There are two types of books, usually, that makes one feel like there are no words to describe the experience: They are either unbelievably detrimental, or exceptionally (and positively) impactful. Given the overall high rating, it is redundant to tell, to which category does My Grandmother's Hands: Racialized Trauma and the Pathway to Mending Our Hearts and Bodies belong. I don't think there are that many books, especially fiction, that could leave such a profound effect on a reader's mind.
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This is the sort of book My Grandmother's Hands: Racialized Trauma and the Pathway to Mending Our Hearts and Bodies reads to feel worldly. Just like the spate of American pop fiction in the late eighties, this is overwhelmingly colonized literature, in that it pretends to reveal some aspect of the 'other' culture, but on closer inspection (aside from the occasional tidbit) it is a thoroughly western story, firmly ensconced in the western tradition.
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Finished this book about a month ago but it's taken me this long to write a review about it because I have such mixed feelings about it. It was a deeply affecting novel, but mostly not in a good way. I really wanted to like it, but the more I think about what I didn't like about the book, the more it bothers me. I even downgraded this review from two stars to one from the time I started writing it to the time I finished.
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I know a lot of us were expecting My Grandmother's Hands: Racialized Trauma and the Pathway to Mending Our Hearts and Bodies to be good, but I have to say, this book actually exceeded my expectations. I have a lump in my throat and I can't stop thinking about it. I usually spend time making detailed notes while reading a book but, at one point, I opened Notes on my computer just to type "this is so good"
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