Name: A Small Place
ISBN: 9780374527075

Jamaica Kincaid

The author of such books as At the Bottom of the River and My Brother returns to Antigua, the ten-by-twelve mile Caribbean island where she grew up, to explore the effects of colonialism. Reprint.

A Small Place

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That the native does not like the tourist is not hard to explain. For every native of every place is a potential tourist, and every tourist is a native of somewhere. Every native everywhere lives a life of overwhelming and crushing banality and boredom and desperation and depression, and every deed, good and bad, is an attempt to forget this. Every native would like to find a way out, every native would like a rest, every native would like a tour. But some natives - most natives in the world - cannot go anywhere. They are too poor. They are too poor to go anywhere. They are too poor to escape the reality of their lives; and they are too poor to live properly in the place where they live, which is the very place you, the tourist, want to go - so when the natives see you, the tourist, they envy you, they envy your ability to leave your own banality and boredom they envy your ability to turn their own banality and boredom into a source of pleasure for yourself.

But one day, when you are sitting somewhere, alone in that crowd, and that awful feeling of displacedness comes over you, and really, as an ordinary person you are not well equipped to look too far inward and set yourself aright, because being ordinary is already so taxing, and being ordinary takes all you have out of you, and though the words 'I must get away' do not actually pass across your lips, you make a leap from being that nice blob just sitting like a boob in your amniotic sac of the modern experience to being a person visiting heaps of death and ruin and feeling alive and inspired at the sight of it; to being a person lying on some faraway beach, your stilled body stinking and glistening in the sand, looking like something first forgotten, then remembered, then not important enough to go back tor; to being a person marvelling at the harmony (ordinarily, what you would say is the backwardness) and the union these other people (and they are other people) have with nature.

THE THING YOU have always suspected about yourself the minute you become a tourist is true:

IF YOU GO to Antigua as a tourist, this is what you will see. If you come by aeroplane, you will land at the V. C. Bird International Airport. Vere Cornwall

(V. C.) Bird is the Prime Minister of Antigua. You may be the sort of tourist who would wonder why a Prime Minister would want an airport named after him - why not a school, why not a hospital, why not some great public monument? You are a tourist and you have not yet seen a school in Antigua, you have not yet seen the hospital in Antigua, you have not yet seen a public monument in Antigua. As your Plane descends to land, you might say, What a beautiful island Antigua is - more beautiful than any of the other islands you have seen, and they were very beautiful, in their way, but they were much too green, much too lush with vegetation, which indicated to you, the tourist, that they got quite a bit of rainfall, and rain is the very thing that you, just now, do not want, for you are thinking of the hard and cold and dark and long days you spent working in North America (or, worse, Europe), earning some money so that you could stay in this place (Antigua) where the sun always shines and where the climate is deliciously hot and dry for the four to ten days you are going to be staying there; and since you are on your holiday, since you are a tourist, the thought of what it might be like for someone who had to live day in, day out in a place that suffers constantly from drought, and so has to watch carefully every drop of fresh water used (while at the same time surrounded by a sea and an ocean - the Caribbean Sea on one side, the Atlantic Ocean on the other), must never cross your mind.

A brilliant look at colonialism and its effects in Antigua--by the author of Annie John "If you go to Antigua as a tourist, this is what you will see. If you come by aeroplane, you will land at the V. C. Bird International Airport. Vere Cornwall (V. C.) Bird is the Prime Minister of Antigua. You may be the sort of tourist who would wonder why a Prime Minister would want an airport named after him--why not a school, why not a hospital, why not some great public monument. You are a tourist and you have not yet seen . . ." So begins Jamaica Kincaid's expansive essay, which shows us what we have not yet seen of the ten-by-twelve-mile island in the British West Indies where she grew up. Lyrical, sardonic, and forthright by turns, in a Swiftian mode, A Small Place cannot help but amplify our vision of one small place and all that it signifies.

 postofficegirl recommended anything by Jamaica Kincaid and I see why, her writing is impactful in a straightforward no-holds-barred way. Kincaid introduces us to Antigua, where she’s from and how the island has been shaped by individuals, oppressive, corrupt, innocent. Can’t wait to read more from her.

Xiang

A short and succinct critique on mass tourism on the small island of Antigua. Learnt a lot about the colonial history of Antigua. 

“A tourist is an ugly human being”

A short and succinct critique on mass tourism on the small island of Antigua. Learnt a lot about the colonial history of Antigua. 

obsessed with the way kincaid writes, quickly becoming one of my fave authors

Esther Lumanauw

An absolute must-read. Short but informative book that truly captures your attention!!

Shona Tiger

A very quick read, and my first Kincaid.

This was so clever, so charming. I found myself laughing a lot, and also feeling quite a bit of despair at the post-colonial commonalities between what Kincaid described, and my own miserable country. Sigh.

Still, all the very sharp criticism of colonial types more than made up for the sadness; I thoroughly enjoyed that.

Emir Andrés Ibañez

En este ensayo, la autora nos habla sobre la historia de Antigua y Barbuda. Como si se tratara de un guía turístico, nos lleva por diferentes sitios, nos cuenta historias, y nos da su opinión con respecto a la historia de la isla, el turismo, la corrupción política, el racismo, y muchos temas más.

Es un texto interesante a la vez que fuerte, directo, sin florituras, cargado de bronca, que te dice las cosas sin rodeos. Y está bueno eso. Porque a veces uno necesita un par de cachetadas que te hagan espabilar.

Decir más seria destriparlo. Apuntenlo, que se lo leen en un día.

Antigua--a ten-by-twelve-mile island in the British West Indies and the author's birthplace--is the setting of a lyrical, sardonic, and forthright essay that offers an insider's eye-opening view of the lives and ways of her people

Tanja Hoffmann

Sabrina D. 

Necessary book. Please read it. If you’re offended by this book, you are a part of the problem.

A Small Place

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