Where did I get the nerve to think I could handle American teenagers? Ignorance. That's where I got the nerve.
First of all there is always that artistic challenge of creating something. Or the particular experience to take slum life in that period and make something out of it in the form of a book. And then I felt some kind of responsibility to my family.
Bless me, Father, for I have sinned, it's been a minute since my last confession.
Sing your song. Dance your dance. Tell your tale.
The sky is the limit. You never have the same experience twice.
I asked my dad what afflicted meant and he said 'Sickness son, and things that don't fit.'