Lorelie L. (artgal36) reviewed on + 471 more book reviews
Citizen 13559 Mirror Lake Internment Camp, California 1942.
Tues. April 21, 1942. I never thought I looked different from the other kids. Never once, even thought most of them are Caucasian, except for Billy Smith, who's a Negro, and Charles Hamada, who's part Japanese, part jerk. But I realized my face was different. My hair was black. My skin was yellow. My eyes were narrow. It never seemed to matter before, but it sure did matter now. Now my face was the face of the enemy.
Tues. April 21, 1942. I never thought I looked different from the other kids. Never once, even thought most of them are Caucasian, except for Billy Smith, who's a Negro, and Charles Hamada, who's part Japanese, part jerk. But I realized my face was different. My hair was black. My skin was yellow. My eyes were narrow. It never seemed to matter before, but it sure did matter now. Now my face was the face of the enemy.
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