into the world. Every experience would be new. There’s no way to ease in. What would be real to you? An amazing read.
Perfect For: The train ride home for the holidays. It’s a fast read.