He knew exactly what to get me. My son bought me a t-shirt.
But not just any t-shirt - this one had the text of one of my classic
novels on it. Not only the text but also the images of the title character and
the author are cleverly etched into the text.
The book was one of my favourite stories
when I was eight and still one of my favourite all time books. I’ve read it,
seen it on film, seen it live, and auditioned for a part in the musical. I
didn’t get the part but I did work backstage.
My son even resembled the lead character
when he was a young boy, as the character has been portrayed. They were both
adorable and endearing with a flash of shy smile and innocent blue eyes, they
could melt the heart of any motherly figure.
It is a novel of abandonment and rescue,
neglect and kindness, hypocrisy and sincerity. A simple tale really, with a
fairy tale ending, but as a child it drew me into its world. If you haven’t
already guessed, Oliver Twist is the book, by the incomparable Charles
Dickens. Dickens’ ability to weave a tale was unlike any other. His stories
have stood the test of time to become great classics.
No
one could put a name to a character like Dickens could, characters such as Mr
Bumble in Oliver Twist or Sir Dedlock of Bleak House and of
course the infamous Ebenezer Scrooge of The Christmas Carol. Dickens evoked
such descriptive characters from his observation of real life.
He could draw emotion from deep within
readers’ hearts and create images so raw that they stayed with the reader long
after reading; indeed, they are not forgotten. I felt a compassion for Oliver and a wariness
for the Fagins of the world. I will admit a smitten admiration for the little
rogue, Artful Dodger; a sense of kinship with the motherly figure of Nancy; and
contempt for those who sowed injustice.
His novels were a commentary on the social issues
of the times but in many ways his words are timeless. His writings and phrases
are woven into our culture, our sayings and our traditions. Who doesn’t recall,
“Please sir, I want some more”? What a legacy to have such an influence on
generations of readers.
Dickens was a great writer but a human man.
Raised in harsh Victorian times, he understood only too well the sorrows of
society’s unfortunate citizens. He was as flawed as any other and caused his
share of pain to those he loved. His treatment of his wife and mother of his
many children, while carrying on an illicit affair with his mistress,
conflicted with his image of champion of morality and justice.
But history generally looks kindly on those
whose contributions to art, history and culture are so magnificent. He could
create such characters; both noble and contemptible, pompous and pitiful,
humble and imposing. Characters who have inspired newer updated versions for
modern times. Likewise, his tales are enduring. They continue to make their
mark on new generations. They maintain relevant commentary on society and
inspire new versions of time-honoured themes.
This was the chosen gift from my son. I was
delighted not just with the gift but that it was so thoughtful. Well done, my
son. A small example of the ordinary achievement of raising a son in a loving
home. Charles Dickens would have understood the significance of that.
Laura J. Sagar spent many years in a career of business writing
and communication. Now she writes for pleasure. Fiction, poems and short essays
are her current endeavours. She enjoys life in Mississauga with her family and
adores time at the lake in Prince Edward County.
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