Summary of Ishmael Beah's A Long Way Gone

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  • FormatePub
  • ISBN978-1-6693-6432-0
  • EAN9781669364320
  • Date de parution25/03/2022
  • Protection num.Digital Watermarking
  • Taille1 Mo
  • Infos supplémentairesepub
  • ÉditeurEverest Media LLC

Résumé

Please note: This is a companion version & not the original book. Sample Book Insights: #1 The first time I was touched by war was when I was twelve years old. I left home with my brother and friend Talloi to go to the town of Mattru Jong to participate in a friends' talent show. We were introduced to rap music during one of our visits to Mobimbi, a quarter where the foreigners who worked for the same American company as my father lived. #2 I had learned how to dance to hip-hop music, and my friends and I would mimic the songs when we were alone.
One afternoon, Father came home and asked me if I could even understand what I was saying. I had learned how to dress fashionably, which would help me when I arrived in America. #3 The next day, we went to visit our friends in Mattru Jong. We learned that the rebels had attacked the mining areas in the afternoon, causing people to flee in different directions. fathers came running from their workplaces, only to stand in front of their empty houses. #4 I was anxiously waiting to see if I would see my family, but there was no news of them.
I couldn't believe that the war had actually reached our home. It was impossible.