procrastinating working very hard on projects and homework, I’ve found a little time to read. If you are looking for books with heavy topics, this is the post for you! Warning: this post contains quite a few spoilers.
Verdict: If you get a chance, PLEASE READ THIS.
Speak was recommended to me by a friend who has very good taste in books, and we saw it in the bargain section at Books-a-Million, so I went ahead and bought it. I really think this is one of the most important books that people, especially young people, will ever read. Word of warning: it’s not a happy book. If you haven’t heard of it (which you may have, because it’s read fairly commonly in high schools now), it’s about rape. The protagonist, a high school freshman, gets raped right before the start of the school year, and spends the entire year dealing with the aftermath alone. She gets depressed, and it manifests mainly through selective mutism — she quits speaking to almost everyone except her art teacher. She has trouble sleeping. She loses all her friendships, because no one knows what happened and she won’t talk about it. It’s a story that is more common than we think it is, and that’s why it’s so important. It’s not a happy or fun book to read, but it is incredibly well-written. The protagonist is realistic, and the language is simple and easy to understand. I cannot stress enough the importance of this book.
Verdict: Do not use to make yourself feel good about the human race. Do use to try to understand the lives of others, and why they act the way they do. Do use to develop your empathy.
The Distance Between Us is a memoir about being left behind. Reyna Grande, the youngest of three siblings, grew up in Mexico after both her parents moved to the United States. They were stuck in poverty with an abusive, neglectful grandmother, and feelings of abandonment are the main recurring theme. Grande writes about life in Mexico, and how her older sister became the little mother for her and her brother, and how that affected her sister for the worse later in life. She writes about how her brother struggled because he never had a good role model. She writes about how it was when her mother returned to Mexico because her father slept with someone else. She writes about illegally crossing the Mexican-US border after begging her father to bring her to the US, and she writes about trying to please him time and again even when he gets drunk and beats her and her siblings. This was not a happy book to read, either. It shows the worst effects of poverty and desperation, and if I’m being brutally honest, it makes Mexican immigrants look terrible. Grande’s father was a horrible person, and it’s so easy to read this book and think that everyone who comes from Mexico is like that. But this is not a book about Mexican immigrants. It’s a book about the life of Reyna Grande. It’s about socio-economic disadvantage. It’s about needing a family, even if that family treats you like shit. And it shows that it’s possible to overcome all that, but that your history will always be a part of you.
Verdict: Yay! A memoir with happy parts.
A Cup of Water Under My Bed is one of the most iconic coming-of-age memoirs there is. Hernandez discusses meshing American and Cuban-Colombian traditions, translating documents for her parents, and navigating being bisexual in a Latino family with very traditional values. This book is more like a collections of essays than a comprehensive memoir, which makes sense since it began as an editorial column when she began writing for the New York Times. Hernandez definitely has a knack for storytelling, and she has an interesting one to tell. Because this one was not as devastating as the books above, I don’t remember as many of the details. However, I would recommend this to anyone who enjoys memoirs.
Besides my capstone books, that’s all I’ve been reading lately. Reading Spanish memoirs closely really cuts into other reading, and I actually found myself getting confused about which details were from which book. So reading all these at the same time probably wasn’t the best idea. I’m afraid I’m going to end up basing a point in my paper about the works of Esmeralda Santiago on something I read in another memoir, but those are the hazards of wanting to read a bunch of similar things. Enjoy!
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