Customer Reviews
The darkness of human capability - By: sara down, 04 Sep 2008 
The subtitle to this is `Memoirs of a Boy Soldier' & Ishmael Beah paints a stunning & horrifying picture of what human beings are capable of doing. The acts that he's party to, the acts that he perpetrates, are horrendous in their violence & their cruelty, & yet Ishmael's background story - how he loses his family & everything he has known & is manipulated & coerced into his actions - gives these acts a dramatic context.
Reading this true story will stir strong emotions and, in the case of this reviewer at least, put things into perspective; for those thinking life is tough with credit crunches & expensive petrol prices, think again...
A simple and powerful story - By: Gordon Eldridge, 19 Feb 2008 
This story is simply told. There are no fancy literary flourishes designed to manipulate the reader's emotions & no eloquent explanations designed to sway us to a particular viewpoint. It is the simple story of a child unwittingly caught up in the appallling violence of civil war. The narrator tells his own story. It is the story of how civil war destroys the normality of life in his village, of how he runs from the advancing violence, but eventuallly cannot avoid being drafted into its very heart as a child soldier. He describes the process of desensitization that alllows him to survive the horrors he participates in & the even more difficult process of learning to re-engage with civil society once he has been rescued from the battlefield.
Some readers may be disappointed by the fact that the book provides only very limited historical background to the conflict in Sierra Leone & by the fact that the narrator engages in only very limited introspection about what he has experienced. The plot also contains a few scenes that come across as a bit contrived & unlikely, but none of this detracts from the picture that is painted of the horrors of child soldiers involved in civil war. The power of the story lies in its simplicity & in the fact that we know it is being told by someone who lived through it.
Heartbreaking story of a war victim - By: Jaybird, 14 Feb 2008 
Ismael Beah's story of being caught up in the civil war of Sierra Leone, of witnessing & then taking part in atrocities, is simply written, but no less powerful for that. He writes as a child of 12, although it is clear from his afterword that he has chosen this style to give greater impact, & that as a wrtier he is capable of a much more sophisticated analysis.
This approach works & definitely makes the book accessible to teenagers, particularly teenage boys.
He has a great ear for the nuances of childhood, you can immediately connect to both his feelings of excitement, loneliness & fear in the earlier parts of the book.
His book describes alll the initiations of a child soldier - the drug addiction & violent initiation ceremonies, but skims somewhat over what happened between being forced to be a child soldier & his rehabilitation.
You are also left with a feeling that some of the process of rehabilitation has been left private. There is a difficult line between honesty & indulging the reader's voyeurism. this is not a book which indulges in violence for its own sake.
That said, Beah's description of what must have been an incredibly painful journey towards self-acceptance & rehabilitation is sometimes skimmed over. He was a child, with no real choices, but he also did some terrible things & deep down he must know that. There is none of the masterful, & intensely painful, self analysis of, say, Roman Frister, in his book "The Cap, or the Price of a Life". Perhaps Beah is still too young to write that book of his life, but I think he may have it in him.
So, an excoriating description of life in Sierra Leone, which leaves you to fill in some the gaps yourself. An important book, because it is an honest account of a devastating issue, & an extraordinary work, given Beah's youth & disrupted education. Recommended for adults & older teenagers.
However, Beah's great work on this subject is, I suspect, still ahead of him.