It so explicitly to the present day No novel has better illustrated the way in which racism became institutionalized in this country Megan OGrady VogueToni Morrisons masterpieceBelovedseared into our imagination the grotesue distortions of antebellum life And now Yaa Gyasis rich debut novelHomegoingconfronts us of the involvement of Africans in the enslavement of their own peoplethe speed with which Gyasi sweeps across the decades isnt confusing so much as dazzling creating a kind of time elapsed photo of black lives in America and in the motherlandhauntingGyasi has developed a style agile enough to reflect the remarkable range of her first novel As she moves across the centuries from old and new Ghana and to pre Civil War Alabama and modern day Palo Alto her prose modulates subtly according to time and setting The th century chapters resonate with the tones of legend while the contemporary chapters shine with clear eyed realism And somehow all this takes place in the miraculous efficiency of just pagestruly captivatingRon Charles Washington PostGyasi echoes James Baldwins understanding of a common culture marked by both earning and pain in which black people can confront each other across differences and reach a political understanding about what unites them What distinguishes Gyasis presentation of this idea is its scope She does not present us with a single moment but rather delivers a multigenerational saga in which two branches of a family separated by slavery and time emerge from the murk of history in a romantic embraceHOMEGOING is a reminder of the tenacity of fathers and mothers who struggle to keep their kin alive The novel succeeds when it retrieves individual lives from the oblivion mandated by racism and spins the story of the familys struggle to surviveAmitava Kumar BookforumRich epic Each chapter is tightly plotted and there are suspenseful even spectacular climaxes Christian LorentzenNew York MagazineGripping Sam SacksWall Street Journal A memorable epic of changing families and changing nationsChicago Tribune Remarkablecompellingpowerful Rebecca SteinitzBoston Globe Epicastonishingpage turning Entertainment WeeklyThe arrival of a major new voice in American literaturePoets Writers Tremendousspectacular HOMEGOING is essential reading from a oung writer whose stellar instincts sturdy craftsmanship and penetrating wisdom seem likely to continue apace much to our good fortune as readersSF ChronicleA blazing success The sum of Homegoings parts is remarkable a panoramic portrait of the slave trade and its reverberations told through the travails of one family that carries the scars of that legacy Gyasis characters may be fictional but their stories are representative of a range of experience that is all too real and difficult to uncover Terrible things happen to them theyre constantly cleaved apart and in the process cut off from their own stories In her ambitious and sweeping novel Gyasi has made these lost stories a littlevisible Steph Cha Los Angeles TimesThe most powerful debut novel of Carrying on in the tradition of her foremotherslike Toni Morrison Edwidge Danticat Assia Djebar and Bessie HeadGyasi has created a marvelous work of fiction that both embraces and re writes historyShannon M HoustonPaste MagazineHeart wrenching Gyasis unsentimental prose her vibrant characters and her rich settings keep the pages turning no matter how mournful the plot The horror of being present at the wrong place and the wrong time whether black or white is handled poignantly The chapters change narrators effortlessly and smoothly transition between time periods I kept expecting a Henry Louis Gates Find Your Roots TV show Yaa Gyasis assured Homegoing is a panorama of splendid faces Soniah Kamal Atlanta Journal ConstitutionA remarkable achievement marking the arrival of a powerful new voice in fiction Kelsey Ronan St Louis Post Dispatch Gyasi s lyrical devastating debutthandeserves to be held in its own lightGyasitraces black history from the Middle Passage to the Great Migration and beyond bringing everyAsante village cotton plantation and coal mineinto vivid focus The rhythm of her streamlinedsentences is clipped and clean with brilliantbursts of primary colorthe luminous beauty of Gyasisunforgettable tellingA Leah Greenblatt Entertainment WeeklyGyasi is a deeply empathetic writer and each of the novels chapters is a savvy character portrait that reveals the impact of racism from multiple perspectives A promising "Debut Thats Awake To Emotional "thats awake to emotional and cultural tensions across time and continents Kirkus Reviews March Homegoingis an epic novel in every sense of the word spanning three centuries Homegoingis a sweeping account of two half sisters in th century Ghana and the lives of their many generations of descendants in America A stunning unforgettable account of family history and racism Homegoingis an ambitious work that lives up to the hype Jarry Lee BuzzfeedStunning HOMEGOING may just be one of the richest most "Rewarding Reads Of Meredith "reads of Meredith ELLE Magazines Summer Books That Everyone Will Be Talking About Rarely does a grand sweeping epic plumb interior lives so thoroughly Yaa Gyasi s Homegoing is a marvel Dave Wheeler associate editor Shelf AwarenessGyasi gives voice and an empathetic ear to the ensuing seven generations of flawed and deeply human descendants creating a patchwork mastery of historical fictionCotton Codinha Elle Magazine A commanding debutwill stay with ou long after ouve finished reading When people talk about all the things fiction can teach its readers theyre talking about books like thisSteph Opitz Marie Claire Stunning unforgettableHomegoingis an ambitious work that lives up to the hype Buzzfeed Striking With racial ineuality at the forefront of Americas consciousness Homegoing is a reminder of slaverys rippling repercussions not only in America Gyasi points out but around the world Departures Magazine HOMEGOING is sprawling epic Hope Wabuke The RootAn important riveting page turner filled with beautiful prose Homegoing shoots for the moon and lands right on itIsaac FitzgeraldBuzzfeed Each chapter is filled with so much emotion and depth and tackles so many different topics I didn t want to put it down BookRiot Dazzling Mother JonesLyric and versatileYaa Gyasi writes with authority about history and pulls her readers deep into her characters lives through the force of her empathetic imaginationstrikinga strong debut novel Maureen CorriganNPR s Fresh Air Stunningvivid and poignant WBURBewitching eye opening Goodreads CourageousYaa Gyasi approaches tough topics with unflinching honesty The Washington Independent Review of Books HOMEGOING lives up to the hype New York Magazine Approval MatrixEpic The destinies of Effia Otcher and Esi Asare in Yaa Gyasis spellbinding Homegoing recall those of sisters Celie and Nettie in Alice Walkers The Color Purple switched at birth infants Saleem and Shiva in Salman Rushdies Midnight s Children and compatriot clones Sydney Carton and Charles Darnay in Charles Dickens A Tale of Two Cities Gyasis debut novel effortlessly earns its spot alongside these distinguished classics The authors penetrating prose draws intimate and deeply cultivated connections between rival tribes languages lost and found real love and a hardness of spirit And in the process Gyasi has written a nuanced scintillating investigation into the myriad intricacies and institutions that shape a family Anjali EnjetiMinneapolis Star Tribune Impressiveintricate in plot and scope Homegoingserves as a modern day reconstruction of lost and untold narratives and a desire to move forward Dana De GreffMiami HeraldNo debate at all Yaa GyasisHomegoingis impressive impassioned and utterly originala story so personalized so urgent and timely especially for todays readers and the many who do not seem to understand why African Americans are so conflicted Charles R LarsonCounterpunchEpica timely riveting portrayal of the global African Diasporaand the aftereffects that linger on to this dayHope Wabuke The RootOne of the most anticipated books of this summer is from debut novelist Yaa Gyasi and all it will take to convince ou the hype is worth it is reading some of these PowerfulHomegoinguotes About Family Identity about family identity history An emotional beautiful and remarkable bookHomegoingshould definitely be on Meditations (Macmillan Collector's Library) your summer reading list With charactersou won t be able to forget and stories that will haunt Esto te va a doler: Historias disparatadas de un médico residente you long afterou turn the last pageHomegoingis stunning a truly heartbreaking work of literary genius It honestly and elegantly tries to unravel the complicated history of not only a family through the generations but a nation through the ears of outside conflict inner turmoil and one of the darker pieces of the pastSadie L 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Ied ams and fish and palm wine Baaba and the other wives stoked their fires and heated the oil The air smelled richThat morning Baaba had plaited Effias hair Two long braids on either side of her center part They made her look like a ram strong willful Effia had oiled her naked body and put gold in her ears She sat across from Abeeku as they ate pleased as he stole appreciative glancesWere Cartas. Antología (El libro de bolsillo - Literatura) you at Adwoas ceremony Baaba asked once all of the men had been served and the women finally began to eatYes I was there but only briefly It is a shame Adwoa will be leaving the village She would have made a good wifeWillou work for the British when The Fothergills of Ravenstonedale: Their Lives and Their Letters (Classic Reprint) you become chief Effia asked Cobbe and Baaba sent her sharp looks and she lowered her head but she lifted it to find Abeeku smilingWe work with the British Effia not for them That is the meaning of trade When I am chief we will continue as we have facilitating trade with the Asantes and the BritishEffia nodded She wasnt exactly sure what this meant but she could tell from her parents looks that it was best to keep her mouth shut Abeeku Badu was the first man they had brought to meet her Effia wanted desperately for him to want her but she did notet know what kind of man he was what kind of woman he reuired In her hut Effia could ask her father and Fiifi anything she wanted It was Baaba who practiced silence and preferred the same from Effia Baaba who had slapped her for asking why she did not take her to be blessed as all the other mothers did for their daughters It was only when Effia didnt speak or uestion when she made herself small that she could feel Baabas love or something like it Maybe this was what Abeeku wanted tooAbeeku finished eating He shook hands with everyone in the family and stopped by Effias mother You will let me know when she is ready he saidBaaba clutched a hand to her chest and nodded soberly Cobbe and the other men saw Abeeku off as the rest of the family wavedThat night Baaba woke Effia up while she was sleeping on the floor of their hut Effia felt the warmth of her mothers breath against her ear as she spoke When The Letters of Samuel Beckett: Volume 2, 1941-1956 Hardback your blood comes Effiaou must hide it You must tell me and no one else she said Do Negro como yo (ENTRELINEAS) you understand She handed Effia palm fronds that she had turned into soft rolled sheets Place these inside ofou and check them every day When they turn red ou must tell meEffia looked at the palm fronds held in Baabas outstretched hands She didnt take them at first but when she looked up again there was something like desperation in her mothers eyes And because the look had softened Baabas face somehow and because Effia also knew desperation that fruit of longing she did as she was told Every day Effia checked for red but the palm fronds came out greenish white as always In the spring the chief of the village grew ill and everyone watched Abeeku carefully to see if he was ready for the task He married two women in those months Arekua the Wise and Millicent the half caste daughter of a Fante woman and a British soldier The soldier had died from fever leaving his wife and two children much wealth to do with as they pleased Effia prayed for the day all of the villagers would call her Effia the Beauty as Abeeku called her on the rare occasions when he was permitted to speak to herMillicents mother had been given a new name by her white husband She was a plump fleshy woman with teeth that twinkled against the dark night of her skin She had decided to move out of the Castle and into the village once her husband died Because the white men could not leave money in their wills to their Fante wives and children they left it to other soldiers and friends and those friends paid the wives Millicents mother had been given enough money for a new start and a piece of land She and Millicent would often come visit Effia and Baaba for as she said they would soon be a part of the same familyMillicent was the lightest skinned woman Effia had ever seen Her black hair reached down to the middle of her back and her eyes were tinged with green She rarely smiled and she spoke with a husky voice and a strange Fante accentWhat was it like in the Castle Baaba asked Millicents mother one day while the four women were sitting to a snack of groundnuts and bananasIt was fine fine They take care of ou oh these men It "Is Like They Have Never Been With A Woman Before "like they have never been with a woman before dont know what their British wives were doing I tell María Curie. La descubridora del radio: 5 (Biografía joven) you my husband looked at me like I was water and he was fire and every night he had to be put out The women laughed Millicent slipped Effia a smile and Effia wanted to ask her what it was like with Abeeku but she did not dare Baaba leaned in close to Millicents mother but still Effia could hear And they pay a good bride price eh Enh I tellou my husband paid my mother ten pounds and that was fifteen Diario de Aguirre (ORREAGA) years ago To be sure my sister the money is good but I for one am glad my daughter has married a Fante Even if a soldier offered to pay twenty pounds she would not get to be the wife of a chief And whats worse she would have to live in the Castle far from me No no it is better to marry a man of the village so thatour daughters can stay close to ou Baaba nodded and turned toward Effia who uickly looked away That night just two "days after her fifteenth birthday the blood came It was not the powerful rush of the ocean "after her fifteenth birthday the blood came It was not the powerful rush of the ocean that Effia had expected it to be but rather a simple trickle rain dripping drop by drop from the same spot of a huts roof She cleaned herself off and waited for her father to leave Baaba so that she could tell her Baaba she said showing her the palm fronds painted red I have gotten my blood Baaba placed a hand over her lips Who else knows No one Effia said You will keep it that way Do ou understand When anyone asks La cueva del cíclope: Tuiteos sobre literatura en el bar de Lola (2010-2020) you ifou have become a woman 50 AÑOS SIENDO INCREIBLE: REGALO DE CUMPLEAÑOS ORIGINAL Y DIVERTIDO. DIARIO, CUADERNO DE NOTAS, APUNTES O AGENDA. yetou will answer no Effia nodded She turned to leave but a uestion was burning hot coals in the pit of her stomach Why she finally asked Baaba reached into Effias mouth and pulled out her tongue pinching the tip with her sharp fingernails Who are El camino más corto (No ficción) you thatou think Grandes cartas de amor (Fuera de colección) you can uestion me enh Ifou do not do as I say I will make sure Dietarios de Madrid: Madrid, 1921. El advenimiento de la República (Destino Clásicos) you never speak again She released Effias tongue and for the rest of the night Effia tasted her own blood Ce texte fait r f rence l dition BrochGyasis characters are so fully realized so elegantly carvedvery often I found myself longing to hearCraft is essential given the task Gyasi sets for herselfdrawing not just a lineage of two sisters but two related peoples Gyasi is deeply concerned with the sin of selling humans on Africans not Europeans But she does not scold She does not excuse And she does not romanticize The black Americans she follows are not overly virtuous victims Sin comes in all forms from selling people to abandoning children I think I needed to read a book like this to remember what is possible I think I needed to remember what happens whenou pair a gifted literary mind to an epic task Homegoing is an inspirationTa Nehisi Coates National Book Award winning author of Between the World and Me Homegoing is a remarkable feata novel at once epic and intimate capturing the moral weight of history as it bears down on individual struggles hopes and fearsA tremendous debutPhil Klay National Book Award winning author of RedeploymentI could not put this book downRoxane Gay It is hard to overstate how much I LOVE this bookMichele NorrisOne of the most fantastic books I ve read in a long timeyou cry and 18 AÑOS SIENDO INCREIBLE: REGALO DE CUMPLEAÑOS ORIGINAL Y DIVERTIDO. DIARIO, CUADERNO DE NOTAS, APUNTES O AGENDA. you laugh asou re reading ita beautiful story Trevor Noah The Daily ShowThe hypnotic debut novel by Yaa Gyasi a stirringly gifted writermagicalthe great aching gift of the novel is that it offers in its own way the very thing that enslavement denied its descendants the possibility of imagining the connection between the broken threads of their originsIsabel WilkersonThe New York Times Book Review Its impossible not to admire the ambition and scope of Homegoing and thanks to Ms Gyasis instinctive storytelling gifts the book leaves the reader with a visceral understanding of both the savage realities of slavery and the emotional damage that is handed down over the centuries from mothers to daughters fathers to sons At its best the novel makes us experience the horrors of slavery on an intimate personal level by its conclusion the characters tales of loss and resilience have acuired an inexorable and cumulative emotional weight Michiko KakutaniThe New York Times The brilliance of this structure in which we knowthan the characters do about the fate of their parents and children pays homage to the vast scope of slavery without losing sight of its private devastation Toni Morrisons influence is palpable in Gyasis historicity and lyricism she shares Morrisons uncanny ability to crystalize in a single event slaverys moral and emotional fallout What is uniuely Gyasis is her ability to connect. .
EffiaThe night effia otcher was born into the musky heat of Fanteland a fire raged through the woods just outside her fathers compound It moved uickly tearing a path for days It lived off the air it slept in caves and hid in trees it burned up and through unconcerned with what wreckage it left behind until it reached an Asante village There it disappeared becoming one with the nightEffias father Cobbe Otcher left his first wife Baaba with the new baby so that he might survey the damage to his Diarios (nueva edición de Ana Becciu) (Lumen) yams that most precious crop known far and wide to sustain families Cobbe had lost sevenams and he felt each loss as a blow to his own family He knew then that the memory of the fire that burned then fled would haunt him his children and his childrens children for as long as the line continued When he came back into Baabas hut to find Effia the child of the nights fire shrieking into the air he looked at his wife and said We will never again speak of what happened todayThe villagers began to say that the baby was born of the fire that this was the reason Baaba had no milk Effia was nursed by Cobbes second wife who had just given birth to a son three months before Effia would not latch on and when she did her sharp gums would tear at the flesh around the womans nipples until she became afraid to feed the baby Because of this Effia grew thinner skin on small birdlike bones with a large black hole of a mouth that expelled a hungry cry which could be heard throughout the village even on the days Baaba did her best to smother it covering the babys lips with the rough palm of her left handLove her Cobbe commanded as though love were as simple an act as lifting food up from an iron plate and past ones lips At night Baaba dreamed of leaving the baby in the dark forest so that the god Nyame could do with her as he pleasedEffia grew older The summer after her third birthday Baaba had her first son The boys name was Fiifi and he was so fat that sometimes when Baaba wasnt looking Effia would roll him along the ground like a ball The first day that Baaba let Effia hold him she accidentally dropped him The baby bounced on his buttocks landed on his stomach and looked up at everyone in the room confused as to whether or not he should cry He decided against it but Baaba who had been stirring banku lifted her stirring stick and beat Effia across her bare back Each time the stick lifted off the girls body it would leave behind hot sticky pieces of banku that burned into her flesh By the time Baaba had finished Effia was covered with sores screaming and crying From the floor rolling this way and that on his belly Fiifi looked at Effia with his saucer eyes but made no noiseCobbe came home to find his other wives attending to Effias wounds and understood immediately what had happened He and Baaba fought well into the night Effia could hear them through the thin walls of the hut where she lay on the floor drifting in and out of a feverish sleep In her dream Cobbe was a lion and Baaba was a tree The lion plucked the tree from the ground where it stood and slammed it back down The tree stretched its branches in protest and the lion ripped them off one by one The tree horizontal began to cry red ants that traveled down the thin cracks between its bark The ants pooled on the soft earth around the top of the tree trunkAnd so the cycle began Baaba beat Effia Cobbe beat Baaba By the time Effia had reached age ten she could recite a history of the scars on her body The summer of when Baaba broke ams across her back The spring of when Baaba bashed her left foot with a rock breaking her big toe so that it now always pointed away from the other toes For each scar on Effias body there was a companion scar on Baabas but that didnt stop mother from beating daughter father from beating motherMatters were only made worse by Effias blossoming beauty When she was twelve her breasts arrived two lumps that sprung from her chest as soft as mango flesh The men of the village knew that first blood would soon follow and they waited for the chance to ask Baaba and Cobbe for her hand The gifts started One man tapped palm wine better than anyone else in the village but anothers fishing nets were never empty Cobbes family feasted off Effias burgeoning womanhood Their bellies their hands were never emptyIn Adwoa Aidoo became the first girl of the village to be proposed to by one of the British soldiers She was light skinned and sharp tongued In the mornings after she had bathed she rubbed shea butter all over her body underneath her breasts and between her legs Effia didnt know her well but she had seen her naked one day when Baaba sent her to carry palm oil to the girls hut Her skin was slick and shiny her hair regalThe first time the white man came Adwoas mother asked Effias parents to show him around the village while Adwoa prepared herself for himCan I come Effia asked running after her parents as they walked She heard Baabas no in one ear and Cobbes es in the "other Her fathers ear won and soon Effia was standing before the "Her fathers ear won and soon Effia was standing before the white man she had ever seenHe is happy to meet ou the translator said as the white man held his hand out to Effia She didnt accept it Instead she hid behind her fathers leg and watched himHe wore a coat that had shiny gold buttons down the middle it strained against his paunch His face was red as though his neck were a stump on fire He was fat all over and sweating huge droplets from his forehead and above his bare lips Effia started to think of him as a rain cloud sallow and wet and shapelessPlease he would like to see the village the translator said and they all began to walkThey stopped first by Effias own compound This is where we live Effia told the white man and he smiled at her dumbly his green eyes hidden in fogHe didnt understand Even after his translator spoke to him he didnt understandCobbe held Effias hand as he and Baaba led the white man through the compound Here in this village Cobbe said each wife has her own hut This is the hut she shares with her children When it is her husbands night to be with her he goes to her in her hutThe white mans eyes grew clearer as the translation was given and suddenly Effia realized that he was seeing through new eyes The mud of her huts walls the straw of the roof he could finally see themThey continued on through the village showing the white man the town suare the small fishing boats formed from hollowed out tree trunks that the men carried with them when they walked the few miles down to the coast Effia forced herself to see things through new eyes too She smelled the sea salt wind as it touched the hairs in her nose felt the bark of a palm tree as sharp as a scratch saw the deep deep red of the clay that was all around themBaaba tree as sharp as a scratch saw the deep deep red of the clay that was all around themBaaba asked once the men had walked farther ahead of them why will Adwoa marry this man Because her mother says soA few weeks later the white man came back to pay respects to Adwoas mother and Effia and all of the other villagers gathered around to see what he would offer There was the bride price of fifteen pounds There were goods hed brought with him from the Castle carried on the backs of Asantes Cobbe made Effia stand behind him as they watched the servants come in with fabric millet gold and ironWhen they walked back to their compound Cobbe pulled Effia aside letting his wives and other children walk in front of themDo ou understand what just happened he asked her In the distance Baaba slipped her hand into Fiifis Effias brother had just turned eleven but he could already climb up the trunk of a palm tree using nothing but his bare hands and feet for supportThe white man came to take Adwoa away Effia saidHer father nodded The white men live in the Cape Coast Castle There they trade goods with our peopleLike iron and millet Her father put his hand on her shoulder and kissed the top of her forehead but when he pulled away the look in his eyes was troubled and distant Yes we get iron and millet but we must give them things in return That man came from Cape Coast to marry Adwoa and there will belike him who will come and take our daughters away But Discursos XII - XXXV (Biblioteca Clásica Gredos nº 127) you my own I have bigger plans forou than to live as a white mans wife You will marry a man of our villageBaaba turned around just then and Effia caught her eyes Baaba scowled Effia looked at her father to see if he had noticed but Cobbe did not say a wordEffia knew who her choice for husband would be and she dearly hoped her parents would choose the same man Abeeku Badu was next in line to be the village chief He was tall with skin like the pit of an avocado and large hands with long slender fingers that he waved around like lightning bolts every time he spoke He had visited their compound four times in the last month and later that week he and Effia were to share a meal togetherAbeeku brought a goat His servants carr.

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