I am not a science fiction fan.
It’s not that I am anti-science
fiction, it’s just that there are so many other genres I enjoy, I just rarely wander into that area.
A close friend of mine told me I should read the book
Ender’s Game by Orson Scott Card.
Not you MUST READ this book, or your life will be without
meaning , just a simple “you should read
this” and there was something about that cryptic statement that lured me to the
sci fi collection.
The story centers around the battle for mankind to survive
when attacked by an
alien species. Sorry, no real surprises there.
Did you know that approximately 8 million adults suffer from
Attention Deficit Disorder? I say that to emphasize the difficulty that
any writer faces in gaining and keeping my attention. That being said, I found myself sucked into this
story quicker than a
chocoholic (me) gets sucked into the local cookie factory when roaming around
the mall. Wait a minute, maybe this
science fiction stuff has some merit after all!
The story was entertaining, if a little too
obvious. Choosing Valentine as the name
for the sweetest sister in the world? Please don’t make it that easy for
me!
Ender, our pre-teen main character and
tactical military genius, has the daunting job of practicing warfare to learn how to save the earth. It was not the ant-like aliens that were
unbelievable, not the intergalactic space travel, not the way parents could
easily give away their offspring to save mankind that I found unbelievable.
It was Ender’s wisdom that did not ring
true. Brilliant? Yes. But we know
intelligence and wisdom are vastly different creatures, and the deep thinking
Ender displayed was just too big a leap for me to believe. Enjoyable?
Yes, and I’m glad I ventured down that aisle………..
