12 year old Tomi writes “I Am An American”
while being forced into an internment camp, holding tight to loyalty in the face of injustice. ⛺️🔒
but the story leans into hope over anger. It‘s about quiet, perseverance, & belief in a country still stumbling toward its promises.
Note: it‘s a strawberry field not a cherry orchard haha 🤣
#julyjazz #historical #fiction #emotional
pickGosh, what a read and in so few pages. This is the first I've read by her but won't be the last. It's taught me more about the Japanese internment in WW2 and the huge suspicious around them.
Removing character names really struck me as not depersonalisation but nameless people, as in the camps. The final chapter will stay with me for a while.
Thanks to these Litsy folks for today‘s prompt:
#COVER STORIES
@Eggs
@AlwaysBeenALoverOfBooks
TODAY‘S PROMPT: UMBRELLA
Such a good book. I read this in 2010.
When did YOU read it?
FULL REVIEW: https://tinyurl.com/m89byma2
#TLT #ThreeListThursday @dabbe
1. Survey link: https://www.listchallenges.com/litsy-ap-literature-free-response-titles-list-4
2. My score was 15 out of 110
3. My favorites were When The Emperor Was Divine, Sense and Sensibility, and Their Eyes Were Watching God
4. I think everyone I would tag has already been tagged, lol!
“I had my chance, and sometimes in life, there are no second chances. You look at what you have, not what you miss, and you move forward. He'd do what he always did, find the sweet among the bitter.”
#Rainy
#SummerSouls
@Alwaysbeenaloverofbooks
pickReally really good. At one level it tells the story of his grandparents. On one side of the family they were Canadians of Japanese descent who were interned in Alberta in WWII. On the other side his grandfather was a soldier captured in Hong Kong who spent 4 years in a Japanese pow camp. At another level it‘s about forgiving ourselves.
“Forgiveness has nothing to do with the past”.
The end of the school year has us clearing spaces and slowly prepping for next year. One of the perks of cleaning our spaces is purging things that we no longer want or need. Well…one teachers trash is another teacher ‘s treasure! I scored this baby and I can‘t wait to crack the spine!
“Henry looked up and down the empty avenue—no cars or trucks anywhere. No bicycles. No paperboys. No fruit sellers or fish buyers. No flower carts or noodle stands. The streets were vacant, empty—the way he felt inside. There was no one left.”
pickThis book is amazing. Not sure I was in the head space for something that punches you in the gut in the first section but that does not make this less amazing. The author has a unique narrative style that I appreciate.
#BookSpinBingo @TheAromaofBooks (it's possible that I am behind and this was a January book)
