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- Herausgeber: Recrealibros
- Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
- Sprache: Englisch
This great novel by Elena Poniatowska tells us about the transition from childhood to adulthood of Lilus Kikus, a girl who never stops asking questions and looking for answers in everything around her. A novel that has not lost its validity on the place that a girl occupies in our society and the struggles that she must face on a daily basis, without losing her enthusiasm and the joy of living. Recrea Libros reissues from Chile this magnificent story that will captivate boys and girls for its adventures, and adults, for the wise childish gaze of society.
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Author: Elena Poniatowska Illustrator: Fernanda Piderit Editorial Recrea Libros Managing editor: Alejandra Stevenson Valdés Translation: Ana Stevenson Layout and Graphics: Paula Rojas Zúñiga Editorial Assistant: Verónica Arce www.recrealibros.cl Facebook: Recrea Libros Instagram: editorialrecrea Twitter: EdRecreaLibros Youtube: Recrea Libros Registration: 2020-A-2265 ISBN print spanish: 978-956-9847-51-6 ISBN digital spanish: 978-956-9847-55-4 ISBN digital english: 978-956-6163-42-8 First edition, May 2020 Av. Francisco Bilbao 2888 Providencia -Santiago de Chile. Telephones: 56224746486 -56224747006 All rights reserved for all countries. Total or partial reproduction prohibited Original Title: Lilus Kikus, 1954 Digital Editor: ArmandAthos Printed in China
Lilus’ games
“Lilus Kikus... Lilus Kikus... Lilus Kikus I’m calling you!”
But Lilus Kikus, seated on the sidewalk is too absorbed doing surgery on a fly to hear her mother’s call. Lilus never plays in her bedroom, a room spoiled by tidiness. Better to play on the street corner, under the tiny tree growing at the edge of the sidewalk. From there she can see cars and people go by, as if they are out to save the world…
Lilus believes in witches and, in her britches, she sews fine herbs, grasses, and rosemary, plus a hair off Napoleon’s head, the ones you can buy for ten pesos at school. And a tooth, the first one she lost. All this she puts in a little pouch that hangs over her navel. Later the girls at school will wonder about the cause of that bump.
In a little box Lilus also keeps the black ribbon off a dead person, two hard grey pieces of nails from her father’s feet, a three-leaf clover and dust from the feet of the Christ at the Our Lady of Mercy church.
Since going to her uncle’s farm, Lilus has discovered her own toys. She has a nest there and spends hours and hours staring at it, looking at the fragile little eggs and the sticks and twigs that shape the nest. With great interest she closely follows the little bird’s every move: “Now he sleeps, in a bit I’ll bring it some food”… She has a centipede that she keeps in a sock and some enormous flies on which she performs appendectomies. At the farm there are ants, very fat ants. Lilus gives them cough syrup and puts their broken legs in casts. One day she goes to the town’s pharmacy to buy a syringe with a very fine needle that she urgently needs for Miss Lemon, a green lime with horrible stomach pains that Lilus treats with black coffee injections and wrapping her in one of her mother’s scarves. In the afternoon she sees other patients: Ms. Orange, Eva the Apple, Grapefruit the widow, and Mr. Banana who, stressed by life, developed gout, and being less resistant than the other patients, would soon see his own demise.
Lilus does not have dolls. Maybe her physique explains why. She is thin and takes big steps because her legs —long and distanced from one another —are jumpy, they cramp1and then she trips. When she falls, Lilus causes the invariable death of her dolls. She can only remember a blond doll she named Blondie Punch who died the day after she arrived, when Lilus Kikus’ legs got tangled and she tripped.
1 Cramp: Numbing of legs.
The concert
One day, Lilus’ mom decided to take her to a concert at the Fine Arts Palace. That bodocudo1 (well—loved) building, white, with a touch of gold, and somewhat sunken.
Lilus has three vinyl records that she plays constantly. As she is a bit dramatic, she cries and laughs with the music. And even during the Passion according to Saint Mathew she gesticulates, smiles, and pulls at her hair… She unbraids it, lays on the bed and fans herself with a piece of cardboard, while she smokes her father’s oriental pipe.
Lilus likes the readings, and one day finds this paragraph: “Nothing better expresses human feelings, passion, anger, sweetness, naivety, and sadness than music. In it you find the conflict you have in your own heart. It’s like a crash between desires and needs: the desire for purity and the need to know” So, when her mom said she would take her to a concert, Lilus put on her explorer face and off they went…
A poor little man was sleeping during the concert, and this poor little man was breathing loudly. He slept sadly, his head leaning to the side, uneasy for having fallen asleep.
When the violin stopped, he would raise his head a bit, his dozing interrupted; but as soon as the violin played, the head would again fall towards the shoulder. The snores covering the violin’s pianissimo.
