Kite Runner

I finished reading Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini last week but have been procrastinating the "blogging" of the book because I don't know what to write. I have never blogged before and this is a completely new experience for me. Please forgive me for my inexperience.

In my AP Lit class we (as in the students) are supposed to blog about Kite Runner. I don't exactly know what we are supposed to blog "on" and my inexperience doesn't work in my favor.

I completely jumped face first into the story. I understood the characters and loved reading the book almost as much as I love watching movies - which is saying something! The author Khaled Hosseini was able to incorporate such disgusting parts of life into a story of understanding, growing up, forgiveness, and redemption. It was truly spectacular in every way.
I absolutely loved the book. It was very heart wrenching. I remember reading when Hassan and Assef had their encounter in the alley. I wanted Hassan to give the kite back to Assef so he would leave! I was soooo upset with Amir for not helping out the best friend he ever had. I shed tears while reading the horrible events that happened; I felt sick to my stomach for the rest of the day and had a hard time eating. I felt so bad for Hassan and hated Amir for what he hadn't done, yet I understood the difficult situation he had been in. I still think he should had "grown a pair" and gone to stand up for his friend like Hassan had done for him so many times before.
After Hassan's assault and Amir was the one ignoring Hassan while Hassan was trying to be friends again I was furious with him! Especially when he yelled at Hassan telling him to leave him alone, to stop talking to him, to "leave." When Amir hid his watch and some money in Hassan's house blaming Hassan for stealing and Hassan "confessed" to the crime he didn't commit I wanted to slap Amir in the face. I wanted to shake the cowardice out of him. How could Amir not see the loyalty and love Hassan had for him?!?! I was extremely upset. My heart ached for Hassan. My stomach knots up just thinking about it.
Rahim Khan finally gets Amir to go back to Pakistan. The trip ends up changing Amir's life forever. While Rahim Khan was explaining what happened to Hassan and his wife I hoped that Hassan was still alive. I wanted Amir to be able to apologize for wronging his friend so many years before. But unfortunately that was never an option. Instead, Amir was sent on a mission to find Hassan's son. This was the last possible way to redeem himself for his mistakes in the past.
When Amir and Farid sit in the seats surrounding the field and two people, an obedient man and the screaming woman, were carried out and buried in the field I felt sick to my stomach. And how the doctors checked to see if the people were still alive disgusted me. I wanted to puke of the wretchedness written in the book. How could the school make us read about the stoning and bloody scene in which Amir and Farid watched?! It was one of, if not the most disturbing part of the entire story.
I think the most shocking part in the story was realizing Assef was the man in white. My mouth literally dropped open when I read who he was. I was appalled, but I understood how the horrid scene in the field was "possible." It was Assef, the cruel twelve year old who raped other boys his age. When Sohrab, Hassan's son, was introduced into the story by "performing" for Assef and the other security guards I wanted to rip Assef's eyes out. He was abusing Sohrab and I wanted him to stop.

I don't know what else to explain about the story except I learned a lot about the harsh realities of war, the terrible lives people lived, and the extent to no extremes people will go to to get the answers they want. This book opened my eyes into the world which can be so good yet so horrid to others at the exact same time on opposite sides of the world.

This book was astounding. I would definitely recommend it to others.