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16 reviews
Wayson Choy

Other Press, 2007

A Fantastic Read
The Jade Peony is a poignant tale about three Chinese children growing up in Vancouver's Chinatown during world war 2. Wayson Choy's writing is beautiful, searing, and eloquent. This book will keep you hooked. No wonder it won the Trillium Award. I had the honor of meeting Wayson Choy. He is a delightful person, and his talent definitely shines through in his works. Highly recommended to ...

Paper Shadows : A Chinatown Childhood

2 reviews
Wayson Choy

Penguin Books Canada, Limited, 2000

Mo-no juk sum Makes Good, Eloquently
In anticipation of the lunar new year, I picked up this book. The author had me under his spell by the second page. In his memoir of growing up in the 1940's, as the son of Chinese immigrants in Vancouver's Chinatown, the reader learns that Mr. Choy, while on a promotional book tour in 1995, received a call from a woman who says that she just saw his mother. But his Toisanese mother died ...

All That Matters

5 reviews
Wayson Choy

Other Press, 2007

A brilliant, compelling sequel to The Jade Peony
I finished All That Matters by Wayson Choy in the wee hours of the early morning. It was so beautiful and compelling that I could hardly bear to put it down to finish the next day. All That Matters is the long and eagerly awaited sequel to Choy's first book, the award-winning and national best-selling The Jade Peony. Expectedly, it is a continuation of Jade Peony, this time written in First Son ...

Not Yet: A Memoir of Living and Almost Dying
Wayson Choy

Doubleday Canada, 2009

Framed by Wayson Choy?s two brushes with death, Not Yet is an intimate and insightful study of one man?s reasons for living. In 2001, Wayson Choy suffered a combined asthma-heart attack. As he lay in his hospital bed, slipping in and out of consciousness, his days punctuated by the beeps of the machines that were keeping him alive, Choy heard the voices of his ancestors warning him that without a wife, he would one day die alone. And yet ...