Thursday, March 5, 2015

"I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings" by Maya Angelou; A Book Review

The following is a book review of "I know Why the Caged Bird Sings," by Maya Angelou.  I would like my reviews to entice you to read this book yourself, but I am a firm believer in not revealing any spoilers; including the ending and crucial plot developments.  Therefore, while these posts may seem to be ambiguous, they are an accurate recount of the story.

Angelou, Maya. I Know Why the Caged
Bird Sings
. New York: Ballantine, 2009. Print.




Marguerite Angelou is a young black girl growing up with her brother, Bailey Jr., in Stamps, Arkansas.  Her grandmother, whom they refer to as “Momma”, mostly guides her life lessons. Momma also cares for their lame Uncle Willie, a man who was proud and sensitive. “[H]e couldn’t pretend that he wasn’t crippled, nor could he deceive himself that people were not repelled by his defect” (11).
As a small dysfunctional family, they manage through the difficulties of a wartime era.  Marguerite, referred to as “Maya” by her brother, learns her place quickly in society.  She does as she’s told and tries to make sense of her world, but sometimes logic and the way things are do not run hand-in-hand, as they she thinks they should. 
Overtime, Maya faces through struggles of religion, love, racism, education, sex, survival at its basic level, and motherhood.  Her readers are able to follow along as she manages to find herself amidst the difficulties society placed upon young, black women. Her revelations are summarized in beautiful anecdotes with conclusions such as; “Without willing it, I had gone from being ignorant of being ignorant to being aware of being aware.  And the worst part of my awareness was that I didn’t know what I was aware of” (271).
Anyone who has ever felt that they were a product of circumstance and has still managed to rise above can relate to this book.  Angelou leaves no room for guesswork as to why she feels she has been unwillingly kept in a dungy cage her whole life and yet finds a way, in the end, to sing amidst her social captivity.
-Mim

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