Sarah’s Key by Tatiana de Rosnay, a devastatingly beautiful piece of art, which destroys the reader in the best possible way.
This is a story of a young girl fighting a battle of survival for her and her brother in middle of a war that this bigger than her and beyond her understanding. This story takes us back to the war that destroyed worlds and lives of millions, later narrowing down the entire universe to that of a young girl and her journey through the cruelty of a war that robbed her of her family and childhood.
Sarah’s key is the kind of the book that leaves you aching and empty long after you finish reading it. It made me cry and it made me cringe and most importantly, it made me realize what a war with that capacity, a war fought for the desire of a few men can do to the lives unaccounted for and the voices oppressed and left unheard.
“The girl wondered: These policemen… didn’t they have families, too? Didn’t they have children? Children they went home to? How could they treat children this way? Were they told to do so, or did they act this way naturally? Were they in fact machines, not human beings? She looked closely at them. They seemed of flesh and bone. They were men. She couldn’t understand.”
– Sarah’s key
The words that brought the entire world crumbling around; the moment, this little girl lost her faith in the world around her, but never lost the faith in herself to get back to the only family she had left.
The author, by writing the story of this one young Jew girl, made her pain and suffering come to life, throbbing and thundering down on our senses and made that sufferings immortal for generations of readers to endure and remember.