Review of The Words in My Hands by Asphyxia: A Journey into Language and Activism
When I first picked up The Words in My Hands by Asphyxia, I was drawn in by its unique premise and the vibrant cover. As a lover of YA literature, I often find myself craving diverse voices and fresh perspectives, and this book promised to deliver on both fronts. What I didn’t anticipate was how deeply it would resonate with me, sneaking up on me like a gentle wave until I found myself immersed and unable to put it down.
Set in a near-future Melbourne, the story follows Piper, a Deaf girl navigating her identity and the complexities of a society that seems familiar yet subtly oppressive. Asphyxia masterfully navigates the insidious nature of this dystopian world—not one of blatant tyranny, but a society lulled into complacency by well-meaning governance that masks its shortcomings. This layered approach to oppression felt strikingly relevant, making me reflect on our own society’s often unseen injustices.
The narrative is delivered through the lens of Piper’s art journal, which not only beautifully illustrates her thoughts and experiences but also enhances the reading experience with its visual storytelling. Every page is a feast for the eyes, adorned with whimsical borders and striking artwork that Piper references in her entries. This format adds an engaging layer to the narrative, inviting readers to feel as though they are flipping through the pages of a friend’s diary rather than just reading a story.
As Piper learns Auslan through her friendship with Marley, a CODA, the story blooms into a celebration of language and connection. I was struck by Piper’s infectious enthusiasm as she discovered this new form of expression, and the interactions with Marley’s Deaf mother, Robbie, were pure magic on the page. It evoked nostalgia for my childhood—how I once tried to mimic ASL signs from a beloved series and somehow came to understand just how few Deaf characters have ever been represented in literature. This book fills that gap beautifully.
Another highlight for me was the intentional use of language, notably the distinction between "deaf" and "Deaf." The capital “D” added a profound layer to the narrative, emphasizing identity and community. I found it particularly enlightening, as Marley explains this to Piper in the latter part of the book, reinforcing the idea that words matter and can shape our understanding of ourselves and others.
The theme of activism runs deep, with Piper gradually awakening to the societal issues around her. Her journey echoes a call to action that feels particularly poignant in today’s world, urging readers to find their voice and stand up for their beliefs. The courage Piper exhibits when confronting challenges left me feeling motivated and hopeful.
In conclusion, The Words in My Hands is not just a story; it’s a celebration of identity, language, and the power of art. I wholeheartedly recommend it to anyone looking for a heartfelt narrative that challenges societal norms while providing an insightful glimpse into the Deaf community. Whether you’re a young adult, an aspiring activist, or simply someone in search of a beautifully crafted tale, this book is sure to leave its mark on your heart—much like it did on mine.