Hans Hubermann: A man of many morals and disciplines. A man with soft, silver eyes and a man that keeps every promise. But who was Hans Hubermann through Liesel Meminger’s eyes? He was her father. He may not be her biological father, but love is a stronger bond than blood. Hans’ relationship with Liesel is similar to the relationship I have with my step-dad on multiple levels, such as comfort, trust, and struggle. Liesel Meminger was nine years old when she arrived on Himmel Street in Molching, Germany. However, she was unable to read and write like her peers and was placed in a lower grade where everyone made fun of her. As stated in the chapter titled The Other Side of Sandpaper, Hans Hubermann teaches Liesel how to read during midnight lessons …show more content…
This specific part of Liesel and Hans’ relationship is similar to the relationship I have with my step-dad because when I was ten, I was the only person in my grade …show more content…
Hans Hubermann, glad to see that Liesel is finally happy, decides to support her love of books by getting her two new ones for Christmas even if it meant trading them for everything he had and loved; his precious cigarettes. This act of selflessness and love is another reason why the relationship I have with my step-dad is similar to Liesel and Hans’ relationship. For a period of my early teen years, I was going through hard times. The loss of my close friend made me go through a mental state that I have never experienced before: grief. I didn’t know how to cope with it so I ended up becoming very antisocial, concealed, and lazy. I had no motivation to do anything. When my step-dad told me that what I was doing was unhealthy for my well-being, he came up with multiple ideas to help me feel better. After learning that exercise naturally makes people happy, he signed me up for softball. In the beginning, my step-dad would give up a lot of his spare time to help me learn the basics of the sport. After I played summer softball at Gompers Park, I fell in love with the sport. Softball made me social and happy again. My step-father was so glad that I was finally happy again, that he did everything in his power to support what I loved. He sacrificed multiple paychecks for me so that I could play for a travel