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“I didn't care if I was a genius or if I was pretty or if I was good in sports. I just liked to listen to Lynn and to talk to Bera-Bera and to eat rice candies.”

Quote by Cynthia Kadohata

Work

Kira-Kira

Kira-Kira is a poignant and reflective novel that follows the life of a young girl named Kira, as she navigates the complexities of family life and the challenges of growing up in a rapidly changing world. The story is imbued with the author's vivid descriptions of the natural beauty of rural Japan and the warmth of familial relationships, while also delving into the deeper issues of loss, memory, and the search for one's own path. more

Author

Cynthia Kadohata
Cynthia Kadohata

Cynthia Kadohata is an American writer renowned for her children's literature. Born on July 2, 1956, she graduated from Stanford University and lived in Japan for several years, which had a profound impact on her writing. Her works often explore themes of identity, cultural differences, and growth. more

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“The lamp of your memory keeps burning. Time is passing by, and it will continue to pass. One day, your time will come; do not be sad. Just keep observing; whatever appears before you is also a part of life’s journey. There is a significant event happening with you, and you are not realizing it. Be content and observe; good times are worth waiting for. The success of small objectives is achieved in a short time. Great successes come after a long time. You are a doctor; you understand that vegetables cook quickly, but diamonds and jewels are formed after centuries.”