Under the Udala Trees - Chinelo Okparanta
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One day in 1968, at the height of the Biafran civil war, Ijeoma's father is killed and her world is transformed forever. Separated from her grief-stricken mother, she meets another young lost girl, Amina, and the two become inseparable. Theirs is a relationship that will shake the foundations of Ijeoma's faith, test her resolve and flood her heart. In this masterful novel of faith, love and redemption, Okparanta takes us from Ijeoma's childhood in war-torn Biafra, through the perils and pleasures of her blossoming sexuality, her wrong turns, and into the everyday sorrows and joys of marriage and motherhood. As we journey with Ijeoma we are drawn to the question: what is the value of love and what is the cost?
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Katarina Szulenyiová
Tento příspěvek prozrazuje důležité momenty děje, proto je skrytý, abychom vám nepokazili zážitek ze čtení.
“A woman without a man is hardly a woman at all.”

When reviewing books, I follow a predictable pattern. I finish a book, take out my yellow notepad and start scribbling down the thoughts… Writing was such and such, the plotline tackled this and that, the characters were so and so.

With Under the Udala Trees, things were no different. I finished the book in four sittings, wrote down my key observations, let it simmer for a few days.

And that’s when it hit me.

Under the Udala Trees is not a book like any other. You cannot go comparing the quality of character development to that of other Nigerian writers, discussing the relevance of the Biafran War to the storyline, or obsessing how some motives seemed to been taken out straight out of The Color Purple.

Because the message it conveys is so much larger than all that.

Described as a bildungsroman (even though I would probably not choose this word), Under the Udala Trees takes us on a memorable tour across south Nigeria, side by side with Ijeoma and her journey to self-identification.

Filled with vivid colours, tastes and smells of Nigerian countryside, we are being shown how life is “supposed to be” and the lengths Nigerian society is willing to go to in order to eliminate any signs of homosexuality and “abomination.”

Ijeoma introduces us to her family torn apart by the onset of the Biafran war, her first (and from reader’s perspective, also the strongest) love interest with a girl from an enemy tribe, her inexplicable estrangement from her mother.

The thing that makes this book so memorable, despite its varying dynamics of the storyline, poorly worded scenes with Chibundu and unsatisfying departure of Amina, is its power to convey the difficulty of trying to accommodate society’s expectations and the devastating impact it has on human spirit.

Never complaining and always doing her absolute best to keep her mother at ease, with downing helplessness we witness Ijeoma sink into the married life and not expecting anything from it in return.

“This must be married life: to sit in church with so much unrest, but at home carry on the pretense that all is just as it should be.”

In the modern world where we are always encouraged to fight for what we want, Ijeoma’s quiet, determined complacency is something that stands out, making us realise how little power some minorities have in the face of much more prohibitive external pressures. As Ijeoma herself observes, “There’s a way in which life takes us along for a ride and we begin to think that our destinies are not in fact up to us.”

And it is exactly this silent strength in the face of the emptiness of her inner life when we realise who Ijeoma truly is - nothing more and nothing less than any of us, a mere human being craving to be understood, loved and accepted as she is.

Which is exactly where Okparanta finishes with a beautiful stroke - the shunned daughter returning home, head hung low with her own defeat, only to be welcomed with her mother’s words:

“God, who created you, must have known what He did. Enough is enough.”

This touching book of coming to terms with one's own identity and every human's right for love is indeed a story that will resonate with me for a long time - not necessarily for the way it's written, but for the key message it brings.
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