This book is great so sad and the father is such a jerk

This is my favorite book. Yes.

I have read "The Poisonwood Bible" at least 6 times. Love this book!

Rigid fundamentalist preacher brings his family to 1950s African Congo, to spread the word of Jeebus. What could possibly go wrong?

"Nathan was in full possession of the country once known as Orleanna Wharton."

Reading for book club

This book is reading a lot quicker than I thought. So far, so good.

I was given two books for my birthday yesterday. One of which is a new book by Barbara Kingsolver. I remembered I had this book on my shelf. Thought I best read it first

Starting to like this book...

The best book i have ever read. Thats sayin a lot. Sadly, kingsolver should have quit with this one.

Five women, five lives changed by one year spent in Africa.

Hard going so far , I hope it improves

I wonder that religion can live or die on the strength of a faint, stirring breeze. The scent trail shifts, causing the predator to miss the pounce. One god draws in the breath of life and rises... more

I wonder that religion can live or die on the strength of a faint, stirring breeze. The scent trail shifts, causing the predator to miss the pounce. One god draws in the breath of life and rises; another god expires.

"For all I know, he's off somewhere saving some other damsel in distress with the promise or marriage someday after he's collected the reward money! That would be Axelroot all over, to turn up with... more

"For all I know, he's off somewhere saving some other damsel in distress with the promise or marriage someday after he's collected the reward money! That would be Axelroot all over, to turn up with an extra wife or two claiming that's how they do it here. Maybe he's been in Africa so long he has forgotten that we Christians have our own system of marriage, and it is called Monotony."

"...Rachel became (briefly) a vegetarian. My sisters Ruth May and Leah: forager and hunter. I became something else. On the day of the hunt I came to know in the slick center of my bones this one... more

"...Rachel became (briefly) a vegetarian. My sisters Ruth May and Leah: forager and hunter. I became something else. On the day of the hunt I came to know in the slick center of my bones this one thing: all animals kill to survive, and we are animals. The lion kills the baboon; the baboon kills fat grasshoppers. The elephant tears up living trees, dragging their precious roots from the dirt they love. The hungry antelope's shadow passes over the startled grass. And we, even if we had no meat or even grass to gnaw, still boil our water to kill the invisible creatures that would like to kill us first. And swallow quinine pills. The death of something living is the price of our own survival, and we pay it again and again. We have no choice. It is the one solemn promise every life on earth is born and bound to keep."

"...Eisenhower, We Like Ike. Eki Ekil Ew. The King of America wants a tall, thin man in the Congo to be dead. ... Redrum sekil oh weki ekil ew. By morning it had lost the power to shock. Really, in... more

"...Eisenhower, We Like Ike. Eki Ekil Ew. The King of America wants a tall, thin man in the Congo to be dead. ... Redrum sekil oh weki ekil ew. By morning it had lost the power to shock. Really, in daylight, where is the surprise of this? How is it different from Grandfather God sending the African children to hell for being born too far from a Baptist Church? I should like to stand up in Sunday school now and ask: May Africa talk back? Might those pagan babies send us to hell for living too far from the Jungle? Because we have not tasted the sacrament of palm nuts? Or. Might the tall, thin man rise up and declare: We don't like Ike. So sorry, but Ike should perhaps be killed now with a poison arrow. Oh, the magazines would have something to say about that all right. What sort of man would wish to murder the president of another land? None but a barbarian."

"...I crouched down and dropped a partly squashed ant into an ant lion's trap. ... We squatted over a hole and waited. The ant struggled in the soft, sandy trap until a pair of pincers suddenly... more

"...I crouched down and dropped a partly squashed ant into an ant lion's trap. ... We squatted over a hole and waited. The ant struggled in the soft, sandy trap until a pair of pincers suddenly reached up and grabbed it, thrashed up a little dust, and pulled it under. Gone, just like that. 'Don't do any more of them, Leah,' Ruth May said. 'The ant wasn't bad.' I felt embarrassed, being told morals by my baby sister. ... 'Well, even wicked bugs have to eat,' I pointed out. 'Everything has to eat something.'"

"According to my Baptist Sunday-school teachers, a child is denied entrance to heaven merely for being born in the Congo rather than say, north Georgia, where she could attend church regularly. This... more

"According to my Baptist Sunday-school teachers, a child is denied entrance to heaven merely for being born in the Congo rather than say, north Georgia, where she could attend church regularly. This was the sticking point in my own little lame march to salvation: admission to heaven is gained by the luck of the draw. ... Would Our Lord be such a hit-or-miss kind of Saviour as that? Would he really condemn some children to eternal suffering just for the accident of a heathen birth, and reward others for a privilege they did nothing to earn?"

I have probably read this book at least 6 times over the years, I love it.

"He warned Mother not to flout God's Will by expecting too much for us. 'Sending a girl to college is like pouring water in your shoes,' he still loves to say as often as possible. 'Its hard to say... more

"He warned Mother not to flout God's Will by expecting too much for us. 'Sending a girl to college is like pouring water in your shoes,' he still loves to say as often as possible. 'Its hard to say which is worse, seeing it run out and waste the water, or seeing it hold in and wreck the shoes.'"

"I shuddered. naturally I knew Chapter 19 of Genesis, which he'd made us copy out time and time again. I detest the part where Lot offered his own virgin daughters to the rabble of sinners, to do... more

"I shuddered. naturally I knew Chapter 19 of Genesis, which he'd made us copy out time and time again. I detest the part where Lot offered his own virgin daughters to the rabble of sinners, to do with as they might, just so they'd forget about God's angels that were visiting and leave them be. What kind of trade is that? And his poor wife, of course, got turned to a pillar of salt. But Father skipped over all that..."

Getting started on this... hopefully I like it.

A few chapters in and alternating between other current reads having such a hard time getting into this one

It is true I do not speak as well as I can think. But that is true of most people, as nearly as I can tell.

Since the cable guy still hasn't shown up yet I'm forced to read again

Just started... starting kind of weird. Hope the rest is good, I have high hopes for this book!

Read years ago. Looking at as a potential book report book for oldest daughter.

Just started reading The Poisonwood Bible for my book club! it got amazing reviews!

An Oprah's book club pick. It was a really good read. Oprah knows how to pick em.

Finished it yesterday.