Platero y Yo was written by Juan Ramón Jimenez at the beginning of the 20 th century. I must be getting old) When I told my friend G about the book, she said that it’d be quite interesting to read a post about a Spanish author and, if I were to dissect her comment, I’d imagine that it is because this is going to be a first in this blog’s run. ( Editorial note: Platero y Yo raised the book count to four for the summer. With that in mind, and also propelled by an irksome feeling that I hadn’t read as many books as I would’ve liked to during the summer, I decided to pick it up from my dad’s book collection. We were outside the house and he was working on stripping the old paint from the metal front gate when in the midst of a book conversation he casually said: “Did you read Platero y Yo?” And, to my negative answer he said “You should. I only decided to give it another try many years later following a conversation with my dad this past summer. The only difference between Platero y Yo and those two, is that I didn’t even open the book when I was first told to read it (special emphasis on the being told to part as the root cause of my rejection it in the first place). With Platero y Yo, I face a similar situation to the ones I encountered with The Catcher in the Rye and Moby Dick: a book that I tried to read many years ago but that I didn’t commit to. Author’s note: I’ll be using the original Spanish title throughout the review.
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