No More Silence Book Review
No More Silence
By: David Whelan
Book review
Tears have dried, the curtains, closed. The audience roars; encore.
No More Silence is the story of David Whelan’s traumatizing childhood and a secret that he kept for more than three decades. At first glance, this book would seem to be just another made up story although as one indulgences in its wonder, one would feel his pain and emptiness, his longing for acceptance and love. Hopefully, these mere five hundred words would sum up the marvel of this book.
Out of the many striking lines that caught my eye, one stuck out the most. On page seventy-four, he wrote, “Even at the age of 11, I was emotionally jaded enough to know that new beginnings, however powerful, would end badly.” This particular sentence lingers and pierces the minds and hearts of readers. Usually, children of this age are filled with joy and sense of adventure, discovering new things and making memories that’ll last a life time. Instead, at an early age, David shows a pessimistic view uncommon to children.
Every chapter of this book, a particular line or sentence never seizes to catch my attention. On page forty-nine, he wrote, “I craved the attention, the applause, if you will, of achieving something, anything. More than anything I craved love.” Suddenly I saw myself in him, our similarity of wanting, of craving the attention, the approval and applause of others. This book caters to everyone; it reaches out to every single reader. But readers with a wider mindset can get something more than just another life story of a person. This book can give them a deeper perspective of society, which was and is sugarcoated by the upperclassmen.
One of the many things that I love about this book is how David Whelan narrated his life. He made these tragic stories seem like they were made by an ingenious mind. Though there are times when the emotion is heavy at heart, the reader would not get fed up by reading someone else’s story but one would be fascinated,
By: David Whelan
Book review
Tears have dried, the curtains, closed. The audience roars; encore.
No More Silence is the story of David Whelan’s traumatizing childhood and a secret that he kept for more than three decades. At first glance, this book would seem to be just another made up story although as one indulgences in its wonder, one would feel his pain and emptiness, his longing for acceptance and love. Hopefully, these mere five hundred words would sum up the marvel of this book.
Out of the many striking lines that caught my eye, one stuck out the most. On page seventy-four, he wrote, “Even at the age of 11, I was emotionally jaded enough to know that new beginnings, however powerful, would end badly.” This particular sentence lingers and pierces the minds and hearts of readers. Usually, children of this age are filled with joy and sense of adventure, discovering new things and making memories that’ll last a life time. Instead, at an early age, David shows a pessimistic view uncommon to children.
Every chapter of this book, a particular line or sentence never seizes to catch my attention. On page forty-nine, he wrote, “I craved the attention, the applause, if you will, of achieving something, anything. More than anything I craved love.” Suddenly I saw myself in him, our similarity of wanting, of craving the attention, the approval and applause of others. This book caters to everyone; it reaches out to every single reader. But readers with a wider mindset can get something more than just another life story of a person. This book can give them a deeper perspective of society, which was and is sugarcoated by the upperclassmen.
One of the many things that I love about this book is how David Whelan narrated his life. He made these tragic stories seem like they were made by an ingenious mind. Though there are times when the emotion is heavy at heart, the reader would not get fed up by reading someone else’s story but one would be fascinated,