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10 thoughts on “Breath

  1. says:

    Martha Mason has a lively style, an abounding vocabulary, and never lingers on unpleasant topics long enough to depress. She obviously had a charismatic personality, as well as keen intelligence. Her will to live, to succeed, and to excel are amazing. However, these alone do not a great book make.

    Even though Breath is promoted as a tribute to Martha Mason's helpers, it seems to me more a self-tribute to her own "indomitable spirit" and "insatiable quest for knowledge". The fact that she was valedictorian in high school, junior college, and at Wake Forest is impressive. But she couldn't have managed any of this without her mother giving up her own life to be her daughter's amanuensis, handmaiden, nurse, and companion. Yet at college graduation the best she can say is, "My mother had done her job well."

    Even though her entire family were devout Christians, she "didn't have the genes" to believe what they lived out in her presence. She believed only in herself. While she claimed to be (and I'm sure she was) grateful to her many caregivers, she missed no opportunity to point out their short-comings (especially poor Ginger's) in addition to their virtues. She was the center of her own universe -- which is understandable considering what her physical universe consisted of -- but it's a shame that her universe didn't include anything or anyone greater than herself.

    As a memoir (and not a full autobiography) the book leaves many questions unanswered, among which are: Where did the money for all the equipment, food, helpers, and other medical care come from? How did it feel inside that iron lung?

    What can one learn from this book? Very little, I'm afraid. The feeling I was left with is that only Martha Mason could have accomplished what she did. It was her spirit, her intelligence, and her will power that kept her going all those years. She was, right from the beginning, an extraordinary person "locked inside an inert body." She never tells us that she learned, grew, or in any way improved throughout her life, leaving us nothing we could apply to our lives. This could have been a great inspiration, but is really only an interesting story.

  2. says:

    A very sweet and poignant story of a young woman who contracted polio at age 12 and spent the rest of her life in an iron lung. Although her sharp mind and love of words are amazing, the real hero of the story is her mother, who cared for Martha all of her life and also went to school with her, making it possible for Martha to finish high school and graduate from Gardner-Webb and Wake Forest. The main issue I have with this book is the order in which the story was told, in a non-linear, counter-intuitive manner that rather confused me. I found it sad that Martha had a wonderful example of faith in her mother's relationship with Christ, yet blithely dismissed it herself with the words "the traditional 'faith of our fathers' isn't in my genes." Despite overcoming such crushing obstacles and living her life with joy, Martha missed out on the most important thing of all.

  3. says:

    I got this book free through Goodreads First Reads. I thought the subject sounded interesting, but I was surprised at how much I enjoyed this book. By the end of the book, I found myself feeling that I truly knew Martha Mason. I felt she was a person I would have loved to have been able to meet, and was saddened to read that she had passed away in 2009. What an amazing person! I loved reading about her relationship with her mother and was touched deeply by their devotion and love for each other. Even though I had expected to finish this book feeling sorry for Martha, I didn't- I couldn't. I ended envying her and her wonderful, rich life. I am now left anxious to know more about her. I hope her passing was peaceful & she was with those who loved her. I am so grateful for having been introduced to this remarkable woman. I think this is a book just about any reader would enjoy.

  4. says:

    When Martha Mason was 12 years old, her doctor told her, "You'll die soon," and only 59 years later, she proved him right. This is the life story of the woman who lived longer than any other known individual in an iron lung, written by the quadriplegic author with the help of voice-activated software. (And if you are younger than 50, you will have no idea what I am talking about. An iron lung was a type of permanent respirator that, when I saw pictures of them as a child, looked to me like coffins for the living -- huge and terrifying.)

    This book portrays small town life in the late 1940's and 50's, reminds us how blessed we are to live free of the scourge of polio (Hurrah for Jonas Salk!), celebrates the power of faith, friendship, and community, and chronicles the tale of an ordinary family's tragedy (within a week, polio killed the author's brother and left her paralyzed from the neck down) which, in the end, proved them not to be ordinary at all.

    I read this book at the urging of a friend who had known the physical therapist who treated a 12-year-old Martha during her long and arduous hospitalization. I confess to thinking, "What can the author possibly have to write about? She lived in an iron lung." That, as they say, was my mistake. Ms. Mason had a lot to say about accepting that which cannot be changed, refusing to let tragedy define a life, and insisting on living with curiosity and cheer. That she did so -- so very well for so very long -- is a testament to her own strength and a tribute to that of her parents.

  5. says:

    I feel like a heel for not liking this book (after all, this amazing woman lived a full life for 61 years in an iron lung.) The reason I wanted to read the book was to to learn how she psychologically survived the transition from being a normal child to one living in an iron lung as well as how she psychologically managed on a day-to-day basis for 61 years. There was little to none to little of of that in this book except for a cursory mention of depression after an illness. She begins the book with extensive description of her mother's descent into dementia. While I realize that her mother was her champion in life, the description was excessive. While she describes various parts of her life, if you weren't aware that she was living in an iron lung, the narrative could have been written by anyone and, frankly, it is boring as all out. Maybe that was her point - to prove to the world that she was living a normal life. However, she obviously did not lead a normal life, but I never got the gist of what she was really feeling.

  6. says:

    I received this book free from goodreads first reads. It wasn't a good week for me to read a book (this one only 334 pages took me a week). I was worried, but I am the first reviewer.


    Martha Mason was a born writer. Her words are vivid, and are capable of transporting the reader into her world. She accepted her disability, and lived her life regardless of circumstance. With sacrifice from her parents, she finished school, attended a college, and excelled at them both.
    Martha, by her own words, seemed to have a love for people. I wish I could have met her.

    I give this book either a 4 star rating, or a 5 star. I disagree with Martha on a few things,(although I understand her, even her thoughts have been my own...) but that is *not* why I *did not* give her book the 5 star award of perfection. She is an excellent and capable writer. What *I* (personally, before I'll give it) expect from a 5 star autobiography, is that it imparts wisdom to me of some sort, or challenges/inspires me to better myself. I suppose though that a memoir is different from an autobiography. I couldn't expect *more* from her really, in the case that it were a history book about Martha.

    Bottom line: The slot I'm filling in is "my review/ what I learned from this book". I didn't perceive *learning* anything significant. The book is simply the story of her life the way she saw it. I thought I would come away with a more appreciation of my circumstance, through the course of the book, than when I first read what it was about(for someone lived 60 years in an iron lung). In the case that this is a history book, a statement of facts, such as the book I read on Napoleon, then it certainly deserves no less than 5 stars.

    She says that she didn't feel mundane or ungrateful.... but she doesn't really teach me how not too. She presented one philosophy: Live every moment like your last... I never got that. What about planning for the future? Shall I quit my job? Quit school? That's good advice, but there is a balance in there somewhere. I'm not being snarky. She also said, that it didn't work all the time. She does, however, do a grand job of colorfully weaving her story together. I enjoyed that part of the book very much. I enjoy books where they suck me in enough where I can forget about the rest of the world. Martha's book doesn't deserve a bad review, and I have no intention of giving her one. She is a skilled, descriptive writer. I believe it is a good book, about her life. She describes it adequately, and enough, in a way that could entertain you. Perhaps, if that were all I were judging it on, then I suppose she deserves 5 stars. I don't know the woman, however, so I don't know how well she described herself. The book lacks, in my opinion, what I personally believe needed to get a five star rating. It does not rate up with the other 5 star auto/biography books on my shelf. They teach me something about life, whereas Martha fails to use her writing skills to interweave a lesson in her book, or inspire me, perhaps to better myself, in some way. Her life is inspiring. But she fails to use her writing to do that. Unless, someone is interested specifically in the facts of Martha Mason, then I wouldn't recommend this book to them.

    My personal thoughts: (I set aside this section sometimes to talk about things that don't fall into my review.) Many people interject these, in replace of their review. No one has deemed that inappropriate, so I'd assume this would be even more acceptable.

    Martha repeatedly shoots down the Bible throughout the book, and God especially. By her own admission she never had much time for the Bible...
    She went off to play when her Grandmother read the Bible to her brother. She refers to the Bible as a storybook, and claimed that reading "Donald Duck" during church, benefited her more than the Bible.

    I did not know what this woman believed when I first picked up her book. She could have been atheist, for all I knew. I don't evaluate books in that light. (unless they are specifically pro-Christianity) However, she mentions repeatedly, that her entire family was devout Christian. The book, supposedly, in part, is dedicated to her mother. Her father tells her never to forget about Jesus, at the end of chapter 7, and she tells about how much her brother Gaston wanted to be a preacher. She supposedly (I don't doubt it) loved her family very much, and part of the reason of the book was to honour them. Yet she makes them a bunch of idiots. Her opinion is her own, but she let her hate for God, exceed the love for her family. For her family's sake, I believe that she should have been more discreet. Also, for Ginger's sake! I wonder how, her "friend" Ginger feels about the whole world knowing how such a bad dresser she was (in Martha's opinion,) and how how clumsy she is! That is her decision, however, and that is my personal thought.

    I understand, and understood Martha's feel for Christianity. In her defense, she was surrounded by hypocritical, nominal (in name only, not actual) Christians. I was like her, but am a Christian today. Not Ms. Kate, (coveting is not the same thing as wanting),but the pastor who thought he was fit to lead a church, yet didn't study his Bible enough to even answer a little girl's questions, is the one who "offended one of the little one's, and was better off having a heavy stone hung around his neck and being drowned in the depths of the see, than having been born", in addition to her boyfriend's father, and all of the hypocrites.

    Martha never thought her Bible of much worth, and misinterpreted alot, *not unlike* me. She blamed God for everything bad in the world, and attributed everything good to anything but.

    God doesn't damn people to Hell. She, and I once believed the opposite true. By studying, I discovered, the Bible (yes, the Bible) says, "For God sent not his Son into the world to condemn the world; but that the world through him might be saved." (John 3:17)
    "The Lord is... not willing that any should perish..." II Peter 2:9

    The Devil, and Sin, damns people to hell. Sin basically, although, it is the Devil who is the original sin.
    "Wherefore, as by one man sin entered into the world, and death by sin; and so death passed upon all men, for that all have sinned;" Romans 5:12

    Sin corrupted everything. The bad in the world is not God's fault. God is responsible for the good.
    God never wants us to die. We weren't supposed to originally. But sin crept into the world, and brought death and wickedness with it. Even the flesh on our bodies was corrupted. God does not want us to die, but He is not going to let us continue hurting each other either. He loved us more than He loved Himself. He died for us. He was born man, through a virgin woman named Mary, so he could die. He was the Son of God, and His name was Jesus Christ. He didn't put on us anything that He wasn't willing to go through Himself. He took on everyone's death sentence, so that they could go free.
    When the body part of us dies, the rest of us is sent Home to be, with Him, away from the corrupted world full of disease and wickednees. Also, we get a new, sin-free body!
    It is a free gift available to everyone! I also learned that you have to accept a gift, like you have to accept your mail, not leave it setting at the Post Office. But it's not hard. Accepting a gift isn't hard. I just have to say, "Yes, God! I accept your gift of eternal life! Please,forgive me of my sins!." (The Bible says that we have a sinful nature, and that we all have sinned.)

    And the thing with Isaac, (along with so many other things) bothered me also for so long. But I found, (along with each and every other thing) that I was not getting the complete picture.

    God promised Abraham that his children would multiply as the stars in the sky! But his wife, was FAR, past the time of child bearing. God gave Isaac to Abraham. God gave Abraham a miracle! Abraham had another son, Ishmael, but God said, that it would be through, Isaac that He would fulfill His promise.
    In Hebrews, in the *>NEW TESTAMENT<*, 11:17-19 I found my answer. "By faith Abraham, when he was tried, offered up Isaac: and he that received the promises offered up his only begotten son, Of whom it was said, that IN ISAAC SHALL THY SEED BE CALLED: Accounting that God was able to raise him up, even from the dead;..." Abraham knew that God could even raise him up from the dead. He promised Isaac to Abraham.

    "So what? God is cruel! He doesn't know how it feels to kill your own son, or how it feels to die." _ My thoughts exactly, except I have a good memory. In the above verse, the phrase "his only begotten son" stood out to me. I heard it somewhere before... I heard it in John 3:16,
    "For God so loved the world, that he gave *his only begotten Son,* that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life."

    God knows exactly what it feels like! God did NOT take Isaac! But He did give up His Son! He knew how Isaac felt too! He was sharing with Abraham, how much He loves us! He was willing to do that to His beloved, precious Son! I see God in my mind standing over that rock, with that precious young life in His hands! Who could look at their own son and do that? He felt what we feel! The Bible says, that (paraphrase)"He who formed the eye, shall he not see? He who formed the mind, shall He not know?" What about the heart? He wants Abraham, and us to know how *He* felt. He wants us to know that, we made Him do it. We made Him do it, because of the greatness of His love for us. I have learned that God has never asked us to do, anything that He wasn't willing to do Himself.

    I also learned that there is a difference between the Old and New Testament. God told us in the Old Testament, what we have done, and what we deserve. The New Testament completes the picture, by showing the love God has for us. That justice is not His plan but mercy.

  7. says:

    I wanted to like this book more than I did (sorry, Paige). This memoir tells Martha's story, she's believed to have lived longer in an iron lung than anyone else. She died at age 71 after spending 61 of those years in an iron lung. She contracted polio at age 10 just days after her 13-year-old brother died from the disease. She always wanted to be a writer and even though she was confined, her parents made sure she completed high school (top of her class) and got her degree at Wake Forest. She became a newspaper reporter. and she did all of this while confined to a room in an iron lung. Since the technology didn't exist back then, her mom took all of her notes and wrote whatever Martha dictated. Eventually, Martha got a voice-recognition computer and that's how she eventually wrote her memoir. Sounds fascinating yes? Eh... I got bored and skimmed about 60 percent of the book. None of what she accomplished would have been possible were it not for her mom's steadfast dedication. In her older years, her mom suffers strokes and dementia. Martha spends a great deal of the book on her mom. I think it could have been shorter. Where I really feel shortchanged though is by the fact that Martha says a lot yet tells us so little about how polio changed her. She talks about her friends, who stuck by her, but never shares what it was like to watch them play, grow up, have boyfriends, husbands and families. All while she can't move. Except for one paragraph where she mentions depression, it's as if living in an iron lung is no big deal. She never explains the concerns she surely had about that iron lung malfunctioning. She had a generator if electricity went out, but I've read that since there were so few of them, there were few people who knew how to fix them. She lived in this thing for 60 years and never had a problem? She also doesn't provide great detail about polio and its effects. She mentions Roosevelt once, never explaining that he got polio as an adult. Yet in the book, it seems only kids are susceptible to the disease. I googled it and now know why that is (adults were thought to have had some degree of polio as children and built up immunity). she doesn't explain that while she can't move her legs/arms, unlike a quadriplegic, she can still feel. I think she missed an opportunity to educate us more.

  8. says:

    I found this to be an extraordinary book. I can't imagine looking at life the way Martha did if I had been in her position.

    Breath wasn't just about her and her selfless mother for whom she credits her survival, it is also about her whole community who made her life livable. Teachers who would make sure she graduated not just from high school but from college as well, fellow students who enriched her days with gossip and highlights from school games as they studied with her. There were also friends and neighbours who brought food when she was sick so her mother wouldn't have to leave her side and even a doctor who never charged for house calls and was always willing to place a bet against her on the local games.

    Martha lived her life through all those "people she collected". She got to experience the world through the videotapes they would make for her of their travels and the foods they would send.

    There were times in the book when it seemed she thought she was smarter than everyone else and when her mother's health began to fail one of her first concerns was for herself but she never claimed to be a saint. She was a normal human being with normal failings.

    What I took from her book was her appetite for life. She didn't want to be pitied, she wanted to show how enriched her life was despite spending 60 years in an iron lung.

  9. says:

    Ugh. Ugh. I thought this book was going to be fascinating - the memoir of a woman who lived for 61 years in an iron lung. But I cringed at least once on every page. Here was my inner dialogue while reading:

    "This woman is completely maladjusted."
    "She lived in a can; so maybe give her a break on that one, why don't you?"
    "Oh my god - she's used the term 'in the theatre/stage/movie screen/cinema/movie theatre of my mind' AGAIN".

    It's not fascinating or revelatory, and honestly, I doubted that many of the conversations/events in the book even unfolded as she described them. A lot of her recollections seemed more like you WISH a conversation had gone, looking back, than how most conversations actually go. Not much rang true in this one.

    A college professor once told the author, "You'll never write until you fill your pen with blood. Now it's full of ink. You must tear down that wall keeping the world out." Unfortunately, Ms. Mason didn't take that advice, and the result is a book that makes an iron lung sound pretty wonderful, actually! Like, you never felt even a little bit bummed out that you weren't going to ever walk to the store, or have a sexual relationship, or travel? Maybe insisting that everything is great is the only way to thrive in such a life, but it sure doesn't make for a good memoir.

  10. says:

    Being inspired by a person does not, unfortunately, automatically translate into liking their writing. I feel heartless to admit that I didn't really care for this book. The author goes through so much (death of a brother, polio that leaves her completely paralyzed) and it clearly meant so much to her to finally write her story in her own words...I wanted to love it. But many of the anecdotes have a sickly sweet/too good to be true/Mayberry-esque sheen to them that rang false to me. Still, it's a quick read and it's a window into a world none of us will likely ever understand (unless the anti-vaccination movement continues to grow) and for those reasons alone it might be worth reading. Another positive--for some reason I was expecting a very Christian outlook involving lots of talk about god's plan. She's clearly attempting to keep hold of some religious belief, if only for the sentiment of it, but I found the author to be refreshingly pragmatic about the likelihood of a higher power.