Sinopse:
"From debut author Asha Lemmie, a sweeping, heartrending coming-of-age novel about a young woman's quest for acceptance in post-World-War II in Japan.
Kyoto, Japan, 1948. «If a woman knows nothing else, she should know how to be silent. Do not question. Do not fight. Do not resist.» Such is a eight-years-old Noriko "Nori" Kamiza's first lesson. She will not question why her mother abandoned her with only these final words. She will not fight her confinement to the attic of her grandparent's imperial estate. And she will not resist the Scalding chemical baths she receives daily to lighten her shameful skin.
The illegitimate child of a Japanese aristocrat and her African American Gl lover, Nori is an outsider from birth. Though her grandparents take her in, they do so only to conceal her, fearful of a stain on the royal pedigree that they are desperate to uphold in a changing Japan. Obedient to a fault, Nori accepts her solitary life for what it is, despite her natural intellectual and nagging curiosity about what lies outside the attic's walls. But when chance brings her legitimate older half-brother, Akira, to the estate that is his inheritance and destiny, Nori finds in him the first person who will allow her to question, and the siblings from an unlikely but powerful bond - a bond their formidable grandparents cannot allow and that will irrevocably change the lives they were always meant to lead. Because now that Nori has glimpsed a world in which perhaps there is a place for her after all, she is ready to fight to be a part of it - a battle that just might cost her everything. "
Género: Ficção histórica, Literatura asiática.
Data de Publicação: 2020.
Páginas: 356.
Editora: Dutton.
Avaliação no Goodreads: 3.91.
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Opinião:
In that moment, she wished she could read every word ever written, in every language from sea to sea.
Only your life is more important than your obedience. Only the air you breathe.
I feel this life is Sorrowful and unbereable Though I cannot flee away Since I am not a bird.
Though it often eluded her, she liked sleep. It present her with something that her waking moments perpetually denied her: freedom.
Every time she attempted to catch her breath or speak, the sobs threatened to strangle the life out of her lungs.
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