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“Glimmering, strobe-lit language . . . a complex, cosmopolitan African experience too rarely depicted in books." ?Teju Cole, GQ's Book of the Year Club. “Harried reader, I'll save you precious time: skip this review and head directly to the bookstore for Binyavanga Wainaina's standup-and-cheer coming-of-age memoir, One
Wainaina, a product of middle- class Kenya, gives us a book that reads more like poetry than prose. He is now transplanted from his African homeland to an American life as a col- lege professor at Bard. Yet he seems to find no place his home. One Day I Will Write About This. Place is a memoir that takes the reader from
From Chapter One It is afternoon. We are playing soccer near the clothesline behind the main house. Jimmy, my brother, is eleven, and my sister, Ciru, is five and a half. I am the goalie. I am seven years old, and I still do not know why everybody seems to know what they are doing and why they are doing it. “You are not fat.
One Day I Will Write About This Place has 1223 ratings and 199 reviews. Zanna said: This is the memoir of a book addict, and Wainaina's savour for langu
4 Nov 2011 The idea of truth has always been central to literature – so central that the early practitioners of fiction published their work under the guise of autobiography. Defoe's Robinson Crusoe, regarded by many as the first true English novel, has, in its first edition, beneath its long title phrase (The Life and Strange
“Harried reader, I'll save you precious time: skip this review and head directly to the bookstore for Binyavanga Wainaina's stand-up-and-cheer coming-of-age memoir, One Day I Will Write About This Place. Although written by an East African and set in East and Southern Africa, Wainaina's book is not just for Afrophiles or
12 Aug 2011 Chapter One. It is afternoon. We are playing soccer near the clothesline behind the main house. Jimmy, my brother, is eleven, and my sister, Ciru, is five and a half. I am the goalie. I am seven years old, and I still do not know why everybody seems to know what they are doing and why they are doing it.
One Day I Will Write About This Place. Binyavanga Wainaina. I am home. We sit in the dining room, and talk from breakfast to lunch, plates with congealing eggs littering the table. Every so often my mother will grab my hand and check my nails; a finger will reach into her mouth and emerge to lick a spot off my forehead,
Binyavanga Wainaina tumbled through his middle-class Kenyan childhood out of kilter with the world around him. This world came to him as a chaos of loud and colourful sounds: the hair dryers at his mother's beauty parlor, black mamba bicycle bells, mechanics in Nairobi, the music of Michael Jackson—all punctuated by
12 Aug 2011 Harried reader, I'll save you precious time: skip this review and head directly to the bookstore for Binyavanga Wainaina's stand-up-and-cheer coming-of-age memoir, “One Day I Will Write About This Place." Although written by an East African and set in East and Southern Africa, Wainaina's book is not just

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