Chesapeake, VA, USA | Member Since 2014
Our family had a "maid", in the 1950's and her name was Maggie. She was kind and responsible for me, much of the time, as my mother was ill. We did not live in the south, but I remember having the same questions about the "differences" between Maggie's life and the lives of the white people surrounding me. After my mother died, Maggie moved to Chicago with our family. I wasn't aware, until many years later, that Maggie had a family of her own. And that raised more questions. Among them - "why didn't Maggie choose to stay in NY with her own family?" Eventually Maggie did go home, to NY. I never saw her again . . . but she will forever be the loving, motherly bridge that eased my way into my new life with a hostile step-mother.
Ms. Stockett's portrayals of the many different personalities and experiences of her characters rang exceedingly true, for me. The narrators are superb! I would not have wanted to read this book in my "own voice", after hearing the dialects of the readers.
This was the best book I have listened to in many years. I thoroughly enjoyed it - and recommend it highly.
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