Don't Let My Baby Do Rodeo - Book Review - Mother's Circle
A story of immigrants and adoption, a mother's journey and self-exploration, Don't Let My Baby Do Rodeo by Boris Fishman, was a book filled with gorgeous, rich sentences, and the requirement of some close reading. The conflict between superstitions and traditions and the immersion into another culture, even decades later, is powerful, as are the discoveries of what lies within relationships. Familial bonds, marital and in-law relationships and the dissection of what it really means to be a mother, a parent, a family. Fear and loneliness, blame and self doubt, lies and truths all tangle together throughout Maya's tortured journey. Fishman crafts sentences that forced me to underline and reread them to savor the just-right combinations of words. Some examples: "Alex rose, the sofa giving him up with a sigh," "'For my father, there's no gift without a con wrapped around it. You divide what he says by half and subtract, and you start getting closer. He speaks in Fahrenheit, but the truth is closer to Celsius.'" "...the value of pragmatic deceit..." "The night shift regularly put him in acquaintance with the glitches and flaws of human design." "...every obsession withers if you just hold down the obsessive..." "...when he agreed to unshell himself, the world loved him."
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