David Kherdian re-creates his mother's voice in telling the true story of a childhood interrupted by one of the most devastating holocausts of our century. Vernon Dumehjian Kherdian was born into a loving and prosperous family. Then, in the year 1915, the Turkish government began the systematic destruction of its Armenian population.
I found this a fascinating read. It was the perfect follow-up to the novel “Sandcastle Girls” by Bohjalian. I was lucky to be studying some of my shelves and rediscovered this gem at precisely the right moment! The author writes about his mother’s life in Turkey in the early 1900s and centers on the Armenian Holocaust by the Turks. This Newbery Honor Book was totally engrossing and an easy fast-moving story. Bojahlian’s book mentioned the same places in this real-life story.
I purchased this book years ago for the Sonlight history/literature course I used for my youngest son (excellent program for homeschoolers, by the way). But I hadn’t read it then because I ended up adapting the course for my son's interests and didn’t include the full roster of books in their syllabus. It is written for young adults, but like any Newbery Honor Book (it received numerous other awards as well), it is worthwhile reading for adults as well.
Well, it took me a little while to realise that I am in fact already familiar with David Kherdian’s 1979 and 1980 Newbery Honour winning non fiction account of the Armenian Genocide (and specifically of David Kherdian’s mother’s traumatic childhood experiences as an Armenian, as a victim of Turkish war criminality and aggression) The Road from Home: A True Story of Courage, Survival, and Hope (which we are reading in May 2022 for the Newbery Club in the Children’s Literature Group).
For indeed, my Social Studies teacher used the alternative title The Road From Home: The Story of an Armenian Girl in December 1984 (when I was in grade twelve) as a quasi school textbook when we during our covering of WWI and WWII also and for me most appreciatively analysed and dissected not only the Holocaust but also the Armenian Genocide (and both of them in quite a lot of very meticulous detail, not very comfortable of course and traumatic, triggering and personally horribly painful, but totally and utterly required, necessary, and yes for me, also very much desired and wanted).
And in fact the main reason why my teacher used and made us read The Road From Home: The Story of an Armenian Girl was that there really was in 1984 not as yet a lot of readily available and young adult friendly books and materials on the Armenian Genocide and that Mr. Wilson felt we should be covering the Armenian Genocide with as much detail as the Holocaust, something that in retrospect I very much applaud him for, since even today, while the Holocaust is generally being taught at school, that is still often not the case with the Armenian Genocide.
But also for our 1984/1985 Social Studies class, we in fact had two “classmates” who were the arrogant and majorly annoying twin sons of a Turkish diplomat. And considering how much this like his twin sons equally arrogant and putrid diplomat mouthed off that The Road From Home: The Story of an Armenian Girl was being read in class and that anything about the Armenian Genocide was even being taught, the fact that both my teacher and the school principal totally stood their ground, refused to budge and basically told Mr. High and Mighty to mind his own business, that his previous sons would have to read The Road From Home: The Story of an Armenian Girl and that the Armenian Genocide would be taught, and yes, including Turkish guilt, you know, with the recent horrors of rampant book banning and the ridiculous powers given to parents to have books removed from classrooms and teaching materials censored in many parts of the USA in particular, I sure appreciate that in the 1980s, at least at my school, teachers and not parents with a sense of entitlement generally controlled what was being read and what was being taught.
Now with regard to the book itself, while I considered The Road From Home: The Story of an Armenian Girl really painful and horrifying thematically but as already mentioned also necessarily so when we read The Road From Home: The Story of an Armenian Girl in class in 1984, I equally found David Kherdian’s writing style personally approachable and his mother’s story both heartbreaking and in the end also hopeful and heartwarming. However, reading The Road from Home: A True Story of Courage, Survival, and Hope in 2022, as an older adult, yes, David Kherdian’s writing style might well and actually sometimes feel a bit too simple for some adult readers, but considering that The Road from Home: A True Story of Courage, Survival, and Hope is a young adult account, is a story geared towards teenaged readers, that occasional over simplification of style and narration does not really bother me all that much.
Four stars for The Road from Home: A True Story of Courage, Survival, and Hope and the only reason why my rating is not five stars is that I do think David Kherdian should be including a bibliography with suggestions for further reading.
I read this book because it is directly from my ancestors' experiences. Maybe not exactly the woman who tells this story, but my family fled Armenia during the genocide. Very heartrending to read the tragedies that befell Veron and her family. It hits very close to home for me, since it's about my people, and since this genocide goes largely unrecognized to this day.
Uno di quei casi in cui ci si trova in difficoltà nello scrivere un commento: David Kherdian non scrive un romanzo, ma racconta la storia di un popolo, gli Armeni, e del genocidio perpetrato ai loro danni agli inizi del Novecento dal popolo turco. Lo fa narrando la storia della madre, Veron, della sua difficile infanzia di profuga ed esule in marcia e in fuga attraverso i territori ostili della Turchia, quelli ospitali della la Grecia, fino all'arrivo negli Stati Uniti d'America, dove con il matrimonio inizierà una nuova vita. Peccato però che ad un argomento indubbiamente interessante, poco conosciuto ai più (se non attraverso autrici come Antonia Arslan e il suo La masseria delle allodole) di quello che fu lo sterminio degli ebrei di Turchia, commovente e terribile per le modalità e l'atroce disumanità con cui gli Armeni furono trattati non solo dai Turchi, ma anche e soprattutto per il disinteresse dell'intera comunità internazionale, non corrisponda una scrittura altrettanto emozionante e vibrante. È probabile che scrivere di "cose di famiglia" e non solo delle vicissitudini del suo popolo e soprattutto farlo attraverso la voce narrante della propria madre non sia stato particolarmente facile per l'autore; peccato però che questo, se da un lato non diminuisce il valore della testimonianza storica del suo romanzo, dall'altro manca di accrescerne il valore letterario.
3.5 stars rounded up You know, this book makes WAY MORE SENSE now that I realize I wasn't reading a work of fiction. I kept thinking 'this is a story well-worth telling, but that should have been the moment of climax. I don't get why she was reunited with her grandmother at this point and not later.' Well, there is a reason for that. This is nonfiction! And life rarely works out as neatly as you'd hope. May that knowledge help you push through this book. It is not, I fear, a super riveting read. I almost DNFed at several points. The story, though, is one that doesn't get told often and curiosity about the Armenian genocide kept me coming back even when I felt bored with the narrator, Veron. Her emotions just didn't make sense. But I get it more now. Worth reading at least once. The abrupt ending definitely left me wanting more but perhaps that is also part of why it works. By the end you are rooting for Veron and her life in America. This is a book that touches on many massive, world-changing moments in history but all through the eyes of a child, leaving lots of questions about family, culture, identity, and heritage. I'm pleasantly surprised to find that I enjoyed it by the end.
I read this years ago, and it was the first I'd ever heard about the Armenian genocide in World War I Turkey. I don't remember it ever being mentioned in school. Kherdian's narrative is chilling and yet ends well, at least for his mother, whom this book is really about. Highly recommended for older children.
Kherdian writes of his mother's memoirs of growing up during the Armenian massacres and turmoil placed upon them during World War I and the continuing war between the Turks and Greeks. His mother was one of the fortunate few who survived the marches, bombings, and raids. This is an invaluable witness to racial inhumanity. I am stunned at people's capability to commit wholesale murder.
Genocide is a blight on our history, and it happens far more often than people in stable societies realize. This story brings a new light to the consideration of current refugees from war and genocide. How can one stand by and let people be killed and burned to death in their homes when one has the means to help? Why do we so easily, and flippantly, say that those who are seeking refuge should stay in their country and fight? We let fear and ignorance dictate our attitude. Reading Kherdian's mother's experience, the inanity of such a stance is betrayed.
Because of the importance of the material, and the quality of writing, I would give this book 5 stars were it not for the disappointment of the ending. I was not unhappy because it ends with an arranged marriage ("mail-order," even), but because it left off so much earlier than the reader expects. Too much of Veron's story remains untold, feeling like there should be a sequel, but I don't believe there is. She was a remarkable young person, whose personality forged itself into determination and resourcefulness and somehow managed to keep its capacity for hope in a better future despite the loss of her entire immediate family, an uneasy exile and near-starvation for years, and a horrible wound that resisted healing.
Still, Kherdian fulfilled the charge of his mother and her contemporaries to "Tell my story!" so that the memory of the crimes against them would not be lost. This book certainly deserves its spot on the 1980 list of Newbery books.
I have very mixed feelings about this book. I am glad I read it. I learned both about the Armenian death march to the Syrian desert in 1915, about the Treaty of Sévres, followed by the Great Fire of Smyrna (Izmir, as it is known today). This horrific event of September 1922, the Great Fire of Smyrna, is briefly depicted in Middlesex. I had always wanted to learn more. In The Road from Home the author describes his Armenian mother's experiences from her birth in 1907 through 1924. The reader follows with the author's mother through these terrible times. You learn about the Armenian culture and about the different cultural groups living in Anatolia at this time - the Arabs, the Armenians, the Turks, the Kurds..... Clothing, food and daily life routines, marriage ceremonies and festivals are depicted.
This is a young adult book. You felt it was a young adult book, and I mean that in a negative sense. You primarily notice the childish tone in the dialogue passages. At the same time, horrific historical events occurred. In addition family members spoke extremely cruelly to the author's mother. After such confrontations, there is no "discussion", no "working through" of these hurtful statements. I believe this is dangerous in a young adult book. I felt that one minute I was reading a documentary for adults and then wham it changed to a child's book with childish dialogue. Who is this book written for? An outstanding book will be appreciated by both young adults and adults. Unfortunately much is told rather than experienced or shown. Often one feels that the reader is being taught or instructed rather than learning by living through the characters' lives portrayed in an engaging tale. The prose had no sparkle, and as I pointed out before, the dialogue is terrible. Really, I do not think a child would appreciate it any more than I do.... Kids deserve better writing.
I will give it three stars, but if I were to judge it as a child's book I would only give it two. Informative, but not engaging reading. Kids must be given really good books. We don't want to destroy their love of reading.
"The Road from Home" is a prize-winning (Newbery Honor Book) biography that is intended for advanced readers. It is a true story that tells about the the life and adventures of Veron Kherdian who endured the devastating holocaust of the Armenian people by the Turkish government in the early 1900's.
I gave this book a 4-star rating because of its rivoting plot and its message of hope, faith, and perseverance. After enduring unimaginable suffering and pain at the hands of her captors, Vernon makes the following statement, "As time went on, it became clearer to me that what separated people - or brought them together - was the way they responded to their excperiences."
Having married into an Armenian family, I have heard family members speak of the Armenian holocaust. Now I have an understanding of that terrible event for myself. May it change me - may it change all of us forever!
This book was so sad. Mostly because it's a true story and this really did happen to the author's mother. But it's also sad because the events themselves are sad. She keeps moving from this place to that, gaining and losing friends and family - and every time she moves she has decisions to make that will impact the rest of her life.
The ending was so, so heartwrenching. She can't look back - she has to keep going, keep moving, keep doing, and obviously it was the right choice or the son would never have written it. But she was so young and had so many decisions early on. Every time she thinks she's safe, the world is better, and she's learning to fit into the new normal she has now, something comes along and she gets uprooted all over again. It's told very quietly and simply, which makes it that much more heartfelt.
(thanks for the rec, JJ - you were right, as usual)
David Kherdian re-creates his mother's voice in telling the true story of a childhood interrupted by one of the most devastating holocausts of our century. Vernon Dumehjian Kherdian was born into a loving and prosperous family. Then, in the year 1915, the Turkish government began the systematic destruction of its Armenian population.
A book about the best days of her childhood in the shallows of the saddest and horrible event Armenian Genoside headed by Turks.
As an Dutch girl reading this breaks my heart. Because this is just a single story of a soul but reflects the history of Armenians. I will give this book to my kids to read. I did not jnow mutch of the history of the people of Armenia, now I know some more.
This is the novelized story of the author's mother, an Armenian Christian who was deported during the genocide of Armenians by the Ottoman Turks, beginning in 1915. It's a Newberry honor book, but I would not give it to a middle grade reader because some of the content is mature in the sense that what happened to the Armenians was horrible. I think this is an important book to read largely because no one remembers what happened to the Armenians anymore; it's not taught in schools. But the quotations that begin the book -- the original decree from the Turkish government juxtaposed with a quote from Hitler saying that no one will care about the Jews because "who remembers the Armenians anymore?" -- are just chilling.
The book is well-written, too, though, and Veron's optimistic character (in the face of so much evil) pulls the reader through. The author did not make too much of the Armenian's faith, although this was (I think) the major reason for the genocide by the Muslim Turks. There are bits and pieces here and there that show that it was also Veron's faith that enabled her to survive the years of fear and loss. But this is handled a little clumsily, probably the only thing about the book that is.
I'd recommend it for any teen's study of modern history -- and general reading by both teens and adults. (This book is also included in Sonlight's 20th Century History core.)
In The Road From Home: The story of an Armenian girl (that's the title my copy was published with), David Kherdian tells the story of his mother's experience as a young Armenian girl living in Turkey, and how she survived the 1915 Armenian genocide.
Kherdian writes in his mother's voice, Veron's voice, which is brought to life so clearly and achingly, Mr. Kherdian as storyteller seems to completely disappear. Veron's telling is very honest and straightforward (though never sensational) when describing horrific events. But even living through these events, Veron fiercely holds on to what joy she can find, and hope. That is why this personal story, while such a tragedy, is also a miracle.
I'd recommend The Road from Home for readers 8th grade and up. Because of the emotionally difficult subject matter, this book might be good for a class to read (I don't mean out loud), or for a parent to read at the same time as their teenager. The book is of special interest because the Armenian genocide is often not addressed in the schools.
I listened to the audio of this book and found it very interesting. What struck me the most was the hopeful voice of Vernon. She reminded me to be thankful and to look for God's blessings in everything and everywhere.
This is a book worth recommending to World History teachers who want to suggest books to their students when studying various atrocities in history. Most students will have heard of the German Holocaust and Hitler's attempt to wipe out the Jewish population, but many will not know that Turkey attempted to do the same to the Armenians, not once, not twice but three times. And still today, the hatred in the Middle East between Christians and Muslim continues to erupt into violence and the destruction of innocent lives. Yes, history repeats itself because it takes much courage and strength to stand up to Evil.
Pair this book with Forgotten Fire by Adam Bagdasarian
I read this book when I was a teenager and I can still remember how it made me feel twenty years later. A powerful book about a horrible genocide that has been largely ignored for a century. This book is the only exposure I have had to the genocide of the Armenian people in 1915. Without this book, I might have never known and that is testament enough of its importance and power.
1.5 million people murdered, and yet I had never heard of it before I read this book. The story of the Armenian genocide was disturbing and devastating; the story of people who should never be forgotten.
Solid introduction to the Armenian genocide for middle schoolers. This would be a good complement to WWI studies.
This book does a good job of communicating pain and heartbreak without being too heavy, and communicating the culture, humanity, and joy of the Armenian people.
A gripping and heartbreaking account of the WWI era Armenian genocide, which I am embarrassed to admit I was not aware of before picking up this book. Incredibly poignant how the author adds a quote of Adolf Hitler at the start of the book in which he uses the extermination of the Armenian people which occurred decades prior to justify his campaign of destruction. The horrific descriptions of boiling water being poured down from boats onto desperate refugees to prevent them from boarding have been burned on my brain.
The Grandma’s words to her family on their final night together: “However we may be dispersed…we are one family. If one of us should die, something in all of us will die, and if only one of us lives, then some part of each of us will live. Fortune cannot be built on misfortune. What the Turk is doing is mad; we must pray that we will not also be driven mad as a result—as victims of this aberration that has taken hold of them. For ourselves, we must never give up our hope and belief in life, or our faith in God. There is luck that brings ill, and there is ill that brings luck. Let us wait and see which of God’s doors will be opened to us.”
“God does not have a nationality, nor does life.”
“…our talks lack the kind of reality they must contain if we are to plan an escape. It’s too late now to discuss why we are in this predicament, unless that knowledge also contains a solution.” “I think I have finally figured out why [Armenians] are so theoretical or, as Mother puts it, why there are two political parties for every Armenian. It comes from not having a country of our own to run, and therefore, none of our theories is ever tested. We play at government the way children play at house.”
The main character’s feeling about the orphanage where she was unknowingly only temporarily safe: “I liked the discipline and order of the orphanage. Everything had to be just so: our beds properly made; our hair combed and neatly braided; our uniforms clean and ironed. I liked this. It made me feel cared for, and it gave my life a direction and purpose. I felt I had a home again, and friends—and I would no longer be forced to move from place to place.”
“In addition to the girls who were forcibly taken or purchased by the Arabs during the deportations, there were many cases where mothers, realizing they could not feed their children, willingly gave them up to the Arabs…All these girls had been tattooed, either below the lip or on the cheek or forehead. Whenever we saw a new girl with little blue marks on her face, we knew she had been freed from the Arabs. …these girls felt deeply shamed and were very unhappy. However, there were cases where Armenian girls had become brides of Arabs, and not all these girls were happy to be rescued. Two of these older girls later escaped from the orphanage and returned to their husbands.”
“I didn’t understand at first why we were so changed, because I had always thought that blood was such a strong tie, but as time went on, it became clearer to me that what separated people—or brought them together—was the way they responded to their experiences. In this, it seemed, no two members of our family were alike.”
The Grandma’s words to her granddaughter: “The young heart, not the old, can heal its ache. It is necessary that you feel good about your life, that you do not feel bad about mine. And I don’t want you to feel guilty—about anything.” “But when I watch you sometimes, Grandma, I feel guilty because I have forgotten many things, and you have not, and I don’t feel sad the way you do.” “Later you will remember everything. Now you must try to forget, so your growing body and mind and spirit will not be warped or stunted, but will grow straight and true and strong, like the tree in the yard you like to sit under. Like you, it is young and growing, but I am an old tree now that is bent, waiting to return again to the earth from which I came.”
When I started reading this, I didn't realize that it was a true story, based on the life of the author's mother. After I finished, I liked it all the more when I found out it was true.
Vernon was a young girl living in the Armenian quarter in Turkey during WWI. The war doesn't have much to do with the story, besides that it was happening and contributed to the sentiment the Turkish people felt toward the Armenians.
This is a period of history that I knew nothing about so I found it fascinating and horrifying, though hardly surprising, to anyone who has studied any kind of world history. It seems, as people, we will never learn.
The Turkish people distrusted the Armenians, because, like the Jewish people in Germany, they owned a lot of the wealth and commerce. They were also a different nationality and they were Christians, in a Muslim country. All of this led the genocide of thousands of Armenian people and forced marches away from home.
***Spoilers Below!***
Vernon and her family were wealthier, and able to survive the forced marches, for a time, because of that. Vernon talks about how happy her life was and how confusing it was for a child to suddenly be forced away from everything they loved.
Her father could pass for a Turkish man, and that also helped their family survive, but disease knows no boundaries. Vernon watched as most of her family was swept away in the devastating tide of cholera. Her mother died later of a broken heart, and her father held on for awhile, but he too died.
Vernon encounters many different people, many helpful and kind, that help her eventually reach back home to her grandmother and aunt. A bomb, from invading Greeks, wounds her leg and she is taken away again to a hospital. Eventually she joins with a beloved aunt and they are driven out of Turkey and become refugees in Greece.
I loved Vernon. Her story is tragic and heartbreaking and yet she kept going. She didn't give up. She made it to America on an arranged marriage and her son told her tale. I'm sure a lot of it was fictionalized, but I think most of it was true. It had that feeling. I'm always amazed when I hear what others have lived through and survived. I am spoiled in my nice comfortable life. I worry about healthcare, and saving for retirement, but that all seems small beans compared to be forced out of your home and country and watching all your family die one by one.
3.5 stars for the writing, rounded up to 4 for the importance of reading the book.
The Armenian genocide in Turkey during World War I is one of the first systematic mass murders of a people group and one of the most hushed-up events in history. I think it's that way partially because of the efforts of modern Turkey's government. Also, it wasn't as heavily publicized as Hitler's pogroms. An appalling thing about the genocide is that Hitler used it as a justification for his Holocaust: "After all, who remembers to day the extermination of the Armenians?"
This book is the biography of Veron Dumehjian, whose story is truly horrifying. However, due to her father being rather wealthy as compared to many other Armenians, her experiences during the first half of the book portrays a mild picture of the suffering during the first few years of the genocide. Her pain is rather in the middle range. Also, she went through the genocide at a very young age, around the age of seven to twelve. Thus, her sorrow doesn't seem to run as deep as many other survivors. Had she been older, she might have felt much worse.
To remember the past is an important thing. To remember ugliness and murder are equally important. Remembering the past to prevent similar horrors in the future is one of the best things you can do right now. Understanding the pains others have gone through before will help us shed our callouses and ideally stop us from even growing one. This book will make you upset for the better, sad in a most beneficial way, and feel pain for others that are not you but could've been you nonetheless.
To end this little piece, here's a current event linked to the past for you - Turkey trying to downplay the Armenian genocide. Poor Obama, trying so hard to make sure Turkey doesn't get pissed off at him.
Seriously, you need to know this stain on history.
I have fond memories of reading this book back in the late 90s when the book first came out. I eagerly devoured the book, even underlining references to Armenia and the Genocide on the title page and a few pages after. Finally I had found a book that discussed the Genocide, something I have known about for as long as I can remember growing up in an Armenian family.
I picked the book back up recently since I plan to use it now with my students. I knew that the book would have a lot more to offer and be a lot more relatable for my students than the dry, sometimes boring "Farewell to Manzanar" which I have struggled to teach with my Gifted and Talented students for two years.
Kherdian captures the voice of the 9-15 year old girl told through the memories of an older woman, his mother. He does this job well. So many other books have narrators this age but the narrator sounds much older than they actually are. At first I was concerned at the "simplicity" of the narrator's voice but then I had a chance to compare the narrator's voice with that of the fictional narrator of the book I am reading currently, a narrator that is supposedly 11 years old.
The most atrocious parts of the Genocide do not make a direct appearance on the pages of this novel; they appear only in the vague references of the child-created memories of an older woman. The way that Veron refers to the terrible things that happened in her life and to the people around her evokes terrible beauty that a teacher can use to provoke deep thinking from her students and comparisons to the modern day. When I saw that Veron had escaped from Turkey and landed on the Greek island of Lesbos, I immediately thought of the 2015 refugee crisis and how many other refugees made that same journey just under a hundred years later.
I definitely recommend this book and cannot wait to share this experience with my students.
I chose this book because my cousin recommended it and I really wanted to learn more about the Armenian Genocide.The book is about an Armenian girl named Veron who lives in Turkey with her family before the Armenian Genocide. When the Genocide is put into action Veron's family is torn apart as they are lead on the death march. Her mother,father,grandfather,and cousins die. Luckily her father is able to bribe a soldier to get her to work for some Turkish women as a maid and it is then when Vernon is able to escape and find her family and go to a rescue home after facing possible death and making the decision whether or not to move to America with a husband or stay with her "new family." My favorite quote from the book is "What you learn in childhood is carved on stone,what you learn in old age is carved on ice." I think this quote is explaining that what you learn in childhood is carried with you throughout your life permanently while the stuff you learn in adulthood is not as important because it is not the necessities of life. I personally enjoyed the authors writing style because he incorporated Armenian words which was fun to read especially because I knew what he was saying, but at sometimes it would get confusing because he would explain things for a while and it would be hard to understand what he is talking about. I would recommend this book to mature children because there are some gory and detailed scenes that are more suitable for mature children. to be honest I think that everyone should read this book to understand the violence and trauma that people had to endure during this scarring and tragic genocide.
Kherdian tells his mother's memoirs of growing up during the Armenian massacres and the turmoil that World War I and continuing war between the Turks and Greeks placed upon even the exiled Armenians. His mother was one of the fortunate few who survived the marches, bombings, and raids. This is an invaluable witness to racial inhumanity. I am stunned at people's capability to commit wholesale murder. Genocide is a blight on our history, and it happens far more often than people in stable societies realize. This story brings a new light to the consideration of current refugees from war and genocide.
Because of the importance of the material, and the quality of writing, I would give this book 5 stars were it not for the disappointment of the ending. I was not unhappy because it ends with an arranged marriage ("mail-order," even), but because it left off so much earlier than the reader expects. Too much of Veron's story remains untold, feeling like there should be a sequel, but I don't believe there is. She was a remarkable young person, whose personality forged itself into determination and resourcefulness and somehow managed to keep its capacity for hope in a better future despite the loss of her entire immediate family, an uneasy exile and near-starvation for years, and a grievous wound.
Still, Kherdian fulfilled the charge of his mother and her contemporaries to "Tell my story!" so that the memory of the crimes against them would not be lost. This book certainly deserves its spot on the 1980 list of Newbery books.
Veron's family are Armenians living in western Turkey at the beginning of the 20th century. There was a long history of instability between the Armenians and the TurksThe Turkish government decided to get rid of the Armenian population mostly because of religious differences (the Armenians were Christian). Veron's family of well-off merchants are forced from their homes and sent on a long march south and east to the Syrian desert. Many die along the way or of disease when they reach the refugee camps. Veron survives and ultimately escapes and it able to return to her hometown and the grandmother that stayed behind. But that is just the beginning of her journey. The Greek government declares war on Turkey and begins attacking. Veron is injured and evacuated to a hospital farther west, and eventually ends up in a city on the coast of the Mediterranean Sea. Her story is still not over, with war, struggle, death and reunions with family members taking its toll on her young life. And all before she was 15! This a biographical tale of Veron's life, written by her son.
The biggest plus of this story is that it got me interested in a part of world history that we don't hear anything about in the United States. It would a good book to introduce in a unit about the Holocaust to talk about the many other mass exterminations that have happened throughout world history.
The writing was a little dry in spots and it lacked a lot of emotion.
Very gripping tale of courage and profund sadness. Perhaps one of the saddest and most moving accounts of couragein the face of adversity, of inhuman cruelty, and descriptions of unimaginable base depravity I have ever read.
If you want to understand the true plight of the Armenian genocide and the barbaric cruelty that was inflicted upon the people there is no better source. A simple, well written, tale that details the ignoble events of this period. There was blame enough for everyone to go around, the Armenians themselves for their own naivete in believing they could peacefully coexist even following the massacres of 1895 and 1909, and who allowed themselves to be lulled into a complacent sense of false security, the inhumanity displayed by both the British and French during the evacuations,The Greeks for their indiscriminate attacks, the Desert Arabs of Syria, the Kurdish rabble who raped slaughtered and pillaged the innocent refugees, and finally at the bottom of the dung heap The Turks of that time period who failed their test of humanity both in the eyes of the world and according to their own religion.
This is a moving tale, but one that leaves a feeling of deep pathos in its wake.
This should be required reading in schools as a lesson in humanity and civility towards others. Even more so in today's environment where Aremenia once again faces aggression from its bellicose neighbors, Turkey, and Azerbaijan
Author David Kherdian writes a beautiful and touching biography about his mother's childhood in Turkey in the early part of the 1900s (1913 - 1922). His mother Veron did not have much of a childhood due to the Turks wanting to rid and exterminate all Armenians from Turkey. Despite the difficulties (i.e. loss of relatives, being forced to move from one city to the next to survive), Veron remains hopeful that a good road lies ahead of the bad road.
This entire review has been hidden because of spoilers.