I’d been meaning to read this graphic biography for some time now — finally picked it up yesterday and am really glad that I did, as it’s fantastic. It’s the story of a girl who’s about my age — born in 1969, I guess — who lived in Iran through the Islamic Revolution before eventually moving away. In a way that’s deceptively simple, she illustrates and illuminates some of what it must be like to see one set of personal political wishes get completely overtaken by someone else’s interests. She seems to really remember what it felt like to be a kid in that situation, and her writing is thought-provoking, to say the least. I also learned some history that I hadn’t known before.
A very quick read — took a few hours — and highly recommended. Like Pyongyang,which I read a few years ago, the graphic novel quality of this memoir gives it a life and immediacy that’s wonderful, even if (or maybe because) the subject matter is so tragic.