Crack open the cover of A Princess Found, and you will be swept up into the simultaneous biographies of a very normal young woman from white America, and of the African father she did not know, as he runs the gauntlet of daily survival in the Sierra Leone of the late 1990's, then the most dangerous place on earth.
Though I knew the story before I began chapter one, I could not put this book down until I finished the first half. The narrow escapes, time after time, of Joseph Konia Kposowa and his family, from attacks by the notorious rebel soldiers of Liberia's then President Charles Taylor - the same RUF child-soldier death squads for which Taylor sits imprisoned at the Hague today - had me riveted. Those who have read Ismeal Beah's "A Long Way Gone" will find the terrain familiar, and no less terrifying.
Poignant and repeatedly ironic is the parallel story of Sarah's middle class life as a mixed race, adopted girl in middle America. Candidly echoed and explored are the deep-seeded insecurities familiar to anyone close to those, or who were themselves, adopted as infants. Well described is the additional layer of mixed race geneology and sociological observations in America. Authentic, important similarities to President Obama's insights in "Dreams Of My Father" run deeper than the two books' cover designs. This story is very American.
In the interest of full disclosure, I am happy to admit my friendship with Sarah Culberson. I first met Sarah in 2007 when she agreed to be Featured Guest at the Royal African Ball, an event organized by the Consular Chamber of Commerce to fund secular school development in sub-Saharan Africa. At the time, Sarah was probably struggling to get her bearings in her newfound lineage, and the multiple ramifications of uncovering it all. I found a snippet of her story while searching for someone else's, and managed to email her friend John.
Aprehensive at first, Sarah agreed to come and speak at our event in Las Vegas. With the support of Von (see Acknowledgments), Sarah Culberson took the stage and told the story few will ever forget. Our participants were proud and substantial contributors to the Kposowa Foundation in 2007, helping to rebuild Bumpe High School.
Sarah Culberson has risen to the occasion in a way that should make her fellow Americans proud. Faced with an overwhelming and emotional ride, she rose above the natural tendancy to become self absorbed, and channels all that attention and energy into a mighty force for good. She is part adopted-kid group therapist, part mixed-race interpreter, part ambassador. She is Princess Bumpenya.
One of the stars I've given the book might be attributed to my friendship with Sarah. The book itself, her first, was put together at monumental speed. The form is fantastic. The dual stories of Sarah and Joseph, told in side-by-side format absolutly grab the reader, making for a great creshendo as the stories merge into one. A few minor proofing errors should be overlooked by those as happy as I am to see this history come to the page.
It will probably be argued that a bit more context may have shed more light on the civil war of Sierra Leone. Though RUF rebels were surely responsible for the atrocities described, it may be important to note that the Sierra Leonian government troops also recruited child soldiers (Ismael Beah ["A Long Way Gone"] among them), in this deadliest and most evil form of warfare. These troops likewise sacked villages, raped and murdered their way across the Country. Death, dismemberment, and drugged child soldiers - ninja-like assisins - stolen from normal lives and programmed as killing machines, characterized both sides of the conflict in those dark years in Sierra Leone.
This book is a tremendous effort and wonderful, timely product. More Americans need to know this collidoscopic story, and nobody is as qualified as Sarah to tell it. In this, we are all her subjects. She is the bridge. I hope we hear more from Sarah on her journey.