Sunday, February 4, 2007

Las Memorias de Mamá Blanca

No he leído ningún libro con una estructura con la que tenemos en este libro. Como dijo Jon en una clase de la semana pasada, en este libro tememos una no escritora escribiendo y una autora corrigiendo. Es interesante que las memorias que leemos en este libro fueron escritas sin la intención de ser leídas por otras personas. Entonces, estamos en un mundo creado por unas memorias bastante íntimas y privadas. Por eso, la estructura del libro me provocó a leer más.
The structure made the book feel very intimate since we are reading someone’s fondest moments of life. It is interesting that the memories we read are the most important moments of Mama Blanca’s life and they are childhood experiences. I would have to say that some of my fondest memories are when I was a boy running around getting into trouble with my friends. Why is it that life as a child seems like so much fun? We were talking about this in Span 490 and it is true, to be able to return to childhood does have a lot of appeal (no responsibilities! You can do what you want when you want to and not worry too much about the repercussions.) There is also a point in childhood when we are too young to know what is acceptable and not acceptable in our specific culture or society. I think that de la Parra represented the freedom of childhood well. Overall I enjoyed reading Las Memorias de Mama Blanca, but I definitely struggled with it. It took me a long time to get through it and I felt that I would read pages and pages and still feel quite lost in what was going on. Maybe down the road when my Spanish improves, I will re-read this book, because I feel as though it has quite a lot to offer.

1 comment:

jnaslund said...

I agree with you Blake, this book was quite challenging to read, and I too found myself re-reading certain pages. The freedom associated with childhood memories often leads people reminisce and begin writing their very own memoirs, just as we mentioned in class today. This book provides a window into the ultra privileged life of a little girl on a private estate isolated from reality. There was a great deal of irony throughout the book, certainly regarding social class and racial distinction (Vicente Cochocho incident), and even more layers open to interpretation. De la Para is undoubtedly a skilled author, but I surely would not go as far as reading this novel again sometime in the distant future when my spanish has improved.