I love Young Adults fiction novels. I have found comfort in them many times and related to them so often. Some characters are so real to me that I feel like I’d run and hug them if we ever meet. Sometimes I want to talk to them and tell them how I feel too, cause after all, if they opened themselves to me the most genuine thing is to open myself to them too, right? Or it’s scary.. maybe. Today I’m writing, to some of those characters, short letters. Next time I’m writing to the others too.
Who’s your favorite character? Let me know in the comments
- To Kainene (From Half of a yellow sun by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie)
Dear Kainene, I love you and your personality. You are so much like my sister and so much like me. Remember the time you took Richard’s manuscript and burned it? That was so my sister. She looks where to store his anger, then forgives. When you said that the upper class is a collection of illiterates who read nothing and eat food they dislike at overpriced restaurants and have social conversations around one subject: ‘How’s the new car behaving?, I nodded in agreement. It’s the same at my hometown, except that here they talk about houses and women. I related so much on how you build emotional defenses against the world. You are strong and lovely, Kainene.
2. To Augustus (From The Fault in our stars by John Green)
Augustus, you gave me an idea. Though, none of my friends can accept it, but I’d like to have a prefuneral too and listen to their eulogies. I’ll request it when I feel like my hour is approaching. You shouldn’t have died though. I spent nights crying because of you. And I’m bad at explaining such matters. But in the end I forgave you, because you were right when you said that hurt in this world is inevitable, but we do get to choose who we allow to hurt us. I’m happy that you chose Hazel. And I can confirm, she is happy she chose you too.
3. To Parvaneh (From A man called Ove by Fredrick Backman)
Hello foreign pregnant woman! I love how you entered in the old man’s life easily. Your sociability and warm conversation engagement is what everyone on the verge of suicide needs. what’s with IT consultants though? Your disdain for them is inexplicable. I laughed hard when you were learning how to drive. You know Ove had a point; how was driving hard to you who has given birth to two children and quite soon would be squeezing out a third? You’ve come to Sweden from a land far away and most likely you fled war and persecution and all sorts of other nonsense. You’ve learned a new language and got yourself an education and you’re holding together a family of obvious incompetents. It doesn’t make sense, right? I love you Parvaneh. I hope I’ll be as strong and lovely as you when I grow up.
Cover picture by Anna Remarchuck