Sometimes a book is just an okay read. Sometimes, it’s a disappointment, and sometimes it blows you away.


I wanted to read Persepolis for a couple reasons – a graphic novel written by a woman that is overwhelmingly successful, is unusual. One written by an Iranian woman about her childhood during the Iranian Revolution, and coming of age in it’s aftermath – that is something completely different.

This perspective is unlike others you are likely to hear. The story from a child who witnessed the Revolution first hand, and how her life changed, and how that change turned to a level of normalcy that was almost too much for her to accept.

I fell in love with the book while reading it because it’s hard not to love Marjane. She loves punk rock, she seeks heroes in her own family, and seeks knowledge from a young age to better understand what’s happening around her, to better understand how the rest of the world works as well. She experiences success and failure. Her parents and grandmother are unquestioningly supportive and allowing, encouraging her to think for herself and stand up for her beliefs, and defend herself.

I flew through this and was disappointed when it was over.

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