First sentence: “There is a man wearing a turban ringing our doorbell.”
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One would expect, in the aftermath of 9/11, a lot more books dealing with the reactions of teens to that event. Perhaps there are a lot out there, but this one was the first one I’ve read that dealt with the attacks on the World Trade Center and the aftermath — not so much the aftermath of loss, but the aftermath of suspicion and racism that was pretty strong for a while (some would argue still is) immediately following the attacks.
Seventeen-year-old Samar — Sammy as her mom and friends call her — is Indian (her family hails from Punjab), but she doesn’t have any connection with her heritage at all. She was raised by a single mom — her father left when she was two — who has severed connections with her uber-strict Sikh family. Her mother has raised Sammy to be an “American” through and through; your typical white, middle class American, that is, with no real sense of her Indian heritage.
And then, the Saturday after 9/11, a turbaned man shows up at Sammy’s house. He turns out to be Sammy’s Uncle Sandeep — her mother’s younger brother — and he sets off a chain of events that lead to Sammy finally question the way her mother’s brought her up, and awakens a desire for her to learn about her heritage, the religion that goes along with that heritage, and her family.
It was an interesting book, taking the issues of assimilation, family and racism head on. Sometimes too head-on; I felt that it had a tendency to get a bit preachy and over-earnest in parts. But, even with that, it was a good story. Sammy’s journey to discover herself — and the conflict that is created by that– is an intriguing one. There’s quite a bit of material for discussion, as well: from the basic outline of Sikhism (and how to pronounce it!) to the knee-jerk reactions of people when it comes to racial stereotypes. It’s a thought-provoking book, which trumps all complaints of heavy-handedness and lack of compelling characters. Which is not something I found I minded.
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This sounds really interesting! I'd definitely be one to argue that the racism left over from 9/11 still exists. I mean, two major tragedies in Texas over the last few months: the Fort Hood shooting and that guy flying a plane into the IRS building. The shooter was immediately labeled a terrorist because he was Arab-descent, the pilot was dismissed as a random crazy not-terrorist because he was white. I'll bet everything I own that if he'd been Arab, we would still be screaming about his terrorism right now.
I agree with you: it's still out there, if not overt then at least simmering under the surface. I think it's sad that we can't get past it all.
It sounds like a pretty good book, so it's a shame my first reaction was: “Oh, look, another HEADLESS female teen!”
Good point, Andi. It's a horrid trend.
That's true Andi. Also I never noticed Samar's boyfriend Mike is on the cover until someone pointed it out to me recently. A headless guy. I wish he wasn't on there though.
I loved this book. I would say racisim still exists now concerning Arab-Terrorist! ugh that thinking is so so I don't even know. It's beyond frustrating.
I actually never found it that preachy but I enjoyed myself while reading so much that perhaps it didn't bother me.
MissAttitude — I totally didn't notice Mike was on there until you pointed it out. Sheesh. That's a pointless addition to the cover.
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