2011/04/15 § 1 Comment
The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time
was read in less than 24 hours. Such a gorgeous piece of art! I remember reading it in at the school library in first grade (four years ago, approximately) in less than two hours. I know I have a thing for aspie-esque media, but Christopher is just brilliantly beautiful, the way he cares for dogs and his rat and the way he views the world, which makes so much more sense compared to many other people’s minds.
Prime numbers are what is left when you have taken all the patterns away. I think prime numbers are like life. They are very logical but you could never work out the rules, even if you spent all your time thinking about them.
The book revolves around Christopher Boone, a 15 year old boy from England, who sets out to find out who killed his neighbor’s dog and on the way solves many mysteries that he didn’t even know were mysteries. Christopher goes to a Special Needs school for kids with learning difficulties, but as he puts it “. . . everyone has learning difficulties because learning to speak French or understanding relativity is difficult and also everyone has special needs, like Father, who has to carry a little packet of artificial sweetening tablets around with him to put in his coffee to stop him from getting fat . . . and none of these people are Special Needs, even if they have special needs.” Christopher’s biggest dream is to become an astronaut, but he knows he can’t become that so he wants to become a scientist instead.
And when the universe has finished exploding all the stars will slow down, like a ball that has been thrown into the air, and they will come to a halt and they will all begin to fall towards the centre of the universe again. And then there will be nothing to stop us seeing all the stars in the world because they will all be moving towards us, gradually faster and faster, and we will know that the world is going to end soon because when we look up into the sky at night there will be no darkness, just the blazing light of billions and billions of stars, all falling.
Christopher’s every-day is filled with rituals and rules (red cars are a good sign, yellow cars a bad one; yellow and brown food can’t be eaten) and has his own coping mechanisms (he relaxes by groaning or by listening to white noise). He likes doing maths and is taking his A-leves exam soon, so that he can attend a university and become a scientist.
And I know I can do this because I went to London on my own, and because I solved the mystery…and I was brave and I wrote a book and that means I can do anything.
Christopher has problems understanding other people – their body language, facial expressions, metaphors and emotional involvement. He is very logical in his own way, thus making it hard for “normals” to understand him too. His favourite dream is about a world where everyone understanding facial expressions die and people like him are the only ones left.
Loving someone is helping them when they get into trouble, and looking after them, and telling them the truth.
And when you look at the sky you know you are looking at stars which are hundreds and thousands of light-years away from you. And some of the stars don’t even exist anymore because their light has taken so long to get to us that they are already dead, or they have exploded and collapsed into red dwarfs. And that makes you seem very small, and if you have difficult things in your life it is nice to think that they are what is called negligible, which means that they are so small you don’t have to take them into account when you are calculating something.