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A mesmerizing, indelible coming-of-age story about a girl in Boston's tightly-knit Ethiopian community who falls under the spell of a charismatic hustler out to change the world A haunting story of fatherhood, national identity, and what it means to be an immigrant in America today, Nafkote Tamirat's The Parking Lot Attendant explores how who we love, the choices we make, and the places we're from combine to make us who we are. The story begins on an undisclosed island where the unnamed narrator and her father are the two newest and least liked members of a commune that has taken up residence there. Though the commune was built on utopian principles, it quickly becomes clear that life here is not as harmonious as the founders intended. After immersing us in life on the island, our young heroine takes us back to Boston to recount the events that brought her here. Though she and her father belong to a wide Ethiopian network in the city, they mostly keep to themselves, which is how her father prefers it. This detached existence only makes Ayale's arrival on the scene more intoxicating. The unofficial king of Boston's Ethiopian community, Ayale is a born hustler--when he turns his attention to the narrator, she feels seen for the first time. Ostensibly a parking lot attendant, Ayale soon proves to have other projects in the works, which the narrator becomes more and more entangled in to her father's growing dismay. By the time the scope of Ayale's schemes--and their repercussions--become apparent, our narrator has unwittingly become complicit in something much bigger and darker than she ever imagined.… (more)
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The story starts out on an unnamed island with an unnamed narrator and her father, as they join a
...I didn't even believe in God. But did my believing in something render it true? Doesn't the truth remain the truth, regardless of what I think?
My mother used to say that God stopped sending plagues because He realized it would be faster to wait until we destroyed ourselves.
...and so I stopped speaking, because I didn't have anything else. I wasn't angry, and neither was he; we were awash in quite. We swam easily through our uncommunicativeness and met on the other side with closed-mouth smiles and dry kisses goodnight.
8/10
S: 1/17/18 - 1/28/18 (12 Days)
What I got from the book is a bit of a meditation on the difficulty of straddling two worlds, as the child of immigrants; how easy it can be to get caught between worlds, and how easy it could be to be attracted to danger, and maybe to terrorism, if it somehow represented your culture and an opportunity to develop an authentic self. I am recommending this book and looking forward to other discussion/interpretations.
The book was nearly a 4 star, but the last quarter of the book went too far in the wrong direction for me. Barring that creative decision, the writing was superb, the character development was great and the narrator/main character just made sense. The
Recommended - if for nothing else so that you can say you knew Tamirat before fame found her.
The unnamed narrator is a female high school student in Boston, and an Ethiopian immigrant. She lives with her father, her mother's whereabouts being unknown (but last seen in the US). The narrator is a good student, a bit of a
She and her father both keep to themselves. Her best friend is Ayale, a middle-aged parking lot attendant and fellow Ethiopian immigrant. He is successful, cheats a bit with the max number of cars, and hires other Ethiopian immigrants. This relationship sounds disturbing, but Ayale treats her more as a niece or younger cousin than anything else. She hangs out, does homework, and makes deliveries for him.
And she is nervous about those deliveries--what are they? She is paid too much for his story of an Ethiopian delivery service with mail coming to the lot. She is told time and time again it's not drugs, don't worry, but her nerves and the writing give the entire book a foreboding atmosphere. Her father does not much like Ayale--and then her father begins spending weekends away and won't say why or where.
So where does this lead us (and her)? What is she really mixed up in--anything? Is the Ethiopian immigrant community as close as it seems? What is her father doing?
And the ending did surprise me--which doesn't happen often!
The novel opens with a father and daughter arriving on a utopian island, where a commune has taken refuge but it is clearly not a place of
The book was well written and keeps you involved until the last page.
Just because you don't really understand a story, does that mean it's not good? Because there's a lot I didn't understand about this tale.
Told from the perspective of a teenage girl who has been abandoned by her mother, raised by a father unknown to her for the early years of her life,
When the narrator's father comes into her life, he takes her from her mother, moves her to a strange city, and proceeds to barely be present as she grows into a teenager. Somehow she runs into a parking lot attendant who is of Ethiopian heritage, same as her, and they form an odd friendship. The attendant, Ayale, is described as no older than 50, no younger than 35, certainly a grown man who wants to hang out and speak on the phone frequently with a young teenage girl. Somehow her father doesn't think this is strange, and neither does the narrator.
Soon, Ayale asks the narrator to start making shady deliveries for him, offering to pay her a very nice amount for each delivery.
When the deaths of other local Ethiopians begin occurring more frequently, Ayale, the girl and her father begin to take notice and wonder of their own safety.
Then, all of a sudden, the narrator and her father are exiled, living as indentured servants (?) on an unnamed island with their deaths looming, as foreshadowed at the beginning of the book.
I really didn't understand where these people fled to, why they were servants after they fled, why they were being hunted, etc. Didn't feel great about the end of the book, wish there would have been further explanation, or that this would have been much shorter and not a full novel that I invested too much time in to end up with no resolution. I won this copy via LibraryThing.
We travel back several years to Boston to watch the duo’s story unfold, and to try to figure out why fleeing to a commune was necessary. This richly layered tale provides us with many candidates including family drama, the difficulty of being an immigrant, coming of age, murder, and a mystery surrounding a larger than life parking lot attendant named Ayale, who seems to be either a con man or a god.
I finished this book over the course of a day - it was hard to put down. The middle third drags a bit, but the ending more than makes it worth the wait. I would heartily recommend this novel to people who enjoy literary psychological thrillers and to those who enjoy reading about the immigrant experience.
Quotes: "It was snowing on this April day, with Boston's usual genius for weather patterns designed to cause the greatest amount of human anguish."
"I've never understood how much money one must accrue in order to be certain that one no longer needs any more."
"We did not know if he was losing time, making time, gaining time, ignoring time, forgetting time, fearing time, keeping a sharp lookout on tine."
"Ethiopian insistence on infinite misery requires that the recipient of any favor, no matter how basic, be forever indebted to the giver of that favor."
"You think that not getting caught in a lie is the same thing as telling the truth?"
"I've never been the kind of person who knows anything soon enough to make a difference."
"I couldn't let go of the feeling that everything was on the brink of collapse, that I'd soon find myself smothered by the debris."
The book begins on an unnamed sub-tropical
At heart, this is a small story, of a girl figuring out her world and how she fits into it, as a second generation immigrant, as a daughter being raised by a single father, as a black girl in a school with nobody like her, as a girl growing up. The titular parking lot attendant, Ayale, is a mysterious figure and the attention he pays to the protagonist is equally inexplicable, although she is bright and interested in the world around her and he seems pleased to have someone so obviously fascinated by him without wanting any favors. The framing device of the cult living on the island is not effective, nor does it add anything to the story. Fortunately, it takes up only a few pages at each end of the novel.