She looked down at them and said she knew she ought to do it, but that this task reminded her too closely of her concentration camp, where the prisoners were inspected each morning and divided into two lines—the healthy to live and the others to die. Her father, an orchestra violinist, had spoken out against the Germans, which had caused her family's arrest. When I heard her words, I realized how useless was all that I'd heard about Poles, how much richness it hid, like the worthless shell around an almond. I still do not know, or car, whether she cooks cabbage. (12.5)
When Amir gets to know his Polish pal better, he discovers that the stereotypes he's heard are just plain wrong. And worse than that, they actually keep people from really learning about other individuals. Amir compares a stereotype to a "worthless shell around an almond." What do you think of this comparison? One thing is for sure: it's a good thing Amir ignores the stereotypes, because he ends up making a great friend.