It
looks promising that there *should* be two nonfiction compilations this year.
Here is the first one.
The author also known by her stage name as Japanese
Breakfast, Michelle Zauner pauses in her singing and songwriting to give
readers her memoir. It’s one of rebellion and regret, angst and endurance,
family and food. Zauner tells of what it’s like to grow up in rural Eugene,
Oregon, one of not many Asians in a Caucasian landscape with an indomitable Korean
mother (“Hers was tougher than tough love. It was brutal,
industrial-strength.”). There’s her mother’s harping about skin, beauty and
physical appearance and other particular expectations foisted upon her household,
but there are treasured moments with her mother in her grandmother’s little
apartment in Seoul. She practically flees to the East Coast for college, starts
a fledgling band (all must begin somewhere) and meets the one who’ll eventually
be her husband. Growing up, the impression is that her Koreanness is
oppressive. And her mother is too much, especially when she screams at her
daughter, ”I had an abortion after you because you were such a terrible
child!” When her mother is diagnosed with terminal pancreatic cancer, things
change. After her mom’s death in October 2014, Zauner sharply feels the loss of
her mom, of her Korean side, the culture, the language, the food. Especially
the food. Fortunately, her story doesn’t end at grief, but continues with a
music career that takes flight.
Right away,
Zauner’s candor impresses me. While I can imagine growing up with her mom wasn’t
easy, I found myself repulsed by Zauner’s disrespect. To call her a brat would
be too kind. But making it beyond those rebellious battle years to the person
finding herself, growing and improving, diving into upping her Korean culinary
skills, is amazing. There is almost lyrical movement in her journey of finding
success growing from grief and being able to immortalize that pathos through
music. To be fair, I’m only writing of my impressions reading her memoir; I am
not familiar with the artist’s music. I love how Zauner takes initiative in
embracing her Korean culture, especially the food, and no longer thinks of her
Koreanness as a negative aspect of her (the musician is biracial; her father is
Caucasian). She evolves and endures. I was fully immersed in her story, though
I couldn’t help comparing our vast differences in upbringing. Do not miss
out on this book! Side effects may include wanting to eat vast amounts of Korean
food! :-)
The Korean (Nov. 17, 2021) by Africa Byongchan
Yoon.
The daughter of an Ambassador to the United Nations for
Cameroon, Suzanne Africa Engo was used to people and highly emotionally
intelligent from a young age. She was exposed to other cultures early on,
including at the United Nations school at age six and later, at a boarding
school in London. As she forged her own path, activism became key to her life.
She became a celebrated activist, attending galas with celebrities, living a
big, busy, Manhattan life. She also gained 120 pounds. She decided upon a life
change to find the person she wanted to be so she could find a husband
and have children, but it was a run-in with a Korean halmoni (or
halmeoni, meaning grandmother) calling her fat that got her on that new
path. As her weight dropped - she lost 110 pounds in a year - so did her
feelings toward her Manhattan lifestyle. She ran all the way from NYC to
Chicago and met Oprah. She met The Korean, the man who’d become her
husband and father of their three children, of all places, in Iowa. She
discusses the benefits of meditation in her life, especially through an
extremely intense health scare. Through it all, there’s food. Not junk food, but
delicious, healthy Korean food with lots of kimchi included, of course!
For readers
who appreciate an ugly-duckling-turned-swan tale, that’s also nonfiction, this
may be a story for you. For someone like me, who grew up in a rural area, Yoon’s
life seems grandiose, even from an early age. My favorite parts of the story
include any mention of Korean food, and the times when she’s mentioning Koreans
and their consumption of garlic made me laugh out loud (“Use one clove of garlic, said no Korean ever.”). Sometimes I
felt her chapters waxed on too long, like her point was made, but she kept
elaborating on the point. It also bothers me where she writes on page 14, “I
thought to myself, Well, what do I have
to do to have these children, that husband, and that life? They won’t come if I
am as fat as I am now!” I don’t like to believe that a person’s size should
ever be indicative of one’s worthiness of love. But overall, Yoon’s story is
winsome but not without personal challenges. Fortunately, there’s also personal
growth and achieving major dreams. Africa Yoon is a bright light to the world,
and I expect she’ll continue to shine bright.
Note: I
read this story after hearing of it on the actor Daniel Dae Kim’s
Instagram Story, but for those reading this story from the perspective of
someone who wants motivation to lose lots of weight, please understand that we
all have different circumstances. Yes, Africa lost an impressive amount of
weight - 110 pounds in a year - and went on to run over 1,000 miles from NYC to
Harpo Studios in Chicago, but most people do not have five free hours one day a
week (much less five or six days every week) to devote solely to working out.
For others, perhaps they can’t afford gym memberships or personal trainers. And
for probably most people, we don’t just personally know top-name yogis or
running gurus or fitness/wellness pros on a first-name, we’re-in-each-other’s-contacts-lists
basis. Know that it’s all right to do what you can with the resources available
to you.
Unfinished: A Memoir (Feb. 9, 2021) by Priyanka
Chopra Jonas.*
A dual-continent star, Priyanka Chopra Jonas gives readers
insight into her growing-up years in India, her teenage years living with
relatives and attending school in the United States, her return to India and
her unplanned entrance into the pageant world, and her rise in national (India)
and international fame after winning Miss World. Her life has already been an
interesting one, from leading what might sometimes have felt like a nomadic
lifestyle to jumping into the glittery and bedazzling but highly intense world
of pageant competitions to the ups and downs of establishing herself as an
actress of repute, both in Bollywood films and her international work. She
talks of her involvement as a UNICEF Goodwill Ambassador and how rewarding and
heart-wrenching that work is. She tells readers the tough journey her beloved
father traversed when he was diagnosed with cancer, how he endured and
supported her despite the brutality of the aggressive cholangiocarcinoma that
eventually took his life in June of 2013. And, of course, she shares her story
of how she first met music star Nick Jonas and the seemingly fairytale,
whirlwind adventure their romance-that-led-to-marriage is.
I did not
read Chopra Jonas’ story because of familiarity with her work; I’m mostly not
familiar with her work, and while I know she starred on “Quantico,” that wasn’t
a show that I ever got into watching. I read her story, because my mind told me
to read it, and I’m so glad that I read her lively, engaging memoir. I’m
impressed by the importance her parents placed on being good humanitarians and
just good people in general. She’s a staunch supporter of women’s rights around
the world and it shines through her work as a UNICEF Goodwill Ambassador. Her
writing displays her passion for her craft (acting and also producing), exudes
warmth and shows tenacity in going for what she wants. There have certainly
been remarkable triumphs, but there has also been intense grief and humbling
challenges along her rise to fame. She’s candid and bold, charismatic and
resilient, ever-inspiring. She is a woman who has a deep love of her family and
her culture. For anyone that only thinks of her as a pretty face, think again.
*Professionally, I believe the actress has returned to using
Priyanka Chopra, but I included Jonas, for that is how the author’s name is
portrayed as the autobiographer.
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