Monday, May 9, 2016
Posted by Sunshine and Rain at 5:13 PM
“How could an alphabet—letters that didn't even mean anything by themselves
But it was important. Our stories, our names, our alphabet. Even Uncle's newspaper.
It was all about words.
If words weren't important, they wouldn't try so hard to take them away.”
|Ann, Paula, Brittany and Carolyn|
|Carolyn, Carol, Sandy, Darleen and Lillian|
|Carol, Sandy, Darleen and Lillian|
One step at a time, one day at a time, just today, just this day to get through.”
When My Name Was Keoko, by Linda Sue Park was also a very informative book. Based in Korea during the Japanese occupation before and during WWII, the story is narrated by two children, Sun-hee who has to use the Japanese name Keoko and her brother,Tae-yul. They are forbidden to speak Korean, and must take Japanese names as well as speak Japanese. In school they must learn about Japanese history and forsake everything they love about their country and culture, including their mother's beloved Rose of Sharon trees in the backyard and family heirloom jewelry. Food becomes scarce, they are watched and scrutinized and forced to make choices with courage and conviction. Another very good read.
|Carol, Sandy, Darleen, Lillian and Susan|
“A mistake made with good in your heart is still a mistake,
but it is one for which you must forgive yourself.”
I do think that part of literature's job is to comment on and participate in the social issues of the time. Linda Sue Park