I am not a
particularly adventurous person. I do enjoy new experiences and have
a certain kind of curiosity, but I am definitely not a risk taker.
But one of the areas where I can be bold and adventurous is...
reading!
Most of us
have a favourite genre – the one that, when you come back to it
after a detour to other genres, makes you feel like you're coming
home. My favourite genre is historical fiction, but I enjoy exploring
other genres. Sometimes I'm asked why; why would I read something
contemporary, why am I reading something I don't normally read,
aren't there enough books in my preferred genre if I'm forced to read
something else. The reason is variety!
When it
comes to historical fiction, I have my favourite periods, but
sometimes I pick an era and events that I know very little or nothing
about, for that very reason. After I've read the book, I know at
least a little more. I admit that I'm always more interested in
individual characters and what happens to them rather than the
general events and the “great lines” of history, which is why I
may not always glean any facts from these books but rather just a
“feel” for the period. On the other hand, sometimes a novel gets
me interested in the era or the events so much that I want to learn
more about them.
Such a
book was a Finnish novel titled “Veriruusut” (translation: “Blood
Roses”) by Anneli Kanto. I
first came upon Kanto's debute
novel “Piru, kreivi,
noita ja näyttelijä” by accident; I was just browsing in the library when
the old-style font on
the spine of that book
caught my eye (one of the things that attract me, as I've mentioned
before). The novel is set in the 17th century, my dear husband's
favourite era, so I borrowed the book for him. He never read it
though, so I – a greedy, curious creature that I am – decided to
read it instead. I didn't fall in love with it, but I liked it well
enough to want to find out what else Kanto had written. And there was
this book about the Finnish Civil War in 1918 (yes, way too modern a
period for me!). More particularly, it is about the women who joined
the “Red Guards” and fought in the war. Immediate interest. It is
also a subject of which I knew very little.
The story
isn't beautiful. It's brutal. The women who had dared to take up
arms... let's just say the endings they got were far from the "happily
ever after". Kanto describes
how the women ended up joining the “Red Guards”: how some hoped
that the
labour movement, with
its goal of improving
the workers' conditions
and rights, would also
make women equal to men.
How, for some, it was a necessity (as
the factories were closed down, women lost their jobs, and they had
children to feed – the Guard members were paid and they received
food and clothes). Some
had no idea what they were getting themselves
into. Many of these
women were very young: some of the girls were only 14.
It seems
impossible to describe the horrors of war, yet Kanto does it and by
doing so, she breaks your heart. The cruelty a human being is capable
of – and what that cruelty does to those who wield it – makes you
despair. That could easily make the reading experience intolerable,
but Kanto gives us humour, she gives us brave, resilient, yet very
human heroines, but above all, a glimmer of hope – and often where
you'd least expect it. Someone greedy and violent is stunned by the
atrocities of war and, even against their will, ends up extending a
helping hand. A truly spineless person is pushed to that one act of
courage which may seem small but will have a tremendous influence on
the lives of others.
I had just
complained to a friend how books no longer touch me, but suddenly I
had in my hands a book that brought tears into my eyes more than once
and that I didn't want to put down. The story still lingers in my
mind. I will want to read more about these women, and I
hope there will be another novel, preferably historical fiction, from
Kanto.
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