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I can see how Krien is heavily influenced by Helen Garner, but her writing just isn’t in the same standard as Garner.
There is a lot of bias in her sympathies that I think clouds her view of the facts, and frankly I think she’s biased herself the wrong way. She touches on this as an issue in her writing, but an acknowledgment isn’t enough for me. Not in this case. The ending is also too inconclusive for me.
I would recommend reading still, it’s very well researched. But her writing and her interpretation of both the case and the additional research left me disappointed.
There is a lot of bias in her sympathies that I think clouds her view of the facts, and frankly I think she’s biased herself the wrong way. She touches on this as an issue in her writing, but an acknowledgment isn’t enough for me. Not in this case. The ending is also too inconclusive for me.
I would recommend reading still, it’s very well researched. But her writing and her interpretation of both the case and the additional research left me disappointed.
“Somewhere along the line, we give up counting.
Somewhere along the line, we just give in.
Somewhere along the line, we stop reporting.
Somewhere along the line, we die a little.”
This memoir is so important. This work is raw and it is brave and it breaks down what it is like to grow up in this country and be different. Maxine Beneba Clark tells her story with grace and fire. In her words I was in the playground with her, I could see and hear and even smell the abuse she dealt with as a child. I was in the classrooms with her in high school and I was especially in her house on that fateful day at the end of her tale. This is a memoir of family strength, of resilience and of kindness. Trigger warnings for racism, abuse
Somewhere along the line, we just give in.
Somewhere along the line, we stop reporting.
Somewhere along the line, we die a little.”
This memoir is so important. This work is raw and it is brave and it breaks down what it is like to grow up in this country and be different. Maxine Beneba Clark tells her story with grace and fire. In her words I was in the playground with her, I could see and hear and even smell the abuse she dealt with as a child. I was in the classrooms with her in high school and I was especially in her house on that fateful day at the end of her tale. This is a memoir of family strength, of resilience and of kindness. Trigger warnings for racism, abuse
