"Things learned so far: Mastering bigness is easy. It's mastering smallness that takes work." 
 Kamala Khan is fucking awesome. She's real, and that's super important to me. Kamala is struggling, she's a Muslim American, and she has to balance the expectation of her parents who want her to fit their cultural standards, as well as wanting to fit in at school. She also wishes that she could be Carol Danvers. 
 It's really beautiful how Wilson weaves the story of this girl who wished for super powers, got them, and now has no idea what to do with them. The teenage awkwardness that Wilson writes is beautiful, and maybe that's an oxymoron, but it's so relateable that it's elegant in a way. Khan's super power is she can grow and shrink, and she is so awkward in learning it that it reminds me of teenage years perfectly. Sometimes an arm is too long and she doesn't know how to make it go back, other times she has to learn to be small. 
 Kamala doesn't face really any big bad superheroes in this book, and that's the beauty of it. She just has nasty teenage girls who are islamaphobic, and only like her when they think she's super, and that enemy is probably worse than something that some super villain can do. The art is beautiful, the story is amazing, and I can't wait to get my hands on the next volume.