Hello Dear Followers,
As promised, I am posting my first thoughts about “The Help.” I think so far the book is hilarious, I think it points out the obvious about everyday people in a way we wouldn’t normally say out loud.
It reminds me of other books I have read including “To Kill a Mockingbird,” “The Secret Life of Bees” and “The Color of Water” just to name a few. I couldn’t help but feel the similarities from all of these books. It’s in their tone, the circumstance and while some are heavier than others, they all have some sort of hilarity to them when stating the true facts about life.
I have to admit I haven’t read enough yet to form a complete a opinion for what I have read so far, but I can definitely already see why the popularity was so strong and I look forward to seeing the movie.
While I don’t see anything wrong with having a maid/nanny when you have children, I do feel these women in the 1960s and even today for that matter don’t take their roles as parents seriously. It’s like life is one big social hour. Mae Mobley is just looking for a little attention from the woman that gave birth to her, is she really asking too much?
While I don’t know how far into the future this book goes, I definitely see this poor little girl resenting her mother one day and having a strong attachment to Aibileen. How can she not? I mean this will be her female role model, the woman she will remember being there.
It’s funny how family members and non-family members in our childhoods can have such an impact on who we become as adults, who we gravitate to in our adult lives and who we don’t because of their lack of attention or affection or whatever.
Sharing a personal part of my own life, I always had two parents, my mother was more attentive to my brother and I than my father. My father, while he was there to put food on the table and he worked hard, I find now I hardly know him, just today I found out he was a photographer in his younger years. I find this out now simply because we never had a full father-daughter relationship. My “father-daughter” relationship occurs on a regular basis with my maternal grandfather, many often mistaken him for my father because he is always there. Many don’t know my father at all.
This relationship, or lack there of has impacted the person I’ve become as an adult, never trusting anyone entirely because no one can be counted upon even if my grandfather and mother were there for my brother and I .
I feel a similar situation could happen for Mae Mobley’s character, poor little girl. She will never fully develop a relationship with her mother, because her mother is too preoccupied with her social life to really take responsibility for her daughter’s needs and wants in life even if she is so young.
I will post soon, so until then..