Americanized : Rebel Without a Green Card
by Saedi, Sara

Chapter One A Brief (but Juicy) History of My Birthplace (and My Birth)
Chapter Two Partners in Immigration Crime
Frequently Asked Question #1 What's the difference between being Persian and being Iranian?
Chapter Three Sporting the Frida Kahlo
Chapter Four The Myth of the Iranian Parent
Frequently Asked Question #2 What do Iranians have against Sally Field?
Chapter Five Love and Other Drugs
Chapter Six My Muslim Grandmother and Me
Frequently Asked Question #3 Why do Iranians keep watering cans in their bathrooms?
Chapter Seven I Didn't Ask to Raise This Anchor Baby
Chapter Eight Rhinoplasty Acne-pocalypse
Frequently Asked Question #4 What is the deal with Iranian weddings?
Chapter Nine Thick as Thieves
Chapter Ten Divorce: Illegal Immigrant-Style
Frequently Asked Question #5 Why do Iranians always argue over the bill?
Chapter Eleven I Am a Product of Incest
Chapter Twelve Home, Sweet Homeless
Frequently Asked Question #6 Why the hell is it the year 1396 in Iran?
Chapter Thirteen Sex, Prom, and Other Catastrophes
Chapter Fourteen Illegal Immigrant Problems
Frequently Asked Question #7 I'm undocumented and I'm scared. Any words of advice?
Chapter Fifteen I Am a Spork
An Open Letter to Myself
Your Illegal Immigrant Refresher Course!

Learning as a teenager that her Iranian family is undocumented, 13-year-old, straight-A student Sara Saedi juggles the challenges of trying to obtain a green card with the stressful realities of being an everyday American teen. Simultaneous eBook.

Sara Saedi was born in Tehran, Iran smack-dab in the middle of a war and an Islamic Revolution. She received a B.A. in Film and Mass Communications from the University of California, Berkeley and began her career as a creative executive for ABC Daytime. Since then she's penned three TV movies for ABC Family and a pilot for the Disney Channel, won a Daytime Emmy for What If..., a web series she wrote for ABC, and worked as a staff writer on the FOX sitcom The Goodwin Games. Her first novel for young adults, Never Ever, was published by Viking in June. She currently resides in Los Angeles with her husband, son, and pug, where she writes for the hit CW show iZombie. Learn more on Twitter at @saaaranotsarah or at

*Starred Review* Imagine finding out when you're almost 13 that you're an undocumented immigrant and can be deported from the U.S. at any time. This is just one of the secrets that Saedi, now 37, reveals in this often funny and deeply moving memoir based on entries from her teenage diary. Born in 1980 in Iran during the Iranian Revolution, Sara fled to the U.S. with her family when she was two. She humorously relates stories of angst over her high-school crush, confusion over her birth date, idolization of her "perfect" older sister, annoyance at being the surrogate mother of her younger U.S.-born brother, zit and "skin-shaming" issues, hatred of her large Iranian nose, embarrassment over her unibrow, obsession with acting, experimentation with smoking and alcohol, prom date dilemmas, and incidents from her parents' and grandparents' difficult lives. Black-and-white photos are interspersed with intriguing chapter titles ("Sporting the Frida Kahlo," "I Am the Product of Incest"), while, at the same time, the narrative offers a brief look at the history of Iran (pronounced E-ron, she emphasizes, not I-ran, as many Americans say). Her encouraging advice for undocumented immigrants is invaluable, honest, and heartfelt. This irresistible and timely memoir is hard to put down. Copyright 2017 Booklist Reviews.

Saedi recounts her teen years growing up and coming of age in 1990s California while fearing deportation for herself and her undocumented family. Born in Iran, Saedi came to the United States at 2 with her secular family as "illegal aliens" fleeing the Iraq-Iran War. In Chapter 1 and with humor, candor, and accessibility, she breaks down historical and geopolitical facts about Iran and her family's reason for leaving their home; in doing so, she debunks myths about Iran, its people, and Tehran-a city that looked less like Agrabah than New York City. Facing topics such as religion and tensions in the Middle East, handled with delicacy, Saedi asserts a fearless voice for Gen Xers and millennials. Saedi wields satire and hyperbole as she balances compelling points about world leaders and politicians with nostalgic references to Nancy Reagan's "Just say no to drugs" campaign, celebrities, and music icons. Iranian women and families are depicted in all ways: religious, secul ar, strict, trusting, educated, independent, passionate, traditional, nontraditional. Zits, teenage angst, boy drama, drugs, alcohol, and sex are handled with humanity. No topic is off limits it seems, as she takes on illegal immigration protocols that bleed into today's turbulent times, with mentions of DACA and the "Muslim ban." Interspersed throughout are photographs, FAQs, and excerpts from the author's diary from her teen years. With gumption, Saedi draws from her American-ness and Iranian-ness for a successful depiction of immigrant life in the U.S.: a must-read. (Memoir. 14-18) Copyright Kirkus 2017 Kirkus/BPI Communications. All rights reserved.

Chapter One

A Brief (but Juicy) History of My Birthplace (and My Birth)



I swear on my autographed copy of Ethan Hawke's debut novel that this chapter will not be dull, so please don't skim or skip over it. If you won't take my word for it and have no vested interest in broadening your worldview, here's the most important takeaway: Iran is not pronounced I-ran; it's pronounced e-ron. Spread the word. Tell all your friends. Tweet it. Shout it from the rooftops. Correct people. It'll make you sound smart and cultured. On behalf of my fellow Iranians (e-ron-ians), we thank you.


Now, for those juicy historical details you were promised! Real talk: Iran has dealt with its fair share of strife and political unrest. And while I'm not one to point fingers or lay blame .?.?. the United States and Britain were totally at fault. Okay, that's not entirely accurate. The West might not be directly accountable for all of Iran's drama, but they definitely stirred the pot, back in the early 1950s. During that time, Prime Minister Mohammad Mossadegh ruled Iran. Personally, I consider the man a hero. He was a democratically elected leader, and a progressive. But his main claim to fame was that he nationalized Iran's oil industry. Prior to Mossadegh, the country's most valuable resource was under British control. But why let the Brits instead of Iranians profit off of Iran's most lucrative industry? That's the equivalent of Kanye West pocketing all the profits from 1989 (the Taylor Swift album, not the year in history). Thus, Iran told the British oil companies to hit the road, and the Brits were predictably pissed. Mossadegh to Britain: "Bye, Felicia."


So Britain decided to call in a favor to their bestie: the United States. If texting had existed at that time, then Winston Churchill would have sent President Eisenhower a bunch of crying-faced emojis. According to Churchill, they needed to get rid of Mossadegh. The United States was initially reluctant to get involved, but Britain pointed out that Iran's beloved prime minister had newly gained the support of the Tudeh Party (an Iranian communist party) and the country would eventually go red. (Oh, hell no it wouldn't. Our man Mossadegh wasn't even a fan of socialism. Not to mention, the Tudeh Party frequently turned against him.) So Eisenhower said, "We're in!" And that's when the CIA and Britain's Secret Intelligence Service decided to buddy up and formulate a secret coup to overthrow Mossadegh. They called it: Operation Ajax. Possibly named for the mythological Greek hero or the cleaning product. Your guess is as good as mine. It was decided that Iran's ruling monarch at the time, Shah Mohammad Reza Pahlavi (yes, "Mohammad" is like the "Mike" of Iran), would take over for Mossadegh. Initially, the shah said, "You people are nuts! Everyone loves Mossadegh. You're asking me to commit political suicide." But then the United States threatened to dismiss the shah as well, and he was like: "How soon do we get this overthrow party started?"


Long story short, the coup was a success. Mossadegh was jailed for three years and then placed under house arrest, till his death in 1967. Kind of ironic that today the United States would really love more democratic countries in the Middle East, and Iran was one, until the CIA got involved. J'accuse! The short-term wins for the United States and United Kingdom included regaining limited access to Iran's oil by having a stake in a holding company called Iranian Oil Participants, or IOP. After the overthrow of Mossadegh, public opinion in Iran was so against the Brits taking total control of the country's oil supply again that IOP was the United Kingdom's next best option.


Meanwhile, post-coup, the shah and his family were living it up on diamond-studded thrones until everything went off the rails again, in 1978. This time, the political unrest wasn't orchestrated by foreign powers. It was the people of Iran who were fed up with the monarchy, and they had good reason. For starters, the Pahlavi family was ridiculously rich, and shamelessly extravagant with their money. Iranians respected properly gained wealth, but they objected to the shah's fortune, because much of it was stolen from the people. Which is why, beyond the walls of the palace, the country's economy was in the crapper. Families struggled to put food on the table, while the royal family spent hundreds of millions of dollars on parties to celebrate the monarchy. Not to mention that the shah had a secret police force called SAVAK, which had a reputation for torturing and executing anyone who opposed the monarchy. (Side note: America and Israel helped establish SAVAK. In fact, the CIA helped train the officers, which means they played a significant role in the torture and murder of thousands of shah detractors.) But at this point, even the United States was over the shah because .?.?. wait for it .?.?. he increased the price of oil. The overwhelming dislike for the Pahlavi dynasty gave birth to the Iranian Revolution, and by then my parents were also fed up with the regime's inhumane tactics. My baba, Ali, joined the protests, and eventually the shah was exiled.


Mostly everyone in Iran: "SWEET!"


But with every revolution comes the risk that the new regime might suck worse than the old one, and some felt that happened when the Ayatollah Khomeini (the guy with the long beard and turban-"imam" accessories that many now associate with stereotypes like: terrorism) came into power. Keep in mind that the Tehran of my parents' generation (during the shah's reign) was a burgeoning metropolis with European sensibilities. My maman (1) walked the streets of her neighborhood in itty-bitty miniskirts, with her long, wavy brown hair blowing freely in the wind.


During his bachelor days, my dad regularly had girlfriends who he could take out in public. The consumption of alcohol was legal, and no one had to worry about the religious police arresting them for throwing a coed party. Tehran (the country's capital) was a vacation hot spot, and a travel destination for many Westerners. Also, just so we're clear-my parents didn't travel around town on a camel. If you want to picture Tehran in your head, don't conjure up images of Agrabah (the fictional city in Aladdin). Think New York City.


But when Khomeini came to power, he founded the Islamic Republic of Iran and introduced Islamic law(2) to the country. Suddenly there were strict dress codes for women that required them to cover up their hair, men and women (unless they were married) were mostly segregated, Western music and movies were banned, and alcohol became illegal. For some, Khomeini was a total buzzkill. Of course, the new laws thrilled the country's religious citizens, but my mostly secular family wasn't having it. My mom had great hair. It would have been a cardinal sin to cover up those luscious chestnut locks. That said, while the country was deprived of my mom's shampoo-commercial-quality tresses, there were also benefits to the Islamic Revolution. For instance, the literacy rate in Iran nearly tripled (up to 97 percent, higher than the United States'), because social conservatives were comfortable with sending their daughters to school, now that their classmates would also be wearing head scarves. One could argue that the revolution oppressed women, while others could argue it helped liberate them.


Meanwhile, the shah and his family, now in exile, were desperately looking for a country to take them in. President Carter reluctantly allowed them into the United States so the shah could receive surgery for non-Hodgkin's lymphoma, but then all hell broke loose in Tehran. Iranians wanted the shah returned to the country so he could be tried for war crimes. When the United States refused to send him back, a bunch of Iranian students stormed the US embassy and took fifty-two Americans hostage (see: the Academy Award-winning movie Argo). As if a hostage crisis and an Iranian revolution weren't complicated enough, by 1980 the country also found itself at war with Iraq. The conflict was mostly geopolitical, with a long-standing border dispute between both nations. With the support of the United States (ahem), Iraq invaded Iran. At this point, the United States was politically motivated to back Iraq in the war. After Iran's revolution, the new regime was pushing hostile propaganda against the West. Iran was also gaining allies in the Middle East, and the US government worried the country would become the sole power in the region, thus wielding far too much influence. But guess what else happened in 1980?


I was born!


(1) Maman means "mom" in Farsi.



(2) Islamic law (also referred to as Sharia) is a set of moral laws that come from the Qur'an instead of legislation by the people. Some aspects of Islamic law are observed in Iran's legal system, but today the country mostly operates under civil law, ratified by the parliament.

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