to read Little Baccalaureate tempted me not a film award at the recent Polish Film Festival in Gdynia, based on one part of the book, and heard a radio interview with film director and author Janusz Majewski. This vivid description of the Lviv and Krakow, and somewhere in the background creation Marek Kondrat, which the book has the same joint as the entire film, but as the book is also fantastic meant that the I reached it. I admit that I took to the unsteady hand of the novel, fearing another sad memories of the war (lost homeland, family and friends, hunger and fear), but from the first pages of the book surprised me mile. Attracted a kind of magnet, not letting himself off to the end. Long time no longer true zaczytałam in reading. From the time Madame Antoni Libera (because these two books remind me especially - when I remember Madame automatically comes to mind Small Baccalaureate and inversely) there is no nic poza treścią. Nic tak nie wzruszało i nie cieszyło jednocześnie, nic poza tymi dwiema książkami nie pobudzało tak mojej wyobraźni, nie malowało obrazów przed oczami w trakcie lektury.
Mała matura to pełna humoru i ciepła, pomimo czasów jakich dotyczy, opowieść o dorastaniu. Dorastaniu trochę przyspieszonym przez czasy wojny, zmuszającym do dorosłych decyzji, trudnych wyborów i zapomnieniu o sentymentach. Lwów to mała ojczyzna Ludwika Taschke, kilkuletniego chłopca, być może alter ego autora książki. Przez Ludwika Majewski opowiada tę somewhat biographical history, returns to the starting time of the war from its beginning. The book (after an excellent introduction to the ancestors of Louis) begins when Louis is a little boy starting school in a difficult war conditions, and ends when he is nineteen, and it seems a high school diploma. Carefree childhood that falls to the time before the war and life in Lviv is only a prelude to the tragedy that has yet to come, which lurks behind the happy family Taschke. However, strong family ties Lwowiaków even war, even the Nazis, first German then Soviet unable discontinued. One, which goes to war is to transfer this loving family in another part of the country. After a stormy crossing, escapes and the moments of doubt Louis family moved to Krakow (it is the colorful description of well-preserved streets of Krakow, presented by Janusz Majewski on the radio I was so tempted to read). In this town, but still long for Lviv Taschke was ultimately the end of the war, and little Louis adult. In Krakow, the real war begins with a young man - about the acceptance of peers and teachers, to reconcile with its own origin, born out of affection for and admiration of the older girls colleagues, and finally, the true test of maturity - the daily life, fighting for survival in war torn world, without feelings and sentiments, in the grip of hypocrisy of people's power.
high school in Little delights fidelity with which the author maps the world of prewar and postwar Krakow Lviv. With what shall detail the mentality of people who survived, who once again have to know yourself and those around them creating a multicultural world.
book, which should be required reading in schools, because after reading the reader becomes a richer experience not only typical for excellent reading but also about the historical facts, the truth seen through the eyes of a young man. This book - the truth, full of realistic details from the descriptions of streets of Lviv, the houses, cinemas, trams (how hard it is to give that climate, not only in a film director but as stated in the book, but in his modesty, not praised.) Reading Little baccalaureate eyes, we can easily move to the imagination of those places. Majewski evokes images not only from the smallest detail but and is capable of being felt great warmth and sentiment.
special item for kresowiaków and Cracovians. For if the imagination of the reader can recall the true picture of Lviv (or Cracow) is reading a book by Janusz Majewski becomes even more beautiful and more moving experience.
For me - a perfect book if I had to assess the scale there would be no me!
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