Beth, who lives alone in an assisted living facility, rides the buses in her mid-sized Pennsylvania city from dawn to dusk everyday except Sunday no runs. But I prefer the Golden Rule, at least for me. This book was about how Rachel dealth with her sister having a mental illness. A Somebody who would live a Big Life. That happiness is really very simple: to love and be loved. Take notes for next novel? I did read Simon's The Story of Beautiful Girl and it was wonderful. Each day is fresh and unique, yet each is also a link to every dawn all the way back to the Precambrian.
It was quite predictible, too, and I was quite bored halfway Although it was a nice story, this book was a disappointment. A few minutes, a few miles. My life, I told myself, bore little resemblance to the lives of workers in corporate America. He laughs as she offers the exact date and then explains how he likes to spend his birthdays. What if I closed the door forever to human connection — never again shared a relaxed afternoon laughing with a friend, forgetting to look at my watch? For sure, she is not your typical protagonist and neither, thank goodness, is Simon your typical narrator.
Companions on the road, sharing our air and our view, our feet swaying to the same beat. It's a lovely memoir, easy to read and yet full of the stuff of really living. So one day she decided to ride the buses. Simon had issues with her family, especially her mother, that she needed to deal with. Beth remembers drivers' birthdays, their coffee and lunch preferences.
I was looking for a different title at my library and this caught my eye. An interesting story, but, like Rachel, i found myself frustrated at times with Beth. These are all yours to play with. The challenge is far different. Just up the street from me live some 80 people in supported accommodation.
I should at least label it engaging, carefully constructed, thought-provoking, and touching. Or other ways for other results. Looking back in time was very exciting to me. How liberating is self determination if the person making decisions is constantly self-destructive? Although this package encompassed just the kind of existence many people I knew were utterly content with, I wanted something more. Beth lives independently and is in a long-term romantic relationship, but perhaps the most surprising thing about her, certainly to her mostly supportive family, is how she spends her days riding buses.
This wise, funny, deeply affecting book is the chronicle of that remarkable time, as Rachel learns how to live in the moment, how to pay attention to what really matters, how to change, how to love—and how to slow down and enjoy the ride. Fortunately Rachel realizes that this was Beth's way of telling her she wanted her sister back in her life. I started to smile as I zipped up my bag, but discovered to my horror that the muscles in my face no longer seemed to work. Not the driving of the bus so much, though that pays the rent. I didn't feel emotionally attached to the characters, and the writing felt sort of flat. But that's not to say that we can't.
When we were growing up, I saw a twinge of anguish on her face whenever kids called her poisonous names, and sometimes the hurt took hours to fade. At first, they fight about Beth's rampant consumption of junk food, resulting in bringing her levels up, but after six months Rachel realizes that Beth is content with her life. I'm pretty sure I already know what's going to happen in the rest of this. And I think I'm done learning lessons. The author explores her feelings about Beth's lifestyle and comes to respect it when she starts riding along with her sister. Then she pressed the first-floor button in her high-rise elevator, walked through the vestibule to the street, hailed a bus on the corner, climbed the steps toward the driver, settled into a seat, and looped through the city from dawn to dusk, trying out one run after another, bus to bus to bus. Two sisters: Rachel who wants the Big Life her term and Beth who lives to ride the city buses.
We were born into the same family, we relished the same simple moments, and, until a certain sleeting February afternoon when we were teenagers, we shared the same major losses and joys. Our first bus draws up to the curb. Meet the Characters Everything Changes. It is a journey through the life of Rachel and Beth. That night, I lay in my hotel bed in a chill, suddenly unable to keep my loneliness stuffed inside its cage. In addition, the movie highlights some of the main themes from my book: Beth's right to live her life by her own choices, the importance of public transportation for a fully independent life, the essential need for friendships in the community, and the challenges and rewards of the sibling bond.
Rachel was amazed by the friendly drivers who befriended Beth and had more patience than she could ever know. For a while we ride together. As they got older, Beth the sister moved into the city for fun she would just ride the bus and through out the book the bus became an important setting where we got to see the stuggles and learn about different people. This book acknowledges that the nuanced journey to self-determination is not only challenging for Beth and her parents and siblings, but also for the team of professionals who work with Beth. In Magic Marker scrawl, they gossiped about our younger brother I aM Glad that. With a special needs sister myself, I have to confess this book was a little disappointing.