All he knows is that he has been moved from a comfortable home in Berlin to a house in a desolate area where there is nothing to do and no one to play with. Until he meets Shmuel, a boy who lives a strange parallel existence on the other side of the adjoining wire fence and who, like the other people there, wears a uniform of striped pyjamas.
Bruno’s friendship with Shmuel will take him from innocence to revelation. And in exploring what he is unwittingly a part of, he will inevitably become subsumed by the terrible process.
I liked the book in a kinda weird way. I don’t know what exactly I’m talking about because the ending got me really quite lost. I didn’t really understand, maybe I have to reread the last chapter or something. I actually did however, I still can’t comprehend what the ending’s talking about.
To be honest, I have to say I have to discuss this book if I meet my friend who suggested this book to me and I gotta ask why this is his favorite book and I’ll probably don’t get him his opinions either. I’m hoping I will.
It says about true friendships though. That, I truly get! if the author continued to write a few more pages of what really happened… I guess Bruno and his friend died together as a prisoners of war (POW). And I guess too that Bruno lived his life the way he would have wanted all along. Bruno probably did not care at all if he’ll be in danger so long he was with his best friend—through to the end of their friendship.
I guess is all. And that’s probably my understanding of the second and last chapter. And about his father, he knew but didn’t said a word. He accepted that Bruno rather be out there happy and maybe call it ‘freedom’ as long as he stays out there alive and well, not like himself full of misery that he had lost his position in the army.
Ok that’s a little spoiler. Those are only my interpretations of what maybe truly happened to Bruno and family, I just want to go to the bottom of it all. Elaborative ending is all I want.
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