A review by youreawizardjerry
The House on Mango Street by Sandra Cisneros

emotional reflective sad fast-paced
  • Plot- or character-driven? Character
  • Strong character development? It's complicated
  • Loveable characters? Yes
  • Diverse cast of characters? Yes
  • Flaws of characters a main focus? It's complicated

5.0

Being preemptively disappointed with US Latine media is probably my most Mexican-American trait. It's common for things to not be enough for us because it's hard to encapsulate an identity as nebulous as ours. I think we are mostly just cautious, and perhaps we have to be. More often, we are only a food reference and the sporadic italicized word in an otherwise unfamiliar landscape. Still, we can be our own biggest opps and this makes that clear.

I was just…so prepared to judge this harshly. I anticipated scrunching my face at a book full of cliches and laughing at its reduction of all that I am. Instead, I crumbled quickly. I probably cried 10 times. The majority of the tears from chapters not even a page long. Simple yet moving portraits that can echo the lives of anyone, but particularly reverberate in those from working-class immigrant families, first-gen children, and people who despite the suffering on their own Mango Streets will always dare to keep hope alive. Accessible yet its depth or style is never dulled to remain so. There is a lot of power in this little book and I really enjoyed it. A must-read for all Mexican-Americans.