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Condizione: very_good. Gently read. May have name of previous ownership, or ex-library edition. Binding tight; spine straight and smooth, with no creasing; covers clean and crisp. Minimal signs of handling or shelving. 100% GUARANTEE! Shipped with delivery confirmation, if you're not satisfied with purchase please return item! Ships USPS Media Mail.…

Paperback. Condizione: Fair. Revised. The item might be beaten up but readable. May contain markings or highlighting, as well as stains, bent corners, or any other major defect, but the text is not obscured in any way.

Soft cover. Condizione: As New. US SW Monteiro: This 334 page trade paperback is like new. MONTEIRO: ,Yellow cover, black title.

Hardcover. Condizione: new. Hardcover. While an historical account of the causes of the Japanese-American internment during World War II has slowly been recorded, the psychological effects on the internees and their progeny had received little attention until the 1987 Sansei research project. This book is an exhaustive account of the project, which employed a cross-generational approach to evaluate patterns of communication, identity, and other topics within changing historical contexts. The work is of interest to psychologists, historians, and lay people concerned with the internment itself, as well as with the more general effects of trauma on victims and future generations. As time went by, "camp" remained a vague, cryptic reference to some time in the past, the past of my parents, their friends, my grand parents, and my relatives. It was not until high school that I began to understand the significance of the word, that camp referred to a World War II American concentration camp, not a summer camp. Shipping may be from multiple locations in the US or from the UK, depending on stock availability.…

Hardcover. Condizione: Near Fine. Condizione sovraccoperta: Near Fine. 1st Edition. xx, 277 pages : illustrations, maps. This is a copy of the original edition of 1993. It is in near fine condition in the publisher's pictorial paper-covered boards. Binding fresh and attractive; signed by author at front free endpaper else contents as new. 600 grams. Signed by Author(s).…

Condizione: New. In English.

Condizione: New. In English.

Condizione: New. pp. 300.

Condizione: New. pp. 304.

Buch. Condizione: Neu. Druck auf Anfrage Neuware - Printed after ordering - At the age of 6, I discovered a jar of brightly colored shells under my grandmother's kitchen sink. When I inquired where they had come from, she did not answer. Instead, she told me in broken English, 'Ask your mother. ' My mother's response to the same question was, 'Oh, I made them in camp. ' 'Was it fun ' I asked enthusiastically. 'Not really,' she replied. Her answer puzzled me. The shells were beautiful, and camp, as far as I knew, was a fun place where children roasted marshmallows and sang songs around the fire. Yet my mother's reaction did not seem happy. I was perplexed by this brief exchange, but I also sensed I should not ask more questions. As time went by, 'camp' remained a vague, cryptic reference to some time in the past, the past of my parents, their friends, my grand parents, and my relatives. We never directly discussed it. It was not until high school that I began to understand the significance of the word, that camp referred to a World War II American concentration camp, not a summer camp. Much later I learned that the silence surrounding discus sions about this traumatic period of my parents' lives was a phenomenon characteristic not only of my family but also of most other Japanese American families after the war.…

Taschenbuch. Condizione: Neu. Druck auf Anfrage Neuware - Printed after ordering - At the age of 6, I discovered a jar of brightly colored shells under my grandmother's kitchen sink. When I inquired where they had come from, she did not answer. Instead, she told me in broken English, 'Ask your mother. ' My mother's response to the same question was, 'Oh, I made them in camp. ' 'Was it fun ' I asked enthusiastically. 'Not really,' she replied. Her answer puzzled me. The shells were beautiful, and camp, as far as I knew, was a fun place where children roasted marshmallows and sang songs around the fire. Yet my mother's reaction did not seem happy. I was perplexed by this brief exchange, but I also sensed I should not ask more questions. As time went by, 'camp' remained a vague, cryptic reference to some time in the past, the past of my parents, their friends, my grand parents, and my relatives. We never directly discussed it. It was not until high school that I began to understand the significance of the word, that camp referred to a World War II American concentration camp, not a summer camp. Much later I learned that the silence surrounding discus sions about this traumatic period of my parents' lives was a phenomenon characteristic not only of my family but also of most other Japanese American families after the war.…

Paperback. Condizione: Brand New. 298 pages. 8.75x6.00x0.75 inches. In Stock.

Hardcover. Condizione: new. Hardcover. While an historical account of the causes of the Japanese-American internment during World War II has slowly been recorded, the psychological effects on the internees and their progeny had received little attention until the 1987 Sansei research project. This book is an exhaustive account of the project, which employed a cross-generational approach to evaluate patterns of communication, identity, and other topics within changing historical contexts. The work is of interest to psychologists, historians, and lay people concerned with the internment itself, as well as with the more general effects of trauma on victims and future generations. As time went by, "camp" remained a vague, cryptic reference to some time in the past, the past of my parents, their friends, my grand parents, and my relatives. It was not until high school that I began to understand the significance of the word, that camp referred to a World War II American concentration camp, not a summer camp. Shipping may be from our Sydney, NSW warehouse or from our UK or US warehouse, depending on stock availability.…

Condizione: new. Questo è un articolo print on demand.

Taschenbuch. Condizione: Neu. This item is printed on demand - it takes 3-4 days longer - Neuware -At the age of 6, I discovered a jar of brightly colored shells under my grandmother's kitchen sink. When I inquired where they had come from, she did not answer. Instead, she told me in broken English, 'Ask your mother. ' My mother's response to the same question was, 'Oh, I made them in camp. ' 'Was it fun ' I asked enthusiastically. 'Not really,' she replied. Her answer puzzled me. The shells were beautiful, and camp, as far as I knew, was a fun place where children roasted marshmallows and sang songs around the fire. Yet my mother's reaction did not seem happy. I was perplexed by this brief exchange, but I also sensed I should not ask more questions. As time went by, 'camp' remained a vague, cryptic reference to some time in the past, the past of my parents, their friends, my grand parents, and my relatives. We never directly discussed it. It was not until high school that I began to understand the significance of the word, that camp referred to a World War II American concentration camp, not a summer camp. Much later I learned that the silence surrounding discus sions about this traumatic period of my parents' lives was a phenomenon characteristic not only of my family but also of most other Japanese American families after the war. 300 pp. Englisch. …

Buch. Condizione: Neu. This item is printed on demand - it takes 3-4 days longer - Neuware -At the age of 6, I discovered a jar of brightly colored shells under my grandmother's kitchen sink. When I inquired where they had come from, she did not answer. Instead, she told me in broken English, 'Ask your mother. ' My mother's response to the same question was, 'Oh, I made them in camp. ' 'Was it fun ' I asked enthusiastically. 'Not really,' she replied. Her answer puzzled me. The shells were beautiful, and camp, as far as I knew, was a fun place where children roasted marshmallows and sang songs around the fire. Yet my mother's reaction did not seem happy. I was perplexed by this brief exchange, but I also sensed I should not ask more questions. As time went by, 'camp' remained a vague, cryptic reference to some time in the past, the past of my parents, their friends, my grand parents, and my relatives. We never directly discussed it. It was not until high school that I began to understand the significance of the word, that camp referred to a World War II American concentration camp, not a summer camp. Much later I learned that the silence surrounding discus sions about this traumatic period of my parents' lives was a phenomenon characteristic not only of my family but also of most other Japanese American families after the war. 304 pp. Englisch.…

Gebunden. Condizione: New. Dieser Artikel ist ein Print on Demand Artikel und wird nach Ihrer Bestellung fuer Sie gedruckt. At the age of 6, I discovered a jar of brightly colored shells under my grandmother s kitchen sink. When I inquired where they had come from, she did not answer. Instead, she told me in broken English, Ask your mother. My mother s response to the same qu.…

Condizione: New. Dieser Artikel ist ein Print on Demand Artikel und wird nach Ihrer Bestellung fuer Sie gedruckt. At the age of 6, I discovered a jar of brightly colored shells under my grandmother s kitchen sink. When I inquired where they had come from, she did not answer. Instead, she told me in broken English, Ask your mother. My mother s response to the same qu.…

Condizione: New. Print on Demand pp. 304 52:B&W 6.14 x 9.21in or 234 x 156mm (Royal 8vo) Case Laminate on White w/Gloss Lam.

Condizione: New. Print on Demand pp. 300 49:B&W 6.14 x 9.21 in or 234 x 156 mm (Royal 8vo) Perfect Bound on White w/Gloss Lam.

Condizione: New. PRINT ON DEMAND pp. 304.

Condizione: New. PRINT ON DEMAND pp. 300.

Taschenbuch. Condizione: Neu. This item is printed on demand - Print on Demand Titel. Neuware -At the age of 6, I discovered a jar of brightly colored shells under my grandmother's kitchen sink. When I inquired where they had come from, she did not answer. Instead, she told me in broken English, 'Ask your mother. ' My mother's response to the same question was, 'Oh, I made them in camp. ' 'Was it fun ' I asked enthusiastically. 'Not really,' she replied. Her answer puzzled me. The shells were beautiful, and camp, as far as I knew, was a fun place where children roasted marshmallows and sang songs around the fire. Yet my mother's reaction did not seem happy. I was perplexed by this brief exchange, but I also sensed I should not ask more questions. As time went by, 'camp' remained a vague, cryptic reference to some time in the past, the past of my parents, their friends, my grand parents, and my relatives. We never directly discussed it. It was not until high school that I began to understand the significance of the word, that camp referred to a World War II American concentration camp, not a summer camp. Much later I learned that the silence surrounding discus sions about this traumatic period of my parents' lives was a phenomenon characteristic not only of my family but also of most other Japanese American families after the war.Springer-Verlag KG, Sachsenplatz 4-6, 1201 Wien 300 pp. Englisch. …

Buch. Condizione: Neu. This item is printed on demand - Print on Demand Titel. Neuware -At the age of 6, I discovered a jar of brightly colored shells under my grandmother's kitchen sink. When I inquired where they had come from, she did not answer. Instead, she told me in broken English, 'Ask your mother. ' My mother's response to the same question was, 'Oh, I made them in camp. ' 'Was it fun ' I asked enthusiastically. 'Not really,' she replied. Her answer puzzled me. The shells were beautiful, and camp, as far as I knew, was a fun place where children roasted marshmallows and sang songs around the fire. Yet my mother's reaction did not seem happy. I was perplexed by this brief exchange, but I also sensed I should not ask more questions. As time went by, 'camp' remained a vague, cryptic reference to some time in the past, the past of my parents, their friends, my grand parents, and my relatives. We never directly discussed it. It was not until high school that I began to understand the significance of the word, that camp referred to a World War II American concentration camp, not a summer camp. Much later I learned that the silence surrounding discus sions about this traumatic period of my parents' lives was a phenomenon characteristic not only of my family but also of most other Japanese American families after the war.Springer Verlag GmbH, Tiergartenstr. 17, 69121 Heidelberg 304 pp. Englisch.…