The Death of Bees by Lisa O’Donnell
Death of Bees was another powerful recommendation by National Public Radio.
I believe in a greater power, in a God who sends things my way and that I am meant to be paying attention. Several books have been recommended to me lately which I didn’t choose, or might have avoided had I known how painfully they dealt with poor parenting and children in the depths of horrific poverty.
Here is what the lead into the book says:
Today Is Christmas Eve,
Today is my birthday,
Today I am fifteen,
Today I buried my parents
in the back yard.
Neither of them were beloved.
Oh my goodness! I am sucked in immediately. And immediately I am overcome by the grinding nature of poverty, the enormous amount of energy it takes just to be fed, to have a roof over your head, to function in the bureaucracy that seeks to ameliorate the burdens of poverty.
I am horrified by the lives of innocent children in the hands of people who should never have responsibility for anyone, even themselves, their decision making skills are so non-existent. There are parents who have no idea what self-sacrifice GOOD parenting requires, who raise children who are often trying to survive their own parents.
The Death of Bees has redemption. It has two sisters who love one another and are smarter than the average child. It has a neighbor who notices, not in a snoopy or intrusive way, but in a kind, helping and ultimately sacrificial way. It has moments of black humor, when the neighbor’s dog keeps digging at the parental graves in the backyard and bringing bones inside just at the worst moments.
Ultimately, it is a tale of survival, in spite of the parents, in spite of the system, in spite of betrayals by family and friends. There is a glimmer of hope that life may be different for these sisters, if they can survive their upbringing and overcome their childhood.
Now, go read the book 🙂



You need to spend some time in India to appreciate the Death of Bees can actually, be Art imitating Life rather than the other way round. If I may, I should like to recommend to you “Alone Together,” by Sherry Turkle. It’s one wow-some read.
I’ll have to look for it, BL. Wish you were coming to our book club 🙂
Hell no, Seattle maama- I am in a job knock on wood. The musings you see on my blog are reflections on ageing in general and the fear I have of getting there with my peculiar situation in life. More like taking stock at a watershed in my life;turning 40 on Ayn Rand’s an Shakera’s birth anniversary 🙂
Gee, that’s wonderful- I didn’t know you have also just turned 40, Seattle maama.
🙂
LLOOLLL, BL. I no longer have birthdays 🙂