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A strange book. I must say, I feel that the title doesn't cover the contents of the book, although it is mentioned somewhere.
In itself the story is nice. I think it is (a bit) autobiographical, considering the author's background, but maybe I'm wrong.

It is a strange stry, but when you realize that it is being told by a child's voice and the world is seen through a child's eyes, then it starts making sense. All in all I'm glad to have read it. Interesting books that are fiction are quite rare here.… (altro)

A moving and somewhat depressing story about home, cultural identity, assimilation, and cultural values. A young girl and her father come to the United States as one of many Vietnamese "boat people" in the 1970s. Her mother joins them later and the family plods from apartment to apartment trying, it seems, constantly to start a life in this foreign place. The southern California in which the family finds itself is glossy and bright, but shallow and meaningless. And the memories of home become increasingly bittersweet.… (altro)