The Memory Keeper's Daughter Book Report

False memory refers to a phenomenon that makes an individual believe that they remember events in their lives but in real sense, these events have never occurred. In most cases, these events are traumatic, and relate to sexual abuse. False memory syndrome was postulated in 1992 in an attempt to explain the theory of adult childhood memory. Adults who remember sexual abuse events when they were young may be creating an occurrence that never happened or information that is not correct.

In this book, the author describes the long process it takes to create a national museum that will commemorate the Holocaust. He covers issues such as, the location of it, the design and construction aspects of the museum building. He informs readers about how they’ve tried to represent the Holocaust through the museum with sensitivity. I will use specific facts from this book to show that this museum was built with the help of many and required a lot of thought into it. I will show that this museum does in fact show sensitivity to an individual.

On May 5th, 1997 Nora Robinson was born in Brooklyn, New York. She grew up with her single-parent mother, who was her best crony. Her house abutted Clarkson Avenue, which is the same street her mom grew up on. Nora was very stoical and not rankled very easily, unless you messed with her sister Carey, who was born on the exact day, except 2 years later. Carey was very gaunt, unlike her more muscular mother and sister, even that the hand-me-down attire that was given to her would never fit. Their personalities were not very divergent, even though that they were both convinced that they were. Their father had been killed in a car accident, and was a very respected man, who had no one feel enmity toward him. Years later, 16 year old Nora and 14 year old Carey were acting like scavengers when they were

Deception surrounds daily life whether it is a lie about homework being completed or acting a different way to gain one’s approval. More times than not, deception is meant to protect someone, including another person or one’s self. In The Memory Keeper’s Daughter, written by Kim Edwards, one of the protagonists, David Henry, constructs a lie about his daughter in order to protect his family. When Norah Henry gives birth to her twin babies, David Henry discovers that his daughter, later named Phoebe, has down syndrome. Norah, sedated after enduring harsh labor pains, is kept away from the children and doesn’t get the chance to see her daughter, who was a surprise.

Each time Nora finds herself unable to help herself the problem is easily directly traced back to her husband, her father, and to the overbearing dominance of the male society. She tries to save the life of the man she thinks she loves and in doing so sees how she has become a victim of her own ignorance which has been brought upon her by the men in her life.

In a 1964 society where being different is frowned upon, a confused doctor makes the mistake of a lifetime. Giving away his newborn daughter. In the book The Memory Keeper's Daughter by Kim Edwards, a riveting story of a doctor named David and his journey with guilt is told. The quick turning tale keeps the reader on their toes as new conflicts begin to arise and secrets that were kept for so long begin to surface. David’s son, Paul, is an underdeveloped character throughout the book. His name only comes up in 3 chapters. Whereas his sister Phoebe, is mentioned in every chapter. The author developed Phoebe's persona well since she is mentioned frequently. Throughout the book, there are moments when it feels as if a scene has dragged on for

There are many difficulties, but when a person has the persistence to move forward and over achieve, they make their difficulty desirable. “The idea of desirable difficulty suggests that not all difficulties are negative. Being a poor reader is a real obstacle, unless your David Boies and that obstacle turns you into an extraordinary listener, or unless you are Gary Cohn and that obstacle gives you the courage to take chances you would never otherwise have taken” (Gladwell 113). Gladwell specifies “for some small number of people, a parental loss appears to be, ultimately, a desirable difficulty again, not a large number. But there does seem to be a

Throughout the novel, Phoebe helps to brighten the world of the other Pyncheons who all have a sense of darkness and sorrow within them. She is a Christ-like figure who metaphorically brings Clifford and Hepzibah back to life, brightens the house, increases the

Parents in the real world have children that die, and these parents don’t say they wish they never would have had their child. These parents simply understand that a life is still treasured even if its shorter than its supposed to be. The consequence of the decision was Ian leaving his family out of anger, Hannah dying, and Louise is left alone. For Ian watching Hannah die from an incurable disease made their whole marriage and the whole story of their shared life’s, unbearable. Louise is sad mourning the death of her daughter writing a book. In the end the death of Hannah affected both Ian and Louise tearing them apart.

wants the reader to realize that Nora was not the fool she allows herself to be

In Station Eleven, by Emily St. John Mandel, there is a scene that resonated with me personally. In this scene the main character Raymonde says, “What I mean to say is, the more you remember, the more you’ve lost” (Mandel 195) In this scene, Kristen and Francois are having a conversation about memory and how not having memory can be a positive if something awful happened in the past. Kirsten is talking about how she doesn’t remember anything from before the Georgia Flu due to the fact that she was eight years old when the pandemic hit and wiped out most of the population. Kristen is explaining that the people that are having the hardest time in this new world and the ones who still have memories of the past. They are focused on what the world used to be that they can’t see what the new world could be like. Those who are young and can’t remember the world before the pandemic can more easily move on because they have nothing to compare the new world to. She illuminates to the audience the toughest choice the characters face throughout this novel : do they protect their old identity by clinging to pieces of the old world or do they accept that they need to forget what the world was once like and move on?

Here, Nora pulls together the tragic circumstances. She sees that she was never truly happy in the house, just content. Her father kept her as a child would a doll, and Torvald continued this when they were married. They formed her opinions for her, set expectations to which she was supposed to adhere, and wrote a vague script of how she was supposed to act. She was like a puppet, with no thoughts or actions of her own. When she finally realizes the injustice being done to her, she decides to free herself.

In “A Doll’s House,” Nora does her wifely and motherly duties and she would normally. At one time though Nora was concerned about her husband’s health and forged her father’s signature in order to take a loan out to take her husband on a “Journey” to save his life. Nora tells Mrs, Linden about the journey, “Oh, it was a wonderful, delicious journey! And it saved Torvald’s life. But it cost a frightful lot of money, Christina.”

At the end of their first reconnection, Nora reveals that her transformation from obedient doll to liberated woman had already begun. She now admires Mrs. Linde for her long years of work and independence and uses it as inspiration for her own. In Mrs. Linde’s trust, Nora exposes her personal act of sovereignty: a few years ago, she had secretly borrowed money to save her husband’s life, incriminating herself. Even though she did the morally correct thing, Nora’s actions are condemnable and

The simple bowl is deep cherry wood with a silver rimmed bottom that reflects my face upside down as a result of the polishing it has received over the years. The grain is worn, but still radiates the strength of the tree that it came from. As I run my finger over the inside of the cavernous salad bowl, it picks up some of the olive oil residue from the homemade Italian dressing that has seeped into every little grain of the bowl over years of use. Never subject to washings; we only wiped it out with a paper towel, to better flavor the crisp Boston bibb lettuce salads that it delivered at every family dinner. Just as the wood bowl, my grandmother was weathered and cracked by the trials of life. I could not be around her without leaving