Mariam was five years old the first time she heard the word harami. It happened on a Thursday. It must have, because Mariam remembered that she had been restless and preoccupied that day, the way she was only on Thursdays, the day when Jalil visited her at the kolba. To pass the time until the moment that she would see him at last, crossing the knee-high grass in the clearing and waving, Mariam had climbed a chair and taken down her mother's Chinese tea set. The tea set was the sole relic that Mariam's mother, Nana, had of her own mother, who had died when Nana was two. Nana cherished each blue-and-white porcelain piece, the graceful curve of the pot's spout, the hand-painted finches and chrysanthemums, the dragon on the sugar bowl, meant to ward off evil.
It was this last piece that slipped from Mariam's fingers, that fell to the wooden floorboards of the kolba and shattered. (1)
This quote sets the book up well and shows how the main character will be treated throughout the book... a great opener to this story. it tells us that there will be struggle in Miriam's world that she lives in.
It was this last piece that slipped from Mariam's fingers, that fell to the wooden floorboards of the kolba and shattered. (1)
This quote sets the book up well and shows how the main character will be treated throughout the book... a great opener to this story. it tells us that there will be struggle in Miriam's world that she lives in.