I’m skipping a review of A Long Way Home by Saroo Brierley and instead suggesting that if you don’t already know this incredible story, see the film asap (note that the main difference between the book and film is that the book includes detail about Saroo’s time in India once he was reunited with his biological family, whereas the film ends with the reunion).
- Because I cried for two hours. All types of crying: sad crying, happy crying, frightened crying, relieved crying
- When you see a five-year-old alone on the streets of Kolkata (Calcutta) it’s terrifying (it was terrifying to read about, but my heart was in my throat watching it)
- For the beautiful footage of Saroo’s reunion with his biological mother (the actual Saroo, not Dev Patel) and when he introduced his adopted and biological mothers – they don’t share a language but they held each other in a way that showed their shared love – unbelievably moving.
As part of the 20 Books of Summer reading challenge, I’m comparing the Belfast summer and Melburnian winter. The results for the day I finished this book (July 14): Belfast 12°-19° and Melbourne 10°-15°.