It's Christmastime in Kenya in An Ex-Mas Feast, the first short story in Uwem Akpan's startling debut collection, Say You're One of Them. The narrator is Jigana, an 8-year-old boy. His 12-year-old sister is a prostitute, which makes her Jigana's most fortunate family member by a long shot. His 10-year-old sister wants to follow the older girl's example. There are also 2-year-old twins and a baby who's used as a prop for begging. The family’s most precious Christmas gift is a container of sniffable glue.
These conditions are so dire that it’s possible to misunderstand the author’s tone, at least initially. An Ex-Mas Feast is so relentless that it almost has the makings of macabre humor. Only after the patriarch has been able to steal a cache of party presents, including gift-wrapped insecticide, and trade them for dubious treasure (zebra intestines and three cups of rice) is it clear that Akpan is not striving for surreal effects. He is summoning miseries that are real.
Ever since An Ex-Mas Feast appeared in The New Yorker’s 2005 debut fiction issue, Akpan has been received as a critics’ darling. A Jesuit priest with an MFA in creative writing from the University of Michigan, he is comfortable on many kinds of terrain. He fuses a knowledge of African poverty and strife with a conspicuously literary approach to storytelling, filtering tales of horror through the wide eyes of the young. In each of the tales in Say You’re One of Them a protagonist’s childlike innocence is ultimately savaged by the facts of African life.
If Akpan reiterates this same idea, he does it in widely varying locations and formats. Two of this book’s five pieces are novella-length; the other three stories are relatively short. Geographical references include Ethiopia, Kenya, Nigeria, Rwanda and Gabon.
This last country is the supposed destination of the brother and sister in Fattening for Gabon, and it takes many pages for the children to grasp what is signaled to the reader early on. Kotchikpa and Yewa are not bound for a life of wealth and happiness in the country of the title. “Selling your child or nephew could be more difficult than selling other kids”: that is the blunt line with which “Fattening for Gabon” begins.
But their uncle, known as Fofo Kpee, cons these children with a flashy motorbike. He says it’s a sign of the life they will have when they sail from Benin to Gabon. Since the children have long been separated from their parents, who have AIDS, the motorbike looks that much more tempting. Akpan is at his bleakly surreal best when he loads the bike with five people, along with yams, pineapples, oranges, a rooster and five rolls of toilet paper for a joyride.
“My chest swelled with pride,” says Kotchikpa, “and my eyes welled up with tears, which the wind swept onto my earlobes.”
Imagery like that is far more vibrant than the mechanical ways in which these stories move toward doom. With his trajectory always a fait accompli, Akpan fares better with small, evocative details than with broad strokes. The phony new caretakers who ask Kotchikpa and Yewa to call them Mama and Papa, and who ply the kids with foods that will make them more valuable as slaves, can be little more than caricatures. Far more memorable is one of the feasts these people provide.
“A pot of pepper soup was studded with chunks of bushmeat, each held together with white string, some of the meat still carrying the pellets that had brought down the animal,” Kotchikpa observes, “which was the kind of stuff our people liked a lot.”
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