This man.
Born in South Africa, raised by a loving but hardheaded faith-driven woman, his father a Swiss-man that he barely had a relationship with because he was white and it was legitimately a crime for them to be family.
This was another book that I listened to on audiotape because I got into a real NEED TO DEVOUR ALL BOOKS IN ALL FORMS type of mood. So I was basically reading all hours of the day.
And let me tell you, you don’t mind being told a story as an adult as long as the persons voice is as smooth and sweet and charismatic as Trevor Noah’s.
He put so much personality into his stories and it’s always great to have authors read their books to you because then you know how the story was meant to be told.
I love reading about real-life people’s lives and how different they are from mine, so this was pretty dang far off from how I grew up.
Because I’m a white girl from small-town Ontario who grew up with both parents and four siblings and essentially boring on top of beige on top of bland.
Except not because I had four siblings so we were actually wild fucking animals.
Anyway, read this book, listen to it, it was lovely and smart and I really love him.
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