Lesson Before Dying

Zusatztext "This majestic! moving novel is an instant classic! a book that will be read! discussed and taught beyond the rest of our lives." — Chicago Tribune " A Lesson Before Dying reconfirms Ernest J. Gaines's position as an important American writer." — Boston Globe "Enormously moving. . . . Gaines unerringly evokes the place and time about which he writes." — Los Angeles Times “A quietly moving novel [that] takes us back to a place we've been before to impart a lesson for living.” — San Francisco Chronicle Informationen zum Autor Ernest J. Gaines Klappentext "This majestic! moving novel is an instant classic! a book that will be read! discussed and taught beyond the rest of our lives."-Chicago Tribune Winner of the National Book Critics Circle Award! A Lesson Before Dying is a deep and compassionate novel about a young man who returns to 1940s Cajun country to visit a black youth on death row for a crime he didn't commit. Together they come to understand the heroism of resisting. From the critically acclaimed author of A Gathering of Old Men and The Autobiography of Miss Jane Pittman. Leseprobe I was not there, yet I was there. No, I did not go to the trial, I did not hear the verdict, because I knew all the time what it would be. Still, I was there. I was there as much as anyone else was there. Either I sat behind my aunt and his godmother or I sat beside them. Both are large women, but his godmother is larger. She is of average height, five four, five five, but weighs nearly two hundred pounds. Once she and my aunt had found their places--two rows behind the table where he sat with his court-appointed attorney--his godmother became as immobile as a great stone or as one of our oak or cypress stumps. She never got up once to get water or go to the bathroom down in the basement. She just sat there staring at the boy's clean-cropped head where he sat at the front table with his lawyer. Even after he had gone to await the jurors' verdict, her eyes remained in that one direction. She heard nothing said in the courtroom. Not by the prosecutor, not by the defense attorney, not by my aunt. (Oh, yes, she did hear one word--one word, for sure: "hog.") It was my aunt whose eyes followed the prosecutor as he moved from one side of the courtroom to the other, pounding his fist into the palm of his hand, pounding the table where his papers lay, pounding the rail that separated the jurors from the rest of the courtroom. It was my aunt who followed his every move, not his godmother. She was not even listening. She had gotten tired of listening, She knew, as we all knew, what the outcome would be. A white man had been killed during a robbery, and though two of the robbers had been killed on the spot, one had been captured, and he, too, would have to die. Though he told them no, he had nothing to do with it, that he was on his way to the White Rabbit Bar and Lounge when Brother and Bear drove up beside him and offered him a ride. After he got into the car, they asked him if he had any money. When he told them he didn't have a solitary dime, it was then that Brother and Bear started talking credit, saying that old Gropé should not mind crediting them a pint since he knew them well, and he knew that the grinding season was coming soon, and they would be able to pay him back then. The store was empty, except for the old storekeeper, Alcee Gropé, who sat on a stool behind the counter. He spoke first. He asked Jefferson about his godmother. Jefferson told him his nannan was all right. Old Gropé nodded his head. "You tell her for me I say hello," he told Jefferson. He looked at Brother and Bear. But he didn't like them. He didn't trust them. Jefferson could see that in his face. "Do for you boys?" he asked. "A bottle of that Apple White, there, Mr. Gropé" Bear said. Old Gropé got the bottle off the shelf, but he ...

Relazione

"This majestic, moving novel is an instant classic, a book that will be read, discussed and taught beyond the rest of our lives." Chicago Tribune

"A Lesson Before Dying reconfirms Ernest J. Gaines's position as an important American writer."  Boston Globe

"Enormously moving. . . . Gaines unerringly evokes the place and time about which he writes."  Los Angeles Times

A quietly moving novel [that] takes us back to a place we've been before to impart a lesson for living.   San Francisco Chronicle

Dettagli sul prodotto

• Autori: Ernest Gaines, Ernest J Gaines, Ernest J. Gaines
• Editore: Vintage USA
• Lingue: Inglese
• Formato: Tascabile
• Pubblicazione: 28.09.1997
• EAN: 9780375702709
• ISBN: 978-0-375-70270-9
• Pagine: 272
• Dimensioni: 132 mm x 202 mm x 13 mm
• Serie: VINTAGE BOOKS; Vintage Contemporaries; Vintage Contemporaries
• Categoria: Narrativa > Romanzi