The Monday Book – Solito: A Memoir by Javier Zamora

Guest review by Janelle Bailey, avid reader and always learning; sometimes substitute teaching, sometimes grandbabysitting, sometimes selling books

Solito: A Memoir by Javier Zamora

Solito: A Memoir by Javier Zamora

There is so much good to be said about this book, and “Everyone” “should” read it. I know of few other books I could say so sincerely were so “good to the last drop (word)” as this one. There are so many gifts from the adult Javier to the reader who gets to the finish, completing this entire journey with 9-year-old Javier.

A memoir Javier Zamora wrote years after his own experiences migrating from El Salvador to the USA, this book is simply stellar for so many reasons, a few detailed here.

The writing is top notch. For anyone who has studied Spanish, there will be an additional layer of satisfaction, as you will understand even better things I did not take time to translate, hoping that I caught the essence of it all either in context or in the little I do understand, either from my own learning or from similarities to French. The only word I looked up, for its being used so frequently and my uncertainty of its denotation was the word “tambien,” really just “also” or “me, too.” I even appreciate and “enjoyed” Zamora’s continually punctuating questions–the ones in English as well–with the Spanish language’s dual question marks. I liked that he hung onto that…and it sort of kept me grounded in the merging of his nine-year-old non-English speaking self and his adult writer self, speaking in both languages and even different iterations of Spanish from his home, through Mexico, and into the US.

The truth–all of the truths–of this story are soul-wrenching, gut-wrenching, and heart- and soul-lifting, tambien, and a thoughtful reader cannot help but empathize (yet thoughtless readers are unlikely to read the book anyway) with all that Javiercito experiences and learns and endures and…just all of it…on this challenging migration, at age nine, from El Salvador to the USA to be reunited with his parents and then live from then on in California. I was very, very much reminded of American Dirt, which I read years ago but still think of in all that it stirred, and yet that was fiction. Solito is truth…Zamora’s own personal experiences. And I 100% endured it all…only vicariously, of course…in this week I spent slowly reading this book. It cannot–should not–be a “fast read” for anyone, as that would take away all that comes from living with Javier through these critical weeks of his childhood. I will always remember and keep associated with this book and Zamora’s story the things I also went through this last week in very different struggles of my own–not for clean water or a bathroom or life and death things by any means–but struggling to teach and demand respectful behavior from teenagers who don’t appreciate allllllll the privilege they have, even those who think their lives are quite rough. They have no idea, maybe 95% of them, how much tougher it could be.

Javier is not the main “character” but the author’s own nine-year-old self, and yet he will grab onto your heart and have you rooting for him and all others who ever have or will endure in real life anything at all like his story. And additionally the fondness developed for all who come to the aid of Javier on this rigorous and challenging adventure and who become his “family” for this while will likely fill your tank as well, for Zamora nails right on the head that thing that many of us have experienced, which is becoming very close to people through shared situations or circumstances that forever change us as well as create friendships of a remarkably enduring variety, even when miles or loss of contact information prevent us from ever being as close again.

If you don’t know what to get someone–anyone who is a willing reader–for an upcoming gift (and for sure you should be willing to gift yourself!) or your library hold list has room for an addition: get Solito now. If you already own it and have been waiting, I can fairly certainly promise you that this is the read you need right now to put you in the holiday spirit–both for appreciating what you have, sharing what you can, and considering all “others” for at least a little while.

Javier Zamora: it has been a true pleasure to “meet” you. I’ll hold out hope that at some point in time I get to give you the big hug in person that I’d like to right now. Hearty congratulations on this remarkable writing accomplishment…sincerely.

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The Monday Book – The English Teacher by Lily King

Guest review by Janelle Bailey, avid reader and always learning; sometimes substitute teaching, sometimes grandbabysitting, sometimes selling books

The English Teacher by Lily King

The English Teacher by Lily King

This is not a new book–it was first published in 2005)–but I came to it after first discovering Lily King and then wishing to read everything she’d written. I was not disappointed by that pursuit. King’s writing is solid, her stories holding layers of literary value, her characters thoughtfully deep and charismatic.

And it’s even been years since I read this book, but I’m still thinking about it, especially in light of some critical issues that have been developing for women these past couple of years. I often think of Vida…and also of my discussion post-reading with a great friend and fellow lover of good literature. Vida was very real to us, and she prompted a thoughtful discussion that could apply to many situations and which I think of often.

The English teacher in this novel, however, is that Vida. The book’s main character, Vida is a bit of a mess, but she wasn’t always, necessarily. It’s that during the action of this novel, she is first confronting some of her stuff, which she had been, well…stuffing…for years and years. Vida teaches English at Fayer Academy, a cozy little boarding school built in a mansion once owned by Vida’s grandfather, coincidentally. She has the third floor pretty much to herself. She’s much loved by students, named teacher of the year by then and rewarded more than once in her career, and she teaches the classics, such as Hardy’s Tess of the d’Urbervilles in ways with which any of us who’ve taught literature at all can relate, that beautiful repetition of seeing a work anew but the same, too, with a brand new group of students.

And outside of her classroom, Vida is also mom to Peter, now a freshman at Fayer…and dog mom to Walt…and she likes her wine. And she enjoys a positive, camaraderie- and history-filled, collegial relationship with many of her school colleagues, having worked there for years and living right on campus in a school-owned house.

And yet the life that Vida has been living outwardly allllll of this time has not required her to confront much of what she keeps inside…until she meets and then marries Tom.

This is a great book…thoughtful and thought-filled, well-written, characters believable and intense, and giving us access to our own stuff on the side.

I hope you have something new in the works and coming out soon, Ms. King.

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