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January 4 2010 10:48 PM · 1 note

meebobebo: just forget that it’s supposed to be a kid’s book. it’s such a moving and funny story—sharon says i was laughing to myself while reading alone in the next room but i really don’t remember making any sounds—about a kid named arnold ‘junior’ spirit growing up american indian on a reservation. about basketball and best friends and loss and shame and what it’s like to be a teenaged boy. i feel like, having read the book, i understand the boys and men of color in my life a little bit better. it’s a weird thing to say and i even feel a little nervous leaving that sentence there—because what, am i going to ask these men what growing up as an asian american male, a latino male, in a white world was like for them? preposterous.—but i was reading the book on muni on the way home and i could see my dad in the story. i saw jack. i saw my uncles and male cousins and brother and friends in it. i was crying on the bus and i’m not sure if it was just for arnold. so many unspoken stories. but i guess that’s what writers are for. they tell their stories, which sometimes also are a little bit our own stories. FINE I’LL READ IT JEEZ

meebobebo:

just forget that it’s supposed to be a kid’s book. it’s such a moving and funny story—sharon says i was laughing to myself while reading alone in the next room but i really don’t remember making any sounds—about a kid named arnold ‘junior’ spirit growing up american indian on a reservation. about basketball and best friends and loss and shame and what it’s like to be a teenaged boy.

i feel like, having read the book, i understand the boys and men of color in my life a little bit better. it’s a weird thing to say and i even feel a little nervous leaving that sentence there—because what, am i going to ask these men what growing up as an asian american male, a latino male, in a white world was like for them? preposterous.—but i was reading the book on muni on the way home and i could see my dad in the story. i saw jack. i saw my uncles and male cousins and brother and friends in it. i was crying on the bus and i’m not sure if it was just for arnold. so many unspoken stories.

but i guess that’s what writers are for. they tell their stories, which sometimes also are a little bit our own stories.

FINE I’LL READ IT JEEZ

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