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leaflibrary 's review for:
Fresh Off the Boat: A Memoir
by Eddie Huang
"My entire life, the single most interesting thing to me is race in America. How something so stupid as skin or eyes or stinky Chinese lunch has such an impact on a person’s identity, their mental state, and the possibility of their happiness. It was race. It was race. It was race."
I didn't know anything about Eddie Huang outside of the few episodes I've seen of Fresh of the Boat. We don't have much in common, but I learned a lot reading his memoir.
"To this day, I wake up at times, look in the mirror, and just stare, obsessed with the idea that the person I am in my head is something entirely different than what everyone else sees. That the way I look will prevent me from doing the things I want; that there really are Sneetches with stars and I’m not one of them. I touch my face, I feel my skin, I check my color every day, and I swear it all feels right. But then someone says something and that sense of security and identity is gone before I know it."
I didn't know anything about Eddie Huang outside of the few episodes I've seen of Fresh of the Boat. We don't have much in common, but I learned a lot reading his memoir.
"To this day, I wake up at times, look in the mirror, and just stare, obsessed with the idea that the person I am in my head is something entirely different than what everyone else sees. That the way I look will prevent me from doing the things I want; that there really are Sneetches with stars and I’m not one of them. I touch my face, I feel my skin, I check my color every day, and I swear it all feels right. But then someone says something and that sense of security and identity is gone before I know it."