The chapter Persepolis has the same name as the whole book, but there are no clues to why the author has chosen that title. I had a lot of confusion throughout this chapter, but then I was able to connect many of the final occurrences to my personal life. The little girl is trying to get a chance to talk to her grandmother about her grandpa, and how he ended up in jail. But, her grandmother does nothing but avoid talking about the topic. After a while, the girl's father hasn't arrived. The family starts to worry, and the girl thinks her father is dead. But, thankfully, the girl's dad arrived. He tells the family a story of how, when he was taking pictures of the hospital, he saw many dead bodies. I had many connections that were brought up as I read this the Persepolis chapter. Firstly, I remembered how I used to approach my grandmother when I was young for her to tell me stories about the past as the main character approaches he grandmother to learn about her grandfather. Also, the little girl listens to the family's converstion about the deaths the father reported and seems confused and annoyed. I can relate to those feelings she felt to what I feel everyday with my family. I am constantly asking myself why adults say such absurd things. I guess the Irani girl and I have a lot in common.
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