"On February 20, 1984, my mother checked into Hillbrow Hospital for
a scheduled C-section delivery. Estranged from her family, pregnant by a man
she could not be seen with in public, she was alone. The doctors took her up to
the delivery room, cut open her belly, and reached in and pulled out a
half-white, half-black child who violated any number of laws, statutes, and
regulations—I was born a crime."
It’s very rare that I find myself crying
with the inability to identify the cause. Are the tears from laughter or
sadness? Well, while reading Trevor Noah's memoir, Born a Crime: Stories from a South African Childhood, the source of
my tears proved quite difficult to differentiate.
Born a Crime is a book that is equally as
painful as it is funny. It’s an enlightening and eye-opening tale that carefully
narrates the complex nature of merely existing as a mixed race child in the
final days of apartheid – a time where the offspring of a black African woman
and white Swiss father was declared illegal by the South African government.
Growing up, Trevor’s mother, Patricia, was
rarely fazed by apartheid, a racist system of laws that’s immaculate in its
very own unique way. Headstrong since childhood, she always marched to the beat
of her own drum, defying the expectations that her family – and society as a
whole, imposed on her being. As a reader, it’s evident to see that Patricia
passed on this extemporaneous quality to her son Trevor, as he often times throughout
the novel finds himself in unique situations due to his own impetus.
Retold against the backdrop of Soweto, Born a Crime divulges many heart
wrenching tales of the rampant poverty that Noah and his mother fell victim to
– as did many black South Africans in the apartheid-era. In the toughest of
times, the mother-son duo found themselves in many dismal situations, such as having
to eat marogo (wild spinach) cooked with mopane worms (caterpillars) to survive,
and jumping out of moving cars to avoid being kidnapped and murdered.
However, the most morose piece in the novel
is the retelling of Patricia Noah’s relationship with her then-boyfriend Abel Shingange
– an abusive drunk whose very presence threatens to drive a wedge between the
Noah household. Throughout the later chapters, readers follow along as Trevor
routinely attempts to reckon with how his mother, someone who he has always
regarded as resilient, allowed herself to fall victim to someone who abuses
her on the regular basis, and in the end, attempts to take her life.
Though such tales are indeed bleak, the
beauty of this memoir lies in Noah’s ability to prudently weave in an equal
amount of lighthearted stories, such as instances of him hilariously debating
his mother on religion, trying his hand at being a bootlegger and the all too
common unlucky tales of dating woes in high school.
This poignant and enthralling story provides
an earnest look into the all of the unique experiences that made Trevor Noah
into the man we know and love. He has an innate ability to stimulatingly
narrate his life story like only he can, leaving a considerable impact on
readers like myself who have a keen interest in discovering the human side to
our favorite celebrities and the makings that turn them into the extraordinary figures
that are lauded today.
Happy reading!