I can already tell this is going to be an automatic 4 stars. I liked it. It was sweet, it was up and down, it was important... But it was too much build-up for the small amount of joy it finally delivered at the very end. I love love love dual POV, and that was employed here expertly, but it got too deceptive there at the end, and too many near misses and crossed wires happened to stress me out too badly before finally relieving the pressure. I wish a few more things had been emphasized, and that there had been more dialog, particularly at the end.
PLOT
Our story starts with Funke, who is 9, living in Nigeria with her Nigerian father and British mother and her little brother Femi. There's a horrible accident and Funke is sent to live with her mother's family in England. It's a grey, cold world and almost no one is kind to her, except her 10-yr-old cousin Liv, who is thrilled to have a little cousin to protect and play with.
Like in Mansfield Park, Funke (who is called Kate by all her British family) is given the bare minimum of everything, while her cousins are given better education and resources. But Funke thrives anyway, eventually getting a scholarship to a British university. Unfortunately, while Funke is thriving, Liv is slowly unraveling, and starts to resent Funke. More tragedy ensues, and Funke is sent back to Nigeria. By now, she had finally seen England as home and hates going back to Nigeria, and is quite bitter (totally rightfully so) about being sent back to "the bush."
Meanwhile, Liv hits at rock bottom in England and Funke slowly rebuilds her life in Nigeria. Through a bunch of wild and rushed circumstances, Liv finally pulls her life together and the two are finally reunited.
Happy Happy. Racism is Bad. The End.
MISSED OPPORTUNITIES
Funke lives in what I assume would be considered a modest situation in Nigeria as a child. And of course, living in Nigeria will always come with infrastructure issues (power, road conditions, etc...) that are not experienced in other parts of the world, but her family is actually quite well off. She is well educated and very bright. Because she is assumed to be stupid by her 'much more sophisticated' relatives in England (who live in a leaky, drafty, dilapidated mansion), I wish more about her education had been explored. She was denied the "better" school that Liv was sent to. She was denied her college education in Bristol. She still went on to be a doctor, but literally nothing of her education was covered (unless it had to do with her hot study partner).
When Funke goes back to Nigeria, her father is living in a different place and if you've never been to Nigeria, you'd have little context for all the subtle differences between where she lived as a child, where she lived while going to school, where her relatives live, and where Funke's father lives later. The author was definitely showing and not telling and I for sure appreciate that, but she could have used this opportunity to highlight ignorance AND the reversal of that ignorance on both sides.
What she did instead was introduce a bunch of characters that are not explored and are mostly forgettable but this one is wealthy, this one is old school, this one is "bush", this one is racist, this one is traditional. Again, it's showing and not telling, but it made those characters forgettable and it made you go "wait a minute, that was important, spend another minute on that!" I got so confused with the Nigerian family tree specifically because characters were just thrown in as someone's cousin or roommate or servant so you could get a glimpse (but no more!) of the varying attitudes in Nigeria. There's show-don't-tell, and then there's cheapening.
There was a blink-and-you'd-miss-it comparison between Liv and Funke's mother that was alluded to but I really really wish we could have explored more the fact that Liv was basically Funke's mother incarnate and it was beautiful when Liv finally made it to Nigeria and was so kind and joyful there. That deserved more. We deserved more of Funke's mother. We deserved more of Funke and Liv together under happier circumstances.
There's racism and microaggressions here that are completely glossed over. There's subtle and then there's barely there - swept under the rug.
ON MY SOAP BOX
One of the main themes that's really only mentioned in the book description is Funke being from two worlds and not belonging to either. She's mixed race and she refers only to her brother Femi calling himself yellow and embracing his mixed status in comparison to her embarrassment of it. This mixed race experience is not explored nearly enough! I say this as a mixed race person who has all sorts of things to say about never looking white enough or black enough to fit in anywhere. And being raised in Nigerian culture for 9 years? And then going to England? Barely a mention about how the habits of someone from a completely different culture would clash once you move to a vastly different place (the only one I can think of is how Funke was grossed out by baths). And the hair!!! ONE MENTION about how stressful the hair thing was for a child, who does not yet know how to do her own hair, and is suddenly thrust upon a bunch of white people!!! This is maybe small, but... no, it's not! The parts of the mixed race experience that make us feel so alienated all deserve more discussion. I think it was only explored here in terms of place, but not looks, or inner thoughts.
Every time I pictured Funke in my head, I pictured her as black and I had to constantly reset my mindset. This is a real problem!! I was supposed to see myself in this person and I did not. This, for me, was my biggest grievance with the book. Perhaps the author thought it would be overkill to constantly tell us about Funke's skin tone, but I think she has completely ignored the number of times our skin tone is forefront in our minds (she's also mixed race, right?!). How I can't use white or black skin care or hair care products. How I've been ogled by white people for being exotic, while I've been resented by black people for being able to pass. HOW MANY PEOPLE HAVE ASKED TO TOUCH MY HAIR!!! How I've felt inadequate being introduced to my black boyfriends' mothers, and how I've been shunned by white boyfriends' mothers.
TL;DR
Saying all that makes it sound like I didn't like it. What we got, I liked. So, while I think the author had a responsibility to make the mixed race experience more vivid, I guess my expectations are too high. Perhaps for some, the huge culture clash of Nigeria vs England will be enough. I'm coming from a much more subtle Baltimore-to-rural-Pennsylvania-back-to-Baltimore clash. I'll continue waiting for my book... I'm glad all these characters got the endings they deserved, I'm glad this exists.