Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Perfume: The Story of a Murderer

The Book perfume is a nicely written story about a stone called murderer who kills innocent women. It all start one day in the city of Paris where everything smelled as rotten as the fish who were next to the boy as soon as he was born. His crazy mother tried to murder him by holding him down in muddy water but somehow did not work. The kid just didn't want to die. As he was past on from orphanage to orphanage he came to this one women who could not take him anymore, there was something about him, something really strange, that irritated her. The child/baby did not smell like anything. Thats why no one would take him in longer then a couple of months. Some kids even tried killing him during his sleep (a baby that was no older then one year olds)   buts still the child did not let death come near him. As that women carried the young child to the a well educated philosopher called father Terrier. He excepted him with open arms and couldn't understand why a women would give away such a angel like child. That night he understood when he was thinking about what the women told him about the child being plain with no smell at all she was right. All of a sudden he felt vulnerable. The one world which he said to all children "poohpeedooh" didn't quiet the child down. Father Terrior felt dirty and unwashed. That very same day he gave the child to an orphanage to a women who was struck by her father when she was little, and now feels no smell, so to her this child was such as normal as any. As he grew older he wasn't to strong nor to ugly he was just normal. At the age of 3 he had to have been thrown out of the orphanage because no was was still paying it for him. But the old women did let the child stay just a little bit longer about 2 weeks but after that she let him go. Since after this day the women wouldn't have been mentioned in the book because the child was no longer, the author goes into talking about the women and her life and death.

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