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Cynthia Kadohata

Cynthia Kadohata (born July 2, 1956) is a Japanese American children's writer best known for her young adult novel Kira-Kira which won the Newbery Medal in 2005. She won the National Book Award in Young People's Literature in 2013 for The Thing About Luck. Kadohata was born in Chicago, Illinois. Her first published short story appeared in The New Yorker in 1986.

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if you hated white people, they would just hate you back, and nothing would change in the world; and if you didn't hate them after the way they treated you, you would end up hating yourself, and nothing would change that way, either. So it was no good to hate them, and it was no good not to hate them. So nothing changed.

Back, Changed, Hate, Hating, People, White

I almost never slept deeply anymore--as soon as she said my name, I always sat up immediately, no matter how tired I was.

Matter, Names, Sat, Slept, Tired

Watch out for life. . . It's harder than it looks.

Harder, Life, Looks, Watch, Watches

It took seven years from the day I decided I wanted to write fiction to actually getting a book published.

Book, Decided, Published, Took, Writing, Years

My sister had taught me to look at the world that way, as a place that glitters, as a place where the calls of the crickets and the crows and the wind are everyday occurrences that also happen to be magic.

Glitters, Happen, Life, Magic, Wind, World

For me, books are music for my mind and my imagination. When I am stuck in something I'm writing, I simply read my way out of being stuck. You can never waste time reading.

Book, Books, Reading, Waste, Writing

you could see the roads crisscrossing over the fields. When cars went by, far away, the beams were so bright they seemed to be ropes of light pulling the cars behind.

Car, Crisscrossing, Light, Pulling, Roads, Rope

I love writing about people on the road.

Love, People, Road, Writing

I know a lot about when I was a little girl, because my sister used to keep a diary. Today I keep her diary in a drawer next to by bed. I like to see how her memories were the same as mine, but also different.

Bed, Girl, Know, Memories

Here at the sea---especially at the sea---I could hear my sister’s voice in the waves: “Kira-kira! Kira-kira!

Kira, Sea, Sisters, Voice, Waves

Some days I think she was really miserable, because she cried a lot. In a way, I'd had to steel my heart to her crying. You need to steel yourself to a lot of things when someone in your family is really sick.

Cried, Heart, Sick, Things, Think, Thinking