Years ago while still in high school, I read The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn. It is a master work of American literature. The book is hands down Twain’s finest. It of course is a sequel to The Adventures of Tom Sawyer. The sequel outshines the original by much candlepower.
I won’t bad mouth this classic. It is a good story told well. Compared to Finn, the story is juvenile. There are few complicated plot points in the book. It is the read for a boy who loves adventure. More than likely, it will be read by a girl because as we all know the stereotype is that boys don’t read.
The story is dated. The ideas in it almost seem lampoonish, and perhaps even back then, they were meant so. Mark Twain is a great writer. One of the greatest Americans to ever take up the pen, but The Adventures of Tom Sawyer isn’t for me. Perhaps it is because I have only just now read it. Maybe if I had taken up the book when I was younger, I would have enjoyed it much better. The story of Tom might be best enjoyed as a child so that it can be appreciated as it should when the reader is an adult. Or maybe not.
The problem I had with the story over all is that no one even tries to protect Tom from Injun Joe. This is a man known to be a killer and to hold a grudge, but the town’s folk just let this boy run around without any kind of protection. I know that Tom is savvy, but was her really that savvy?
The Adventures of Tom Sawyer is a boy’s book. It’s definitely a volume that should be read in youth, because first taking it up as an adult will leave the reader a little hungry.