

Mishna Wolff grew up in a poor black neighborhood with her single father, a white man who truly believed he was black. "He strutted around with a short perm, a Cosby-esqe sweater, gold chains and a Kangol--telling jokes like Redd Fox, and giving advice like Jesse Jackson...

Mishna Wolff grew up in a poor African American neighbourhood with her single father, a white man who truly believed he was African American. This is a memoir that will have readers howling with laughter, recommending it to friends and questioning what it means to be African...


