This novel will surprise you a little.
After you finish reading it, you will not be able to tell it.
The writer is from Cameroon, and the event is simple. It takes place in the apartheid society controlled by the whites: The village residents wake up to news from the military ruler stating that the “great leader of the whites” will come from Paris to award old Mika a medal. In appreciation for his efforts and sacrifices, he is the one who lost his two sons who fought with the French army, and donated his land to the new church. Like the residents of his village, Mika feels great as a result of this appreciation, but he soon realizes that he is not strong, but rather a weak, oppressed old man in a weak, oppressed society. A battle in which he is defeated without his opponent appearing in the ring.
The old man and the people of his village are trying to cling to what remains in the memory about themselves, their customs, their methods of expression, their reactions, and their struggle for justice, but they realize on a daily basis: ((The whites have left nothing for us)).
Ferdinand Oyono does not interfere, as if he is sitting among them, doing what they do, so you do not know his direct position on what is going on, and he also drags you to sit with them and participate with them. It does not only aim to introduce you to the problem that people are experiencing, but also to the creative expression methods of these people.
Summary of the book: In Brief, You Are My Dream. Written by: Maryam Bint Al-Aali I wrote in this book a lot of different feelings and topics. Between its lines there are feelings that go back to my heart, my feelings, and my general life. I wrote about love in the sense of my private heart, and about happiness, sadness, separation, and many feelings that carry praise for one person and reproach for others. My words here do not constitute one year or a period. Short of my life, but here is a group of years that began when my pen began to draw its first letters and continues to this day. There are also those feelings that do not belong to me, but rather to those around me. When they were happy, I had to write about their joy, and while they were sad and in pain, I had to speak instead of their hearts and share their sorrows with them through those pulsating letters. Every time I listen to what... They feel it from experiences in this life full of different stories. I used to quote a summary from it and spin it with my fingertips to form thoughts that tell what is inside them. We all always want to explain our different feelings, but that is difficult for everyone, as we are not equal. Thus, my pen was my heart with its feelings and experiences, and all of their hearts with all those things that they experienced. Share with me the details. I have talked about many things in the pages of my book, and yet my heart still longs to live more and sees that what I have written so far is nothing more than the letters of a few years that passed during my youth and youth. I talked a lot in my book about feelings of love, and I am fully aware that many will not understand them well. They will like the beauty of the letters and the harmony of the words, but only those who have lived the same feeling and know that love is not the love that exists between two genders or two people, but rather love is to love ourselves, so we love those who love us. We love life around us and thus we see people in a completely different light. As for separation, pain, sadness, treachery, and betrayal, I know that everyone will understand it and delusively think that it touches on the pain and pain that went through his heart, not because he actually felt it, but pain and sadness are somewhat similar in reactions and the way they are expressed by the majority, even though we live in different things. It has to do with what others experience, as separation is different people, times, ages, situations, and ways that are not as similar as they think. As for the beauty, happiness, and spontaneous feelings in our lives, they are what give us hope, ambition, and strength to remain steadfast in this life. In the last topics of my book, I spoke a lot and expressed my love for my friends. They are always the most important and have priority. Only them remain with us. No one shares our sorrows and joys except them. No one understands our strange behavior and different feelings except true friends who are absolutely indispensable.
