Tuesday, March 23, 2021
Book Blog Tour: Double Identity by Alison Morton
Saturday, March 20, 2021
Multicultural Children Book: Soraya´s Nowruz Dance by Anahita Tamaddon
Today is the first day of the new Persian New Year, Nowruz, celebrated all over Iran, Middle East, Caucasus, Europe, South Asia and America. It coincides with the first day of spring and through the rituals which are mostly family- and community-centered it is aimed to celebrate the nature renewal.
Soraya´s Nowruz Dance - a bilingual edition, English and Persian - by Anahita Tamaddon, translation by Soudabeh Ashrafi is an elegant introduction of this holiday. Aimed at first grade children, it has a cute, family story. Soraya´s adventure into dancing takes place during the Nowruz festival and the story has enough hints to introduce the little ones to what may be for many a different holiday they don´t have too much- if any - exposure to. Soraya´s love for dance is told through beautiful, bold colourful illustrations entincing both children and their adult readers.
As a bilingual story, it may also help children living abroad, or children in multicultural families to get acquainted to their heritage. A couple of month ago, a Persian friend of mine was unhappy that there are not too many English-Persian books around that could offer to her daughter a good background of her mother´s culture. Soraya´s Nowruz Dance makes a good contribution to the relatively limited number of titles in this respect.
It is a book that you may want to read your children, even if there is no Persian connection, because it is so mind-healthy to teach children about different holidays and celebrations. Also, it could be easily used as reading material in kindergarten and schools aiming to increase the exposure to diversity of any kind.
Rating: 4 stars
Friday, March 19, 2021
The Other Realities of a 14 Years Old Girl
Sunday, March 14, 2021
Documentary Film: Showgirls of Pakistan
`Even if I will be in a burqa they will still be after me`.
Introduced during the Mughal Indian Empire - 1526-1857 - and criminalized during the British rule in the 19th century, murja dances are making a come-back as entertainment dance in Pakistan, but the dancers are often victims of everyda violence perpetrated by men and tacitly accepted by politicians and representatives of the police. A VICE production, Showgirls of Pakistan offers during almost two hours intimate shootings an unique view of the everyday life of those dancers.
I´ve watched the movie with a big curiosity, particularly regarding the dance in itself, and some of the participants do dance in such a seamless dynamic way that made me so jealous. Those women are so passionate about what they are doing, turning into balls of fire in the front of (mostly men) audiences in awe. But being a woman dancer has its toll and often the girls are victims of death threats and some are even beaten, shot death by partners or people following religious instigators. Women should be aware of men´s values which also includes considering the family values and honor besides anything else.
It is a world changing on the go, which may start with the innocent ´How´s life treating my fans?´ on social media and end up in a bloodbath. The direct intimate access the crew got into the everyday life, including the ups and downs of the relationships, the betrayal and making over, creates an interesting overview of the situation.
Showgirls of Pakistan reveals the social interactions and dynamics in nowadays Pakistan - I´ve found fascinating and would definitely love to learn more about the ´guru´ system, and how it really works as both an entreprise and source of prestige/or denial of it - but also the everyday cruelty and frustrations, which reflects in a language of a highest level of aggressivity.
There is no need of complaining or rolling the eyes in contempt, this is how things are. Humans do have sometimes such a horrid way of turning everything beautiful and free - like mujra dances, for instance - into a tool of ugliness. If there is something we, as humans, we can do, is to stop forcing ourself to judge the others according to our narrow mindness and leave people - particularly women - to breath free. Which is an utopian wish at a very great extent, obviously.
Book Review: The Parking Lot Attendant by Nafkote Tamirat
I´ve started to listen to the audiobook of The Parking Lot Attendant by Nafkote Tamirat - read by the actress Bahni Turpin - curious to hear more voices about the Ethiopian diaspora. From this point of view, the book was satisfactory and I am looking forward to explore more the information in this respect.
However, from the literary point of view, I was greatly deceived.
An unnamed teenager girl is the storyteller and one of the most important witness of the story. At the beginning of the story, she is part of an Ethiopian communa in Boston, where she lives with her father. From there on, the story is took back in time, back and forth, built around male characters as her father and Ayale, the mysterious parking lot attendant with a very special mission that we will - unfortunately - let known about only in the very last chapters of the book.
There is a huge lap between the beginning - which sounded so promising - and the end - which has a grain of fascination. In-between, a lot of dead time(s) for the story development, although the writing flows. Once in a while I just got completely woken up from my letargic - passive - listening, by sentences like that: ´How do you make a new country? You go to a land store?´. But most of the time, was idly waiting for the next chapter to enfolds. And another one. And another one.
There are almost four year covered, and the story oscillates between the narrator´s growing up story and her unclear family situation - what actually happened with the mother we will have the chance to be shared - again - only at the end of the story, and her interaction with her father - and the Ayale, the parking lot attendant, story, whom plays a complex role for her: employer for small jobs around the Ethiopian community, lover-friend-male figure - and a kind of secret agent of national change and revival, in diaspora and abroad. I felt largely frustrated for being left to wait for so long, but it was also the general feeling of guessing the potential of a story that, in my opinion, was largely betrayed.
The Parking Lot Attendant was one of those disappointing reading episodes, but I will keep looking further for more Ethiopian topics and authors in the next weeks...
Rating: 2.5 stars
Wednesday, March 10, 2021
Book Review: Beirut Noir
There are cities carrying the heavy weight of their unhappy circumstances...
There is a deep sense of despair pertaining from the 15 short stories included in Beirut Noir, published by Akashic Books part of their Noir Series.
´A city that dances in his wounds´ is one of the many descriptions that seems to fit a city whose pain is with no end in sight. Dismantled by sectarian violence, war, war again, civil war, haunted by death and accidents and despair, Beirut is creating its own geography delineated with blood and cemetery stones. But is doing it with glamour, that desperate breath of life that no one can take it away from a body fighting hard to pump air in its lungs. No matter how precarious is this air.
Originally written in English, French and Arabic, the stories are showing a city that one will never found in any touristic brochures (facing the threats of all kind, people used to visit Lebanon before COVID, with different representations in mind). Located in different neighbourhoud, tracing a wide diversity of situations and personalities, some of the characters seem to fight to get out of time. Even when they are abroad - in North or South America - it is the smell of death they cannot get rid of. They are not talking about death from the comfort of a café house facing the beauty of Mediterranean sea on a sunny day. Death is a palpable feeling, as are the butterflies courting the jacaranda trees. From a second to another, fragments of detonated flesh can just blow up against the beautiful blue sky. Death is out of the philosophical question, is as real as a flu or brushing your teeth.
There is also a before and an after, but the clear description of the tragedy is needed. There is no end in sight for the tragedies so, reader, be aware to make your homeworks in reading about the catastrophy one is actually writing about.
With such a high human stake, it´s natural that not all stories are equal because there is a sense of emergency which pushes forward the writing and not everyone can successfully face the challenge. I also felt that the book is not finished, that there is much more left to be said than already expressed through the stories. But, what´s for sure, is that once one reads this Beirut Noir - or listen to it, as I did, narrated by Elias Khalil - would develop a special empathy that this city deserves. Not the ´colonial´ kind of empathy of a condescending ´Westerner´ looking from high above to the poor people in the Middle East, but the deep, genuine human empathy that makes us all human beings, at least once in a while. The collection was curated by Iman Humaydan, among others, co-author of PEN Lebanon.
A special not to the cover, a photography that says thousands of stories.
For me, it was my first ´Noir´ Series, but definitely not the last, as I do have a special edition coming up for review in the next weeks and can´t wait to share it soon...
Rating: 3.5 stars
Thursday, March 4, 2021
An Excellent YA Novel: The Blackbird Girls by Anne Blankman
´My mother and brothers died because of our religion. Most of our family was wiped out. And today we still aren´t free to worship. When does it end? I will be cautious, but I refuse to live in a cage´.






