At first glance, nothing new under the sun of exile, and under the playground of his children. At first glance, a father leaves his African land, thinking he will not last long in this deceptive Eldorado which, ultimately, will become his France. Nothing new, I tell you.
But to look at it, to read it more closely, Ajar-Paris, (1st novel at Plon) recounts a one-on-one that almost never took place. Between a Senegalese-Mauritanian father, modest, who has no words and his daughter Fanta, a Parisian who only has eyes for Harry Potter, Beyoncé and tourism in Italy. Except that. The mourning of a beloved grandmother, a trip to the land of the ancestors, a paternal testimony that becomes 200 pages of family story, and now Fanta Drame restores order in the shelves of his life and in words: where we learn that for Fanta, dad is an emigrant, and not an immigrant.
The musical choices of Fanta Dramé
Lauryn Hill Ex-Factor
Beyonce cozy
Youssou N’dour Li my weesu