How Beautiful We Were
A Novel
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Imbolo Mbue
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“Mbue reaches for the moon and, by the novel’s end, has it firmly held in her hand.”—NPR
We should have known the end was near. So begins Imbolo Mbue’s powerful second novel, How Beautiful We Were. Set in the fictional African village of Kosawa, it tells of a people living in fear amid environmental degradation wrought by an American oil company. Pipeline spills have rendered farmlands infertile. Children are dying from drinking toxic water. Promises of cleanup and financial reparations to the villagers are made—and ignored. The country’s government, led by a brazen dictator, exists to serve its own interests. Left with few choices, the people of Kosawa decide to fight back. Their struggle will last for decades and come at a steep price.
Told from the perspective of a generation of children and the family of a girl named Thula who grows up to become a revolutionary, How Beautiful We Were is a masterful exploration of what happens when the reckless drive for profit, coupled with the ghost of colonialism, comes up against one community’s determination to hold on to its ancestral land and a young woman’s willingness to sacrifice everything for the sake of her people’s freedom.
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Absolutely outstanding
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it is difficult not to feel angry with the author as hope for salvation from the violent and all consuming forces of imperialism and environmental destruction are first cultivated and then slowly and systematically destroyed. but why should our anger be directed at the author when the story she has written, about a fictional village in a fictional country destroyed by a fictional oil company, has played out in exactly this way and ways even more horrifying in real villiages and countries all over the globe - a thousand Kosawas over and over and over again. who really deserves our anger and frustration? I wanted another story. I wanted fiction to deliver the salvation that this world denies us. But maybe we are not meant to find salvation in stories. maybe it is something we must create for ourselves.
Frustrating but real
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Devastatingly Beautiful
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