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The Help

by Kathryn Stockett

Written quite a time ago about the middle of last century, this wonderful novel is still topical nowadays.
Twenty two year old Skeeter has graduated from school and wants to proceed education, but according to the principles and traditions of that time her mother first of all wants to see her married. Girl used to find comfort in talking with her maid Constantine, but while Skeeter being away at school Constantine left and no one would tell sad girl where. Aibileen is a new maid, black clever woman, but with sorrow in her heart – she lost her son because of carelessness of his bosses . The third woman is Minny - Aibileen’s best friend. She is fat, small and very sassy. She is a cook who got her talent from God, but because she can’t mind her business and keep her tongue she is fired from place after place. Finally she finds a job, her new employer has come to the town not a long time ago and doesn’t know her reputation yet.
They are so different, but what unites them is one common thing – mysterious and risky project. They have grown from their time and their town, they suffocate in that atmosphere… and they cross the lines society and time created for them. They take a step and change the town they live in and the way women view each other.
The Help tells us a story about the lines to which we keep and the ones that we cross.

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...than usual. I know I aint gone have the strength to go knock on Louvenias door. Ill have to do it tomorrow after Im done cleaning up the turkey. I waddle myself from the bus stop, hardly able to keep my eyes open. I turn the corner on Gessum. A big white Cadillacs parked in front a my house. And there be Miss Skeeter in a red dress and red shoes, setting on my front steps like a bullhorn. I walk real slow through my yard, wondering what its gone be now. Miss Skeeter stand up, holding her pocketbook tight like it might get snatched. White peoples dont come round my neighborhood less they toting the help to and fro, and that is just fine with me. I spend all day long tending to white peoples. I dont need em looking in on me at home. I hope you dont mind me coming by, she say. I just . . . I didnt know where else we could talk. I set down on the step and ever knob on my spine hurt. Baby Girl so nervous around her Granmama, she wet all over me and I smell like it. The streets full a folks...

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All comments: 7

abiflip

28 Apr 2011 09:24:15

this book is nice i love it

jRoxy13

27 Nov 2010 06:33:08

Not as good as I had heard. Well-written, but a bit cliched.

01 Jun 2010 11:31:42

Thank you!

01 Jun 2010 11:28:12

I like this book!

01 Jun 2010 11:28:09

I like this book!

01 Jun 2010 11:27:11

Good book!

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bharrington9

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MAE MOBLEY was born on a early Sunday morning in August, 1960

petra.salazar

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spot Minny in the back center seat. Minny shor

krisarella20

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raining. He slip off the loading dock, fell down on the drive. Tractor trailer didnt see him and crushed his lungs fore he could move. By the time I found out, he was dead. That was the day my whole world went black. Air look black, sun look black. I laid up in bed and stared at the black

sonja

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MAE MOBLEY was born on a early Sunday morning in August, 1960. A church baby we like to call it. Taking care a white babies, thats what I do, along with all the cooking and the cleaning. I done raised seventeen kids in my lifetime. I know how to get them babies to sleep, stop crying

conbelanhlung

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are big. Ive been waiting at home with the news for four hours. Missus Stein told me, clearly, this is a very small deal. Keep our expectations between low and nonexistent. I feel obligated to communicate this to Aibileen so she doesnt end up disappointed. Ive hardly even figured out how I should feel about it myself.

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