My grandfather was an immigrant, like Jeanne, the author and main character in Farewell To Manzanar, and her family. My grandfather came to America a few years after Jeanne Wakatsuki and her family had to board Manzanar, and my mother never told me if he had to go to a camp like Manzanar, but I don't think he did. Maybe it was just that Jeanne Wakatsuki had to go to Manzanar because she was Japanese and her story takes place during World War II.
But, then again, in a book called Esperanza Rising, the main character leaves her home to go to a camp. But in that, I suppose it was just because Esperanza and her mother were running away. And maybe it was during a war.
I forgot.
Farewell To Manzanar is "As haunting as the Diary of Anne Frank," says the back of the book. And now that I'm half way through the book, I can see that it is really quite sad. It's one of those autobiographies that makes you think "Holy crap, this seriously happened to someone?" Or like the movie Les Choristes, (which I love, by the way) the frightening French film. And whose music I'm listening to right now.
So, the next time you think "My life is so terrible" "Boring" "BLAHHHHH", think about how truely horrible OTHER people's lives are or have been.
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