The Woo-Woo: How I Survived Ice Hockey, Drug Raids, Demons, and My Crazy Chinese Family

This book was funny. Not in a haha way but in a horrific-how-could-this-story-even-be-a-little-true way. Lindsay Wong’s memoir The Woo-Woo: How I Survived Ice Hockey, Drug Raids, Demons, and My Crazy Chinese Family, brought tears to my eyes as I read it. This book was full of stories from her childhood that were simply unreal. Lindsay does state that all events are her version of the story as she remembers it so what really happened could have been a bit skewed. The Woo-woo was a thing in her family in which her grandmother, grandfather, mother, and aunt all seemed to either have or be really scared of. The Woo-woo is being possessed by ghosts that are all around us. One of the things Lindsay’s parents told her was to never cry because it shows weakness and that is when the Woo-woo will get you and go into your body. As an overweight, non-bathed child growing up, I often looked at the back jacket of the book at Lindsay’s author picture and thought “Really? That girl was overweight and walked around dirty at one point?”. Because she looks so completely normal to me. Lindsay’s memories of going to college, bad fashion, breaking a girl’s leg with her hockey stick, and trying to make her family like her are just a few of the stories she shares with her readers. The book is raw and to the point and I would love to see it turned into a movie.