![]() Here she is, at the National Book Award finalist reading: Some of us had eaten nothing but rice gruel as young girls and had slightly bowed legs, and some of us were fourteen years old and were still young girls ourselves.”Īctually, it’s even better when you hear her read it out loud. We had long black hair and flat wide feet and we were not very tall. Julie Otsuka’s groundbreaking (and PEN/Faulkner Award-winning) The Buddha In the Attic begins: I find myself recommending it to everyone I know (why don’t more people know about this book?), and now, dear reader, I am recommending it to you. It’s always a good time to read The Buddha In the Attic. And it doesn’t need to be tokenized or pigeonholed as a great Asian-American story to be important. ![]() (Ahem, professors, diversify and decolonize your curriculums!) Since it’s AAPI Month, I’ve been thinking about that a lot.īut I’ve also been thinking about this novel a lot, in general, because it’s brilliant. ![]() Julie Otsuka’s The Buddha In the Atticis the only book by an Asian-American writer that I was assigned in all four years of college. ![]()
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