since i planned on attending sandra cisneros' talk at csub, i figured i should read more than just one book so i picked up her second novel "caramelo" (and for a dollar!). though i did not finish it before her talk, it helped me understand her talk and life a little more.
to be perfectly honest, i didn't like "caramelo" at first. i kept thinking to myself, this is no "house on mango street" but i realized it shouldn't be. that is always the challenge with the sophomore novel (and also the sophomore album for bands). i once read an article about the yeah yeah yeah's sophomore album in rolling stone, which discussed the challenge of the sophomore album, especially when the first is a huge success. the audience wants the band to replicate their first work but then it can't sound completely the same or they will be upset by that as well. i think it's the same with books, the sophomore novel needs to replicate the first but not be the same. and to me it felt that cisneros at first was trying to replicate "the house on mango street" but then it transform into something completely different but still very cisneros.
i always think of "house on mango street" as a collection of poems however i would describe "caramelo" as an epic. this is cisneros' "one hundred years of solitude" (which i was reminded of as i read, in addition to being one of my favorite books of all time). "caramelo" is the tale of three generations of the reyes family, grounded in cisneros' actual family history with a hint of mythical magic like garcia marquez' work. as i discovered at her talk, cisneros' life served as the basis for this novel, she grew up in chicago, the youngest of seven brothers and her father was a upholsterer, just like celaya in the novel. but like her wig analogy, the novel is real life stories mixed in with fiction so it is non-fictional fiction or fictional non-fiction.
i guess it is the historian in me but i love sagas. i always have. i hate to admit this but as a tween (though this term was not invented back then) my favorite sweet valley high books were the sagas because i loved discovering the family histories. i loved seeing the sequence of events that caused life to follow a certain path; how moment a lead to moment b which explains how c ever came into occurrence. and this is what i loved about "caramelo", reading how the stars aligned to form the life that celaya led. for me, "carmaelo" did not become an interesting read until we traveled back into time to learn her families' history so we could understand celaya as a person. and that was the lesson of the novel, to understand oneself the best and who one is, s/he need to understand her/his ancestors.
cisneros' emphasis on the importance of knowing the past is not limited to personal histories but extended to capital h-history. my favorite part of the book was the historical tidbits that cisneros included. her characters randomly interacted with important cultural figures. thanks to her i learned about josephine baker*, maria sabina , senor wences, tongolele, and cri cri. i also learned that some famous hollywood starlets were mexican (see: rita hayworth). another fact that surprised me was the story of emperor maximiliano and empress carlota, i didn't know that they were puppet monarchs nor did i know that bette davis played her in the movie. i also finally discovered the title of the song "cielito lindo". as i read the lyrics to "cielito lindo", i oddly knew the melody from years of hearing it growing up though i never knew it was called "cielito lindo". the tidbits were great because aside from being an entertaining novel, it was also educational.
the novel was also filled with cultural observations. for example, how taquerias smell like pine-sol. or introducing the updated version of the aged old question, which came first real life or the telenovla? there were also sad and harsh observations like how chicanos treat mexicans who claim their spanish roots. another sad observation is how the INS treats veterans like illegal immigrants especially when those individuals gained their citizenships by serving in a war. and lastly how mexican mothers can be overbearing and strict but that is really because they are lonely. there was a handful of times i had ah-ha moments because cisneros shed light on mexican and mexican-american cultures or explanation to certain stereotypes.
in addition to sharing truths, "caramelo" was filled with cisneros' poetic flair, which i have come to love. my favorite were:
"a person of independence, who does not need nor want us, inspires our admiration, and admiration is love portion. a person who needs us too much, who is weak with neediness, inspires pity. and pity, the other side of admiration, is antidote to love."
" a dream is a poem the body writes. even if we lie to ourselves in the day, the body is compelled to speak its truth at night."
"for a long time after, i'd just burst into tears, if anyone even touched me. [ . . .] anybody touched me, by accident or on purpose, i cried. i was like a piece of bread sopped with gravy. so when something squeezed me, i started to cry and couldn't stop. have you ever been that sad? like a donut dunked in coffee? like a book left in the rain."
lastly, two of my favorite images included food; feet as tamales and mentions of clean towels that fresh tortillas are kept in. both of which all made me extremely hungry every time i read about them. also does anyone know where i can get a tamal sandwich?!?!?!
imagery aside, the most important aspect of "caramelo" is that it shares an experience that is not always told. during my last year at ucla, i took a seminar about the american immigrant experience and we read autobiographies. the class focused on autobiographies not only as a counter to the dominant history (or white male american history) but stories that need to be integrated into the dominant history so that it can be complete. america is not america without the immigrant experience. furthermore, since so much land of present america was once a part of mexico and with mexicans going back and forth across the border; the american experience would be incomplete without the mexican/mexican-american experience being told. and though things can be labelled as a specific racial, cultural or religious experience, at the heart of it all, it is simply a human experience. this is true of "caramelo", it can not be reduce to just mexican lit, chicano it or womens lit because it holds a valuable lesson for everyone regardless of how one labels oneself. that lesson being the importance of everyone knowing their family history and roots. though "caramelo" was filled with a very specific cultural experience, it still possessed universal truths.
like cisneros i will add una pilón.
i loved this part because it reminded me of my grandmother, not so much because we have had the same conversation. but because my grandma bea, like ceyala's little grandmother, keeps it real.
when discussing her running away with ernesto, ceyala explained:
"-but i saw god when we made love."
to which the little grandmother responded:
"-of course you did. you think that's a miracle? smell a flower and you'll see god too. god's everywhere. and yes, he's in the act of love too. and so? that boy's not the only one who can love you like that. there'll be others, there ought to others, you
must have others."
*josephine baker is amazing. i googled her and read her
wikipedia entry (click and read it!). and she is simply amazing. she started off dancing on the streets then became this international sensation. then became an international spy during world war II!!!! and was the first angelina jolie and adopted 12 children from different racial/national background. amazing right?!?!?
