RACISMO. ABUSO. LIBERTAÇÃO. A vida de Marguerite Ann Johnson foi marcada por essas três palavras. A garota negra, criada no sul por sua avó paterna, carregou consigo um enorme fardo que foi aliviado apenas pela literatura e por tudo aquilo que ela pôde lhe trazer: conforto através das palavras. Dessa forma, Maya, como era carinhosamente chamada, escreve para exibir sua voz e libertar-se das grades que foram colocadas em sua vida. As lembranças dolorosas e as descobertas de Angelou estão contidas e eternizadas nas páginas desta obra densa e necessária, dando voz aos jovens que um dia foram, assim como ela, fadados a uma vida dura e cheia de preconceitos. Com uma escrita poética e poderosa, a obra toca, emociona e transforma profundamente o espírito e o pensamento de quem a lê.
"Era horrível ser negra e não ter controle sobre a minha vida. Era brutal ser jovem e já estar treinada para ficar sentada em silêncio ouvindo as acusações feitas contra a minha cor sem chance de defesa."
a obra traz uma visão nítida das relações raciais no período entreguerras e ensina como a voz pode transformar um mundo injusto.
Review of 'I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings' on 'Goodreads'
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One of the problems of African American literature is that the men pretend the women don't exist and the women normally write, quite understandably, about how all whites and black men oppresses them. This does not result in bad works, but books by male writers annoy women and books by women are considered "Women's Literature", because a woman's experience is always considered exceptional.
In any case, this is an excellent book about what it meant to be black, in the States, in the thirties. Angelou writes mostly about her own life, but the way she weaves in the lives of her relatives is one of the most interesting protrayals of the life of a minority I've ever read. The language is beautiful without being too flowery. The structure is mostly episodic, which style books would frown upon, but is there any other way to tell the experiences of chilhood?
It …
One of the problems of African American literature is that the men pretend the women don't exist and the women normally write, quite understandably, about how all whites and black men oppresses them. This does not result in bad works, but books by male writers annoy women and books by women are considered "Women's Literature", because a woman's experience is always considered exceptional.
In any case, this is an excellent book about what it meant to be black, in the States, in the thirties. Angelou writes mostly about her own life, but the way she weaves in the lives of her relatives is one of the most interesting protrayals of the life of a minority I've ever read. The language is beautiful without being too flowery. The structure is mostly episodic, which style books would frown upon, but is there any other way to tell the experiences of chilhood?
It seems outdated because it's almost forty years old, but this is the place to start if someone wants to know more about African American history through literature and biography.