To distance himself from what he has seen, Beah remembers his grandmother’s directive to “be like the moon,”
as the moon always makes people happy. Beah has always followed her
advice, and as a boy, spends much of his time contemplating the moon and
seeing images in its surface as one does with clouds. In the present in
New York City, Beah is pleased to know that something of his younger
self remains, since he can still look with the same the pleasure that he
once did at the moon.
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