Who will greet you at home
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Review: This story was disorienting, frustrating, disturbing, and irresistibly fascinating from the first sentence. I’m not normally a fan of myths and magical realism, but Arimah’s universe is so vibrant and eerily similar to but still unlike our own that I couldn’t turn away from this sometimes gruesome tale once I got beyond my preconceived notions.
The main character in the story is Ogechi, a young African woman who lives in a world where mothers must make babies out of commonplace materials (mud, wool, clay, sand, sugar, etc.) and raise them for a year before they can be born as flesh and blood babies. Ogechi makes a baby out of hair from the salon floor while keeping it hidden from “Mama,” the keeper of all feminine influence in Ogechi’s village.
Even if the idea of a bawling, squalling “hair-baby” who feeds on her mother’s hair doesn’t really pique your interest (it didn’t for me), read this tale. In the end, I believe it’s a powerful statement on motherhood and what it means to be a mother, as Ogechi’s hair-baby begins to suffocate her, despite all she’s done for the “child”:
Adorable babies reacting to dad coming home compilation
Who Will Greet You At Home is a story about the expectation to produce the ideal child and the lengths to which women will go to achieve this goal. “A mother should give all of herself to her child, even if it takes the marrow in her bones,” the protagonist specifically says. This comment, although appearing selfless and noble at first, takes a sinister turn in this tale. It can be interpreted as a criticism of the notion that in order to be the best mother, one must sacrifice one’s best qualities.
The heroine of Arimah repeatedly gives up some of her happiness in return for the blessing that is expected each time a child is born. The giving away of Joy seemed to me to be a nod to Buchi Emecheta’s novel “The Joys of Motherhood,” in which children, though a blessing, often took a toll on the protagonist’s well-being. In reality, Emecheta’s protagonist’s tragic ending is a warning that many Nigerian women have failed to heed, allowing social forces to override common sense.
We’ll be featuring reviews of the five stories that have been shortlisted for the 2017 Caine Prize for African Writing this week. On Monday, July 3rd, the award winner will be revealed. The story ‘Who Will Greet You At Home’ by Nigerian author Lesley Nneka Arimah is the subject of today’s review.
‘Who Will Greet You At Home,’ by Lesley Nneka Arimah, is a wonderfully satisfying tale from a skilled storyteller who not only has a captivating imagination but is also familiar and adept with the genre’s demands. Every word is tailored for the primary purpose of showing rather than saying, with vibrant picturesque sentences and a tightly woven structure. The author uses its linear plot to criticize the baby-craze prevalent in contemporary Nigerian society. Set in a surreal Lagos, where women must first fabricate a child out of earthly materials and care for the fabricated child for a year before it comes to life, the author uses its linear plot to criticize the baby-craze prevalent in contemporary Nigerian society. Arimah has honed her art, and she tells a gripping alternative development tale. The women’s obsession with infants, on the other hand, can be borderline obsessive at times.
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