Book Review: The Bedouin who made it to France
Book Review: The Bedouin who made it to France
The book opens with a tragedy. A young boy has just lost his mother. Around him, there is sorrow and multiple voices constantly repeating a verse, “she went out like a fire, with no embers left to burn.” His mother had been ill for a long time and not only that, she was “a repudiated woman.” The young boy wonders why people are showing affection for his mother now in death when alive they paid little to no attention to her. Because she had been rejected by her husband, she had also been rejected by society since “a repudiated woman was a fallen woman. No one would want her.”
Married young at the insistence of her mother, and married to an older man who already had a wife, the future of the boy’s mother would always be troubled. After giving birth to her son, she was rejected by her husband, as was her baby. Life would not be easy for either of them after that, especially not the young boy, not after he lost his only support in the entire desert. Having sat with her when she breathed her last breath, he realized things had changed immediately when “outside, the sky was motionless, the stars frozen in place, shining for themselves alone; the wind had dropped; and the dogs had stopped yelping. The desert had no soul.”
With poverty urging him to submit to its power, a grandmother complaining about her ill-repute because of her daughter, and a father who did not want him, Maïouf, “the abandoned one,” decides that his future is in his own hands. Although young and naïve, the journey Maïouf set himself on will be one that even he could not dream up, despite the vivid imagination of the child.
Altrad’s story is brilliantly told. It is littered with picturesque scenes of desert caravans and Bedouin life, but not without the hardship and heartache that comes along with it. Maïouf’s history, his Bedouin past is always with him, and is fascinating to read. Altrad writes about the tribes living south of the river, with just their horses and tents. The tribes “moved on to the rhythm of their flocks’ search for new outcrops of grass.” When winter moved into the desert or there were violent storms overhead, the Bedouins’ tents “made a sort of village in the middle of the desert, a village no traveler could see.”
The fight of the Bedouin people was not only against nature, but against the sedentary people, those who claimed the lands that the Bedouin had been roaming for centuries. It is this past that Maïouf must escape, but not so much the Bedouin people as much as his own family. They have hardly cared for him and have always seen him as a burden. He is determined to not live this way, to find a path on which he can succeed and leave. But his first obstacle comes soon when his grandmother refuses to let him go to school and instead tells him he must be a shepherd.
Altrad manages to balance a rich sense of history with a modern-day story and the constrictions of a strict and poverty-stricken upbringing. As he writes about the Bedouin tribes, the reader feels a sense of lost history, of a faded story, but it is not altogether terrible. Sometimes, the romanticism of the past can dilute difficult realities and constrictive traditions and ideas. Maïouf does not lose himself in a sense of history or tradition. He is the one who breaks with tradition and defies his grandmother to go to school. It is the grandmother who blames the boy for the life he has and it is Maïouf who vows to show her that this is not the life he chose and he will do everything in his power to ensure the life he lives is the one he has chosen.
Although he is one of the poorest children, with his dusty clothes and worn pencil, Maïouf is brilliant. He is smarter then all his classmates and it is his will and perseverance that gets him to secondary school and eventually senior school in Raqqa where he passes his baccalaureate and eventually receives a government grant to study at the University of Montpellier.
Altrad’s story tugs at even the toughest of hearts. The success of a struggling child is like the heartbeat of a society. It is through the child’s struggle, naivety, strength and success that people rally together. Altrad writes simply and beautifully, not taking anything away from Maïouf, the Bedouin tribes or from the Syrian desert or cities. He writes of a story that could take place in Syria, France or Abu Dhabi, but it is a story that transcends history and borders. The extent to which tradition can at times destroy or uplift a child’s life is boundless. It is the will within each child that differentiates one from the other.
From the moment you pick up this book to the very end, you are invested in Maïouf and his success. In the short chapters, like vignettes of memories, the reader attaches themself to Maïouf’s journey. It is the classic rags-to-riches story, but set in a rich desert of history and tradition. It is not the desert that Maiouf wants to escape from, but from the constrictive rules that keep him there. Eventually, Maiouf cannot stay away from the desert too long. It is something that torments him but also makes him feel as if he is home.
Altrad’s book dives into cultural differences, historical issues and societal divisions that can limit a society and its children without even realizing it. His book pays homage to perseverance and the will of children. It is a beautifully told story with a vibrant history and future.
Book review: A witty story of love in the upper echelons of Syrian society
CHICAGO: “The Unexpected Love Objects of Dunya Noor” is the exceptional debut novel by Rana Haddad. Satirical and witty, Haddad takes the reader on a journey with Dunya Noor, a young photographer who lives in Syria in the 1980s. Dunya Noor lives among the highest echelons of society in Latakia, Syria, until she decides to make a decision for herself. Then chaos ensues.
Haddad has worked as a journalist for the BBC and Channel 4. She grew up in Latakia and moved to the UK as a teenager. Haddad is also a published poet and, in 2018, her first novel was published by Hoopoe, an imprint of the American University in Cairo Press.
Along the coast of the Mediterranean Sea sits a harbor city known as Latakia, “a satellite beach resort of neo-Stalinism.” The seaside city is home to heart surgeon Dr. Joseph Noor, his English wife Patricia and their daughter, curly-haired Dunya Noor. They look like the perfect family, but Dr. Noor believes his country is the best in the world, Patricia wants to go back to England and Dunya is just looking for the light. She falls in love with photography at the age of eight and is told that buying a camera “was like buying an oud, but instead of playing with musical notes, one needed to learn how to play with light.”
Years later, Dunya moves to England and meets Hilal, an astronomer who is the son of tailors from Aleppo. They fall in love and ten years after leaving Syria, they decide to journey back. But the Syria they love and the families they left behind are no longer the same.
At the heart of the book is Dunya, her romance and a mystery, but there is also a skillful lightness to Haddad’s writing, even when she writes about dense ideologies, such as misogyny and patriarchy. Her prose is clear and her wit is sharp. Haddad tells a story without embellishment or subtlety — her charm lies in her ability to write about the nonsensical motivations of power-hungry people and the consequences that befall ordinary people in an entertaining way.