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Waiting for Snow in Havana: Confessions of a Cuban Boy Paperback – January 13, 2004
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From Publishers Weekly
"Metaphors matter to me, especially perfect ones," Yale historian Eire writes in this beautifully fashioned memoir, as he recounts one of many wonderfully vibrant stories from his boyhood in 1950s Havana. As imaginatively wrought as the finest piece of fiction, the book abounds with magical interpretations of ordinary boyhood events-playing in a friend's backyard is like a perilous journey through the jungle; setting off firecrackers becomes a lyrical, cosmic opera; a child's birthday party turns into a phantasmagoria of American pop cultural icons. Taking his cue from his father, a man with "a very fertile, nearly inexhaustible imagination, totally dedicated to inventing past lives," Eire looks beyond the literal to see the mythological themes inherent in the epic struggle for identity that each of our lives represents. Into this fantastic idyll comes Castro-"Beelzebub, Herod, and the Seven-Headed Beast of the Apocalypse rolled into one"-overthrowing the Batista regime at the very end of 1958 and sweeping away everything that the author holds dear. A world that had been bursting with complicated, colorful meaning is replaced with the monotony of Castro's rhetoric and terrorizing "reform." Symbols of Jesus that had once provided spiritual enlightenment by popping up in the author's premonitions and dreams were now literally being demolished and destroyed by a government that has outlawed religion. The final cataclysm comes when Eire and his brother, still young boys, are shipped off to the United States to seek safety and a better life (another paradise, perhaps). They never see their father again.As painful as Eire's journey has been, his ability to see tragedy and suffering as a constant source of redemption is what makes this book so powerful. Where his father believed that we live many lives in different bodies, Eire sees his own life as a series of deaths within the same body. "Dying can be beautiful," he writes, "And waking up is even more beautiful. Even when the world has changed." Taking his cue from his beloved Jesus, the author believes that we repeatedly die for our sins and are reborn into a new awareness of paradise. How fortunate for readers, then, that by way of Eire's "confessions," they too will be able to renew their souls through his transcendent words.
Copyright 2002 Reed Business Information, Inc. --This text refers to the Preloaded Digital Audio Player edition.
From The New Yorker
At the start of the nineteen-sixties, an operation called Pedro Pan flew more than fourteen thousand Cuban children out of the country, without their parents, and deposited them in Miami. Eire, now a professor of history and religion at Yale, was one of them. His deeply moving memoir describes his life before Castro, among the aristocracy of old Cuba—his father, a judge, believed himself to be the reincarnation of Louis XVI—and, later, in America, where he turned from a child of privilege into a Lost Boy. Eire's tone is so urgent and so vividly personal (he is even nostalgic about Havana's beautiful blue clouds of DDT) that his unsparing indictments of practically everyone concerned, including himself, seem all the more remarkable.
Copyright © 2005 The New Yorker
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I was older and an American child who spent time in many of the places Carlos did. Of course as a girl I was a lot kinder to the lizards but was equally fascinated. We stayed at the National Hotel and used their pool
The narrative however is overly detailed in some chapters and difficult to follow a clear chronology of time and place.
Overall I recommend this book as a look into the Cuban society BC (before Castro) and a window of the hope and srtuggle of one boy leaving his birthplace and faced with assimilating in his adopted country as is the case of many of immigrants of current and past generations.
I simply had to respect the depth and clarity of raw, naked and conflicted emotion that pours between the lines in this story about paradise. The innocent exuberance of youth romps through the book, daring the angry, bitter voice of maturity to deny the existence of turquoise seas, sunlit days, happiness and...love? Ah, but this is not my story to interpret, so I will leave it at that.
Book was full of too many childhood memories having nothing to do with living or leaving Cuba which is why I read boo. Really boring at times. Sorry, but I was disappointed and frustrated by the memories of a father who thought several family members former kings. queens and other royals