I found Bessie Head’s writing through searching for books by South African and Botswanan authors, as she was both, and she is a great example of why I love autobiographical writings. Bessie was born under apartheid, with what she calls a lack of personal history, no sense of who she was and where she came from. Apartheid was (and remains) a brutal reality for black South Africans, and led to her exile to a village in Botswana. There, Bessie fought to find peace and establish roots in African soil. Through her writings I was able to learn about the history of these two countries, of Africa, and about a woman who lived a very difficult life but found catharsis through incisive and beautiful writing. I think she provides a remarkable example of why it is important to use reading as a tool for learning, expanding, and appreciating our world.
“I need a quiet backwater and a sense of living as though I am barely alive on the earth, treading a small, careful pathway through life”
“[…] Tell them how natural, sensible, normal is human kindness. Tell them, those who judge my country, Africa, by gain and greed, that the gods walk about her barefoot with no ermine and gold-studded cloaks”