Most days I wish I was a British pound coin instead of an African girl. Everyone would be pleased to see me coming. . . A pound coin can go wherever it thinks it will be safest. It can cross deserts and oceans and leave the sound of gunfire and the bitter smell of burning thatch behind.So begins Chris Cleave's novel Little Bee.
The ideas in the book have been buzzing around in my head ever since I picked it up last week. The book jacket reveals little about the story, but it won't be a spoiler for me to say that it centers around the cataclysmic meeting of an English woman and a Nigerian girl, Little Bee. I found myself rereading whole passages—Cleave's writing was beautifully crafted. Read this, and you might find that your world has become a little smaller. To use Little Bee's words, "I knew that the hopes of this whole human world could fit inside one soul. This is a good trick. This is called globalization."






