We had no Wise Men because she didn’t believe there were any wise men, but we had sheep. I cannot recall a time when I did not know that I was special. So she did the next best thing and arranged for a foundling. She was very bitter about the Virgin Mary getting there first. She had a mysterious attitude towards the begetting of children it wasn’t that she couldn’t do it, more that she didn’t want to do it. There were friends and there were enemies.Įnemies were: The Devil (in his many forms)Īnd me, at first, I had been brought in to join her in a tag match against the Rest of the World. At election time in a Labour mill town she put a picture of the Conservative candidate in the window. She wanted the Mormons to knock on the door. She hung out the largest sheets on the windiest days. She was in the white corner and that was that. My father liked to watch the wrestling, my mother liked to wrestle it didn’t matter what. You may also wish to purchase from either Amazon or Blackwell’s.Like most people I lived for a long time with my mother and father. Try checking the availability of this book at your school or local library or explore second hand bookshops and websites. Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit by Jeanette Winterson I would definitely recommend this book to anyone looking for a bit of nostalgia and catharsis. I find it incredible that after facing so much adversity at home and having to run away at 16, Winterson still fought her way to a place at Oxford where she published her first novel at 23 and is now featured in the Oxford English Department’s induction lecture.
Since this book is semi-autobiographical, it is impossible not to mention the author and how inspiring she is. This book is like a more recent version of Jane Eyre where Jane does not choose St John or Mr Rochester, but she chooses herself which is such an important lesson.
It teaches the importance of self-love whilst addressing the dilemma of needing a caring mother that is devoted to you and loves you no matter what. It is exactly the right coming of age story that is both realistic and fantastical at the same time. I was completely gripped from the moment I started reading it and there is hardly ever a book-led conversation that I am involved in where I do not talk about this book. I love the way in which Winterson uses stories and fantasy to show her main character’s struggle not just to be accepted by her mother but also to accept and love herself.
Then, as she grows older, she becomes an outsider in her own home as a result of her sexuality. The story starts at school, where her religious upbringing separates her from other people. It is a beautiful coming of age story of a girl who feels like an outsider wherever she goes.
This book became my favourite book as soon as I read it. Review by Sahar (English Language and Literature)
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