So excited to start this book of short stories by Jenny Zhang — and it’s especially fitting during Asian Pacific American Heritage Month.
Ms. Zhang is known for her fresh and subversive voice of the immigrant experience in America, and although I knew of her work, what got me to buy her book was what she said on a podcast about the great love immigrant parents have for their children: “My parents don’t understand me, but they love me unconditionally…A lot of children of immigrants feel this way especially if they have a lot of ambition and you’ve done what your parents wanted you to do, which is be really successful and really great. It’s like suddenly you’re in a world they can’t possibly understand and that’s what they wanted for you — they wanted you to be in that world. But it’s also sad because it means there’s a part of you they’ll never understand. And I think knowing that part of them loving me is accepting that they’ve released me to be someone that they can’t understand.”
That squeezed my heart.