In my absence!

Oh dear, I seem to have been neglecting my blog a little again, so while matt watches The Cribs on The Jools Holland show I will tell you a little about my enlighting week all thanks to a book called The Kite Runner.
This book was lent to me by my mother in law to be and I had sort of forgotten I was going to read it. But I grabbed it in haste on Monday morning not wanting my day to start with awkward glances on the tram!
It's about a boy who grew up in Afganistan, fleeing to Pakistan and then America when the Taliban took over. I haven't been able to put it down, mainly because I cannot believe I didn't realise the genicidal nature of that part of the word over the last x amount of years! How can we have missed this? How can I have missed this? Some of the chapters were incredibly difficult to read, and I had to put it down a couple of occasions to avoid the tears! It has filled me with great sadness, but also guilt, guilt for not realising that this was going on, for expressing this desire to be a journlist without really learning or trying to understand what on earth is going on, on this earth! I am learning about politics, and I almost get the government on a regional and national level, and I now moan about it with force, but that leads me to the other feeling that The Kite Runner has brought out of me, shame, for not appreciating the world in which I live in (corny I know) but true, and finally the fire in me, it's lit again, and I realise I want to be a journalist, to inform, to not put my head in the sand and to not let such issues be lost! If I can recommend a book to read this autumn, I recommend The Kite Runner because it's about time we took our heads out of the sand!