If Mary Shelley's novel "Frankenstein; or, The Modern Prometheus" were to be read by everyone in the world, I full-heartedly believe the world would be a better, more accepting place. The book follows the young student Victor Frankenstein who, after the death of his mother, becomes enthralled with the idea of bestowing life to inanimate matter. Although his ambition blinds him to his rapidly declining health, he does succeed in this goal, and on a dreary night in November, he brings to life a creature that, in the centuries after the book's publication, would become immortalized.
Frankenstein's creature is known in pop culture to be a monster, dredged from profaned graves by a madman. But in the book, after his birth, he is scared and confused. His creator, delirious with fever, fled from the scene and abandoned him. Alone, the creature wanders through the woods, slowly learning about himself and the world around him. But everywhere the creature seeks companionship, he is met with hatred and cruelty. At length, he discovers the cause of this mistreatment: he is hideous, hardly even human to look at. And despite the kindness in his heart and countless good deeds, no one can ever look past the horror of his face. He is cursed to the miserable life of an outcast because of an immutable facet of himself; the pain and sorrow inflicted upon him festers in his heart, and turns to rage.
It's not a happy story. Victor and his creation both die without ever reaching any sort of understanding with each other. But that is what makes this book so valuable to read. I've heard it said that "Frankenstein" is a warning against letting hatred consume you, and while I see value in this interpretation, I believe that everyone should read this novel because it teaches about being othered. Every day, across the globe, millions of people face oppression and unkindness for things they cannot control: race, class, sexuality, gender identity, disability. It hurts. If people who've never experienced this were to read "Frankenstein", they may come out with a better understanding of how awful this pain is. It's a well-known fact that stories breed sympathy, and sympathy is desperately needed by those who are othered.