
Coconut
A Literature, Africa, Fiction book. You will find, Ofilwe, that the people you strive so hard to be like will one day reject you because...
An important rumination on youth in modern-day South Africa, this haunting debut novel tells the story of two extraordinary young women who have grown up black in white suburbs and must now struggle to find their identities. The rich and pampered Ofilwe has taken her privileged lifestyle for granted, and must confront her swiftly dwindling sense of culture when her soulless world falls apart. Meanwhile, the hip and sassy Fiks is an ambitious go-getter desperate to leave her vicious past behind for the glossy sophistication of city life, but finds Johannesburg to be more complicated and unforgiving than she...
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- Filetype: PDF
- Pages: 198 pages
- ISBN: 9781770093362 / 1770093362
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I do not know why people here have taken upon themselves the duty of making attempts at speaking to me. I work hard to keep the dont speak to me look on my face and yet it seems they read it as please speak to me.It really is very inconsiderate. Sometimes one just wants to be alone with ones thoughts and not have to deal with bad breath and body odour so early in the morning. Kopano Matlwa, Coconut // Tshepo reckons that it is inevitable that ones circle of friends will become smaller as one grows older. He reasons that when we begin we are similar, like two glasses of water sitting side by side on a clean tray. There is very little that differentiates us. We are simple beings whose interests do not extend beyond playing touch and kicking balls. However, like the two glasses of water forgotten on a tray in the reading room, we start to collect bits. Bits of fluff, bits of a broken beetle wing, bits of bread, bits of pollen, bits of shed epithelial... I am not used to hating. Hate sits heavy on my heart. It reeks. I can smell it rotting my insides and I taste it on my tongue. Kopano Matlwa, Coconut //
Everyone Matlwa sorta captured this book in her self-conscious dedication/apology at the end:I do not know how to make it pretty. I do not know how to mask it. It is not a piece of literary genius. It is the story of our lives. It is our story, told in our own words as we feel it every day. It is boring. It is plain. It is overdone and definitely... " " ( 2010 2007 ) - - . " " ( 2010 2007 ) - - . ! " " ! - - () . ! : ! . (Fake it till you make it) ! - - ! - - ""!