Solito
A Memoir
(Sprache: Englisch)
"Trip. My parents started using that word about a year ago--'one day, you'll take a trip to be with us. Like an adventure.' Javier's adventure is a three-thousand-mile journey from his small town in El Salvador, through Guatemala and Mexico, and across the...
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"Trip. My parents started using that word about a year ago--'one day, you'll take a trip to be with us. Like an adventure.' Javier's adventure is a three-thousand-mile journey from his small town in El Salvador, through Guatemala and Mexico, and across the U.S. border. He will leave behind his beloved aunt and grandparents to reunite with a mother who left four years ago and a father he barely remembers. Traveling alone except for a group of strangers and a "coyote" hired to lead them to safety, Javier's trip is supposed to last two short weeks. At nine years old, all Javier can imagine is rushing into his parents' arms, snuggling in bed between them, and living under the same roof again. He cannot foresee the perilous boat trips, relentless desert treks, pointed guns, arrests and deceptions that await him; nor can he know that those two weeks will expand into two life-altering months alongside a group of strangers who will come to encircle him like an unexpected family. A memoir as gripping as it is moving, Solito not only provides an immediate and intimate account of a treacherous and near-impossible journey, but also the miraculous kindness and love delivered at the most unexpected moments. Solito is Javier's story, but it's also the story of millions of others who had no choice but to leave home." --author's website.
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Chapter oneLa Herradura, El Salvador
March 16, 1999
Trip. My parents started using that word about a year ago one day, you ll take a trip to be with us. Like an adventure. Like the one Simba goes on before he comes home. Around that same time they sent me Aladdin, Jurassic Park, and The Lion King, alongside a Panasonic VHS player for my eighth birthday.
Trip, they say now as I m talking to them at The Baker s, where Abuelita Neli, Grandpa, and I go to call them we don t have a phone at home, but we do have a color TV, a brand-new fridge, and a fish tank.
¡Javiercito! Abuelita Neli waves her hand at me. She s always called me that. I think my nickname, Chepito, reminds her too much of what the town calls Grandpa: Don Chepe.
Your parents say you ll soon be with them, Abuelita says, and smiles, showing off her two top middle teeth lined in gold. Her dimples dig deeper into her round face. Tía Mali, who also has a round face, isn t here, because she s working at the clinic. She and Abuelita have been using the word more and more. Trip this, trip that. Trip trip trip. I can feel the trip in the soles of my feet. I see it in my dreams.
In some dreams I m Superman, or I m Goku, flying over fields, rivers, over El Salvador, over all the countries, over the people, towns, all the way to California, to my parents. I ring their bell. They open their huge door, tall and wide, made from the brownest wood, and I run to them. They show me their living room. Their huge TV. Their backyard with a swimming pool, a lawn, fruit trees, a mini soccer field, a white fence. I climb their marañón trees, eat their mangos, play in their garden . . .
Every night, between praying and sleeping, I lie in bed and think about them. ¿What type of bed do they sleep on? ¿Is it big? ¿Is it a waterbed like in the movies? ¿Are the sheets soft? I imagine cuddling right in the middle. The comfiest white sheets. Mom to my left, Dad to my right, a mosquito
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net like a crown covering all of us.
Whenever a plate breaks, whenever I find an eyelash, whenever I see a shooting star, I wish to be in that bed with both of them in La USA, eating orange sherbet ice cream. I never tell anyone if I tell anyone my wish it won t come true.
I have bad dreams también. Bad dreams of growing a beard with my parents still not here. Bad dreams where I m not up there with them ¡and I m thirty years old! Bad dreams of being chased by pirates, or running down a hill during a mudslide.
The bad dreams, those you have to tell first thing in the morning so they don t stay in your mind. And never in the kitchen, or else they get in your stomach. That s how you get indigestion, Mom told me, and I never forgot.
Trip. I ve started using the word at school. I began telling my closest friends: Fijáte vos, one day I m taking a trip. Like a real-real game of hide-and-seek.
In first grade, I was the only one who didn t have both parents with me. Mali says they left because before I was born there was a war, and then there were no jobs. Now, most of my friends don t have their dad or mom here either. A few lucky friends have left to be with their parents in La USA. Most left inside giant planes.
At recess, my friends and I talk about eating our first pepperoni pizza like the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, eating lasagna like Garfield, eating McDonald s, watching the new Star Wars inside a theater with air-conditioning, eating popcorn with butter. I ve never tried any of these things except for pizza from Piz
Whenever a plate breaks, whenever I find an eyelash, whenever I see a shooting star, I wish to be in that bed with both of them in La USA, eating orange sherbet ice cream. I never tell anyone if I tell anyone my wish it won t come true.
I have bad dreams también. Bad dreams of growing a beard with my parents still not here. Bad dreams where I m not up there with them ¡and I m thirty years old! Bad dreams of being chased by pirates, or running down a hill during a mudslide.
The bad dreams, those you have to tell first thing in the morning so they don t stay in your mind. And never in the kitchen, or else they get in your stomach. That s how you get indigestion, Mom told me, and I never forgot.
Trip. I ve started using the word at school. I began telling my closest friends: Fijáte vos, one day I m taking a trip. Like a real-real game of hide-and-seek.
In first grade, I was the only one who didn t have both parents with me. Mali says they left because before I was born there was a war, and then there were no jobs. Now, most of my friends don t have their dad or mom here either. A few lucky friends have left to be with their parents in La USA. Most left inside giant planes.
At recess, my friends and I talk about eating our first pepperoni pizza like the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, eating lasagna like Garfield, eating McDonald s, watching the new Star Wars inside a theater with air-conditioning, eating popcorn with butter. I ve never tried any of these things except for pizza from Piz
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Autoren-Porträt von Javier Zamora
Javier Zamora
Bibliographische Angaben
- Autor: Javier Zamora
- 2022, 400 Seiten, Maße: 24 x 15,9 cm, Gebunden, Englisch
- Verlag: Hogarth
- ISBN-10: 0593498062
- ISBN-13: 9780593498064
- Erscheinungsdatum: 01.09.2022
Sprache:
Englisch
Pressezitat
A gripping memoir Solito is special for many reasons, but the main one is Zamora s voice and the energy of his vivid retelling of his journey . . . And that makes it required reading. Gabino Iglesias, NPRZamora . . . recounts in absorbing detail the dangerous, weekslong journey he took from El Salvador to reunite with his parents in the United States when he was just 9. The New York Times
The magic of this book lies not only in the beguiling voice of young Javier, or the harrowing journey and immense bravery of the migrants, or in the built-in hero s journey of this narrative. It s hard to reconcile the fact that this book hasn t always been with us. How can something so essential and fundamental to the American story not already be part of our canon? San Francisco Chronicle
An important, beautiful work. The New York Times Book Review
Zamora s [Solito] is a distinctly American memoir, and he tells a distinctly American story. The Nation
A monumental accomplishment. Oprah Daily
Crafted with stunning intimacy . . . you ll feel so close to the boy [Zamora] was then that you ll think about him long after the book is done. It s impossible not to feel both immersed in and changed by this extraordinary book. Los Angeles Times
Solito is a stone-cold masterpiece, an absolute masterpiece. I know I used that word twice. That s how you know I mean it. Emma Straub
A riveting tale of perseverance and the lengths humans will go to help each other in times of struggle. With [Solito], Javier Zamora arrives to the forefront of essential American voices. Dave Eggers
What Javier Zamora has accomplished in Solito feels miraculous. This is a pitch-perfect recapturing of the voice, consciousness, and emotions of [Zamora s] nine-year-old self. Francisco Goldman
An instant classic. . . Javier Zamora has elevated the child migrant story to new
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literary heights. Jose Antonio Vargas
A new landmark in the literature of migration, and in nonfiction writ large. Francisco Cantú, author of The Line Becomes a River
In luminous prose . . . with tenderness and searing honesty Zamora writes, for the first time, a Salvadoran account of what it takes to reach the border, cross it on foot, and survive. I cannot recommend this book enough, nor overstate its accomplishment. Carolyn Forche
Solito is a revelation. Daniel Alarcón
[A] beautifully wrought work that renders the migrant experience into a vivid, immediately accessible portrayal. Kirkus Review (starred review)
A stirring portrait of the power of human connection . . . an immensely moving story. Publishers Weekly (starred review)
A new landmark in the literature of migration, and in nonfiction writ large. Francisco Cantú, author of The Line Becomes a River
In luminous prose . . . with tenderness and searing honesty Zamora writes, for the first time, a Salvadoran account of what it takes to reach the border, cross it on foot, and survive. I cannot recommend this book enough, nor overstate its accomplishment. Carolyn Forche
Solito is a revelation. Daniel Alarcón
[A] beautifully wrought work that renders the migrant experience into a vivid, immediately accessible portrayal. Kirkus Review (starred review)
A stirring portrait of the power of human connection . . . an immensely moving story. Publishers Weekly (starred review)
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