Here’s a change, when you normally hear about a book review it’s always talking about how the author is a wizard that a uses beautiful words instead of spells or something of the sort. So I was thinking why not change everybody’s habits by doing a book review about a book I personally think is horrible, but please do not take this personally. I am writing about The House on Mango Street by Sandra Cisneros.
It starts out with the sense of a poor family moving secretly around house to house maybe along the Underground Railroad. Then it comes to introduce the main character’s friends and by a lot of inferring the main character’s name. After that it comes to introduce all of these stories with no sense of emotion by stringing them together in a blanket pattern.
A lot of people think that this is a piece of literature that should be given a lot of appreciation towards Sandra Cisneros and her book.
While others such as my companion, Fegus says, “I think this book is a complete waste of time to read and it should win the Worst Book Ever Award” No offense toward you Sandra but I personally think you could do better. After hearing all of those comments on the back of your book about how you use your Hispanic writing to influence your books I thought I would be more interested in this family’s life. This book is well liked by many educators, librarians and the like, but from my point of view this book should have been titled, The House on Horrible Street.”
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