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A review by bookedupandbusy
Like a Mule Bringing Ice Cream to the Sun by Sarah Ladipo Manyika
3.0
3.75
This novella is a short and fun story about Morayo Da Silva, a 75 year old Nigerian woman living in San Fransisco.
Morayo is the oldest protagonist I have read in fiction and I absolutely loved her. She is feisty and independent and knows how to hold her own. We learn about her youth and how she navigated love, relationships and friendships. One day she has a fall and ends up in assisted living. I found her friends and love interests very engaging and would have loved more chapters with their points on view.
The author tackled the theme of ageing, dementia and independence in a brilliant way. Even though Morayo was becoming weaker, there was so much strength and inspiration in her life stories.
Morayo’s love for books was beautiful! I understood how she felt towards those who did not protect and have a care for her books. I also loved the references of African culture, literature and art and Morayo’s love for Nigeria.
I am unsure of the relevance of the title of the book, however I found out that the title is the last line of a poem called ‘Donkey On’ by Mary Ruefle. I think the author could have written a full novel on this protagonist.
This novella is a short and fun story about Morayo Da Silva, a 75 year old Nigerian woman living in San Fransisco.
Morayo is the oldest protagonist I have read in fiction and I absolutely loved her. She is feisty and independent and knows how to hold her own. We learn about her youth and how she navigated love, relationships and friendships. One day she has a fall and ends up in assisted living. I found her friends and love interests very engaging and would have loved more chapters with their points on view.
The author tackled the theme of ageing, dementia and independence in a brilliant way. Even though Morayo was becoming weaker, there was so much strength and inspiration in her life stories.
Morayo’s love for books was beautiful! I understood how she felt towards those who did not protect and have a care for her books. I also loved the references of African culture, literature and art and Morayo’s love for Nigeria.
I am unsure of the relevance of the title of the book, however I found out that the title is the last line of a poem called ‘Donkey On’ by Mary Ruefle. I think the author could have written a full novel on this protagonist.