The Help begins in Jackson, Mississippi in 1962. Skeeter has just come home from graduating college to find the maid who raised her, Constantine, has been fired. Aibileen is looking after a new w
hite child while still grieving over the loss of her own son. Minny has just lost another job and fears she won't find another because of her reputation for speaking her mind.Skeeter begins to find herself silently questioning her two lifelong best friends. How they raise their children, how they gossip about their friends, how they treat their colored maids. But most of all, she wants to find a way out of her mother's house. She wants to move to New York City and become a writer. When the editor of a publishing company in New York suggests she begins writing for her local newspaper, Skeeter finds herself as the author of a housekeeping advice column. A subject about which she knows nothing about. Enter Aibileen, Skeeter's best friend's maid.
Aibileen reluctantly begins to help Skeeter with her column. It is around this time that Skeeter slowly realizes what she should really write about; what it is like to be a colored maid in the deep south. But who will talk to her? When Skeeter's best friend, Hilly, does something terribly inexcusable, all the maids in town volunteer to talk. Though they meet in secret and remain anonymous, each live in fear of being found out and rightfully so. One maid's young grandson is brutally beaten and left blind for accidentally using a white bathroom, there are rumors of people's tongues being cut out and a prominent member of the NAACP is shot in front of his family on his front lawn.
Stockett's writing is so incredibly personal, accessible and informal. Her characters are real, concrete. I found myself gasping when Hilly's maid, Yule May, steals a ring to send her twin boys to school, "Of course, now, neither of my boys will go to college", laughing when Minny describes the "Terrible Awful" trick she plays on Hilly, "...and then I go head. I tell her what else I put in that pie for her", crying when Skeeter's friend tells her she knows her maid is in the book, "When I read what she wrote about me...I've never been so grateful in my life."
Stockett writes from three different perspectives, each so clear and distinct I can hear Skeeter, Aibileen and Minny speaking in the back of my mind. It's as if they are old friends, calling me to fill me in on their day at work.
A professor once told me the purpose of theater is to make us think about things. To make us want to shake up things, change the status quo. After reading The Help by Kathryn Stockett, I have resolved that rule applies to books, too. It made me think about how I treat other people, it made me wonder if I could ever be a Hilly, wonder if I could be Hilly's friend. Most of all, it made me wonder if I could do what Skeeter, Aibileen, Minny and all those other maids did. Would I care enough? Would I be brave enough?
And since I am technically challenged and couldn't figure out how to upload a video on here, this is a link to the movie trailer, it's due out in August, just in time for my birthday: The Help movie
