This is my second book from my shelf. I bought it from "Littered with Books" in Singapore because Gerald Durrells' "My Family and other Animals" was one of my favourite childhood book. The sunny Greek island of Corfu took on a mystical quality for me - an island paradise filled with never ending fun, adventure and quirky characters; not least Gerald and his eccentric family.
From "The Durrells of Corfu", Michael Haag wrote "The Durrells themselves were masters of fabulation. All of the children were great storytellers and embroiders of tales. They complained about Gerry's My Family and Other Animals ... even as they happily appropriated each others' stories and, where necessary, invented new ones" pg. xi. In this book, Haag tried to tease out what were truths and what were hyperbole, tracing the lives of the Durrells from India to England, Corfu and then Europe and the US.
I was comforted that the real lives of the Durrels were at least equal to the stories they spun. What impressed me was that they lived their lives large and with seeming abandon. I contrasted this with my own very protected and circumscribed childhood. My paternal grandmother had this deathly fear that something untoward would happen to me, the first grandson of the family. I was this precious vase that people could admire and only handle with the greatest care, lest I shattered into a million pieces. I realised that her fear for my wellbeing seeped into my own way of living. I was risk adverse. I was happiest in well controlled environments. I even made a career out of it.
I worried if I had passed this fearful spirit on to my own children. It reminded me of another book I had not read (although not on my shelf) - "Joy Luck Club", where one mother griefed that she had no spirit to give to her daughter.
But God reminded me, it is He who gives us His Spirit "For all who are led by the Spirit of God are sons of God. For you did not receive the spirit of slavery to fall back into fear, but you have received the Spirit of adoption as sons, by whom we cry, “Abba! Father!” Romans 8.14-15. May my family and I learn to live a bigger life for God.
This book is a Keeper 
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