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maryvdb2024's review against another edition
4.0
4.5 *Beautifully written. How the unspoken past affects the present. This is both a heartbreaking story of a fraught mother-daughter relationship and a devastating look at the realities of being a Korean immigrant in America.
I couldn't put this book down
I couldn't put this book down
oatmooolissa's review against another edition
emotional
sad
slow-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? Character
- Strong character development? Yes
- Loveable characters? Yes
- Diverse cast of characters? Yes
- Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes
3.5
Made me sad and end the year long feud with my mom.
Graphic: Death and Death of parent
thankstomylocallibrary's review against another edition
emotional
reflective
sad
medium-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? Character
- Diverse cast of characters? Yes
- Flaws of characters a main focus? No
3.75
811emily's review
emotional
reflective
sad
slow-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? Character
- Strong character development? It's complicated
- Loveable characters? No
- Diverse cast of characters? Yes
- Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes
3.0
royalblue16's review against another edition
dark
emotional
reflective
sad
slow-paced
- Plot- or character-driven? A mix
- Loveable characters? It's complicated
- Diverse cast of characters? Yes
- Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes
3.5
anjalisudarsan's review against another edition
4.0
A touching story, written from the perspectives of the daughter (Margot) in the present-day discovering her mother (Mina) and the search that follows, and Mina's life in poverty as an immigrant in the US. The hardships felt so real; things like how Mina couldn't speak English and struggled her whole life due to war and poverty made her leave her country behind and be at the mercy of more powerful people. I also liked how Margot's experience was written, the trauma that a second-generation immigrant experiences and the questions about her identity. I loved the metaphors and the style of writing in this book, especially how small moments made me stop and think twice.
Did stories keep us alive, or kill us with false expectations?
Did stories keep us alive, or kill us with false expectations?