"We deshis, we gotta help each other. One hand helps the other." (71)
This sentence made me smile, because that is true. The way Uncle and Auntie take in Nadira and Aisha, without grumble; and the way Mr. Rashid tries to help Abba and Amma, even though Aisha doesn't seem to think so; even the way Tareq offers to help them with getting Abba out of prison. None of them needed to do that and they did. That really means something, although I don't know what. It seems to me that Aisha doesn't realize this system. All these people are family, or like family. They help one another, but don't ask for something in return. Even though you can't really tell from Nadira's narration, there are a lot of people who help in small ways. I flipped through what we've already read and you can see the small details. The officer at the border who talks to them and gives them advice. Ali-Uncle, who gives free cokes to Nadira. Mr. Friedlander, who helps Aisha get interviews to different colleges and universities. That's pretty awesome.
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