Americanah by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

americanahbanner.jpg“There was cement in her soul.
It had been there for a while, an early morning disease of fatigue, shapeless desires, brief imaginary glints of other lives she could be living, that over the months melded into a piercing homesickness.”

No one turns a phrase quite like Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie. I fell in love with her writing when I read Half Of A Yellow Sun last year and this year I finally cracked open my long-owned copy of Americanah after the book was selected for the One Book, One New York campaign – a brilliant initiative, which I hope will spread to all cities, towns, continents – and joined in from half a world away.

Americanah centres on Ifemelu and Obinze, one-time lovers, who depart a Nigeria choked by the grip of military rule, and head to the United States and United Kingdom, respectively. Obinze is soon deported from the UK as an illegal immigrant, but Ifemelu remains in the States, finding love and carving out a life for herself before returning home to Nigeria, jaded and homesick. I rather wished that Obinze’s story would have had a bit more substance, as the chapters focussing on his life post-Ifemelu is rather sparse. But this is a small annoyance as Adichie brings Ifemelu’s story so brilliantly to life.

We see Ifemelu first as a poor college student living hand-to-mouth in a country so alien to her own, rudely awakened to what it means to be Black for the first time. Later, when she becomes a successful blogger, she refers to this in a post, saying:

“We all wish 
race was not an issue. But it’s a lie. I came from a country where race was not an issue, I did not think of myself as black and I only became black when I came to America.”

And while she grapples with what race and racism entails – the novel’s central themes – she explores the intricacies of love, sex, body image and hair politics. I loved Ifemelu for her boldness and strength. She is often flawed and intensely human in her decision making and provocative in her opinions which makes her a very relatable protagonist. The novel is also uniquely interspersed with Ifemelu’s blog posts and I found her observations very insightful – read this novel, if only for those posts!

Life in the States grows and changes her and when she is once again on African soil and reunited with Obinze, changed by his own experiences, their love holds new and unexpected challenges. Theirs is a happy ending, but almost at the expense of their moral fibre and I wondered if a less world-weary Ifemelu and Obinze would have made different decisions.

Much more than a love story, this novel is one that educates as it entertains, with its characters delivering piercing social commentary. Adichie is blunt in her delivery, her writing is superb and time and again challenges the reader to ponder themes of identity and belonging.

Highly recommended.


Half of A Yellow Sun by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie


And it’s wrong of you to think love leaves room for nothing else.
It’s possible to love something and still condescend to it.

This book broke my heart.

Set in the 1960’s, pre- and towards the end of the Nigeria-Biafra Civil War, it’s a moving and violent account of political and cultural struggle. I’ll admit that, before reading this novel, I knew very little about this period of history. And even now, having subsequently read up on the subject, I feel that I still haven’t learned enough – there are important stories to be heard. In this novel, Adichie does not shy away from lending prose to the cruel realities of war, of suffering, injustice and unrelenting conflict; there were several times while reading this that I had to shut the novel and mentally remove myself from what was being told. It’s a gut-punch reminder that people lived, and still do live, these nightmares.

At its core, Half of a Yellow Sun is a story of love – love of country, of people, of lovers, friends and family; I think the above quote perfectly describes the love portrayed in this book – and the frailty and endurance of the human spirit. Its characters are its centre and they are formed strikingly through their actions and choices. There is Ugwu, a village boy sent to serve as houseboy to the enigmatic university professor, Odenigbo; Olanna, Odenigbo’s lover and known for her beauty; Kainene, the serious, witty one, Olanna’s twin sister, and my favourite character for her strength and instinct; Richard, a British journalist writing a book about Nigeria, infatuated with Kainene. These characters instantly draw you in and their perspectives are powerful depictions of the emotional and personal consequences of the war. Throughout the conflict, their need to survive in a time of scarcity, instability and fear, changes them (some shockingly, almost unrecognizable) and their actions become evident of how circumstances sometimes influence and dictate human behaviour. But it’s not just the threat of death on their doorstep – the all too everyday matters of betrayal, infidelity and family politics greatly impact their decisions.

A powerful novel, beautifully told.