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A review by makealongstorycourt
When We Were Sisters by Fatimah Asghar
challenging
emotional
reflective
sad
fast-paced
3.75
I liked this, but again, didn’t stand out.
This one felt a lot like the color purple. A tragic coming-of-age tale in which the main daughter/sister/girl/woman questions her own faith because of the life she’s forced to live. For this, I admire the work. It was easy to read yet reflective.
However, I am left wondering if I will remember it as much as I did the color purple. I would’ve loved more reflection about Kausar’s faith in Allah throughout many points in the book. I think that there were many quick snapshots of struggle, love, identity, and survival. Overall, I would dub this as a hybrid of the color purple and the house on mango street, but lacking a bit of the rawness that both of those classics have.
This one felt a lot like the color purple. A tragic coming-of-age tale in which the main daughter/sister/girl/woman questions her own faith because of the life she’s forced to live. For this, I admire the work. It was easy to read yet reflective.
However, I am left wondering if I will remember it as much as I did the color purple. I would’ve loved more reflection about Kausar’s faith in Allah throughout many points in the book. I think that there were many quick snapshots of struggle, love, identity, and survival. Overall, I would dub this as a hybrid of the color purple and the house on mango street, but lacking a bit of the rawness that both of those classics have.