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Tenderfoot
Tenderfoot
Tenderfoot
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Tenderfoot

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A Tenderfoot is a novice, someone unaccustomed to hardship. Here, he is a white boy growing up in 1960s Ethiopia, a place he loves even as he learns his own privilege and foreignness. Later he hears rumours of a famine in the mountains and imagines a boy his own age living through it, surviving on angry couplets. Years after, he sees this famine-boy grown up and questions him. A sequel to Ethiopia Boy, Beckett's celebrated first Carcanet collection, Tenderfoot teems with praise-shouts for Asfaw the cook, for the boys living as minibus conductors or chewing-gum sellers, even for Tenderfoot's own stomach that hangs 'like a leopard in a thorn acacia tree'. Featuring storms and droughts, hunger and desire, donkeys who quote Samuel Johnson and a red bicycle that invites you on a poem tour of Addis Ababa, Tenderfoot takes in what is happening around but also inside the boy's mind and body - a human transformation.
LanguageEnglish
Release dateDec 21, 2020
ISBN9781784109721
Tenderfoot
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Chris Beckett

Chris Beckett is a former social worker and now university lecturer who lives in Cambridge. In 2009 he won the Edge Hill Short Story competition for his collection of stories, The Turing Test.

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    Tenderfoot - Chris Beckett

    CHRIS BECKETT

    Tenderfoot

    CONTENTS

    Title Page

    Dedication

    Epigraph

    Inglizawi negn!

    here comes a donkey loaded with beans

    Sweetheart

    Good bread

    Asfaw’s hunger

    Ras Gugsa’s kindness

    The table

    Pleasures of the feast

    Elegy for a thunderstorm

    When the backyard was a boy

    When I was ten, I started watching men

    The fig wasp

    Bananas

    In Gheralta

    Becoming big

    Praise shout for a stomach

    Malnourished

    I shave my soft hair

    Qulul

    To a tin shack behind the Lion’s Den Hotel

    Hungry, we

    Small angry famine

    here comes a donkey loaded with figs

    Outside the gates    with Abebe

    here comes a donkey loaded with troubles

    Tagesse’s hunger poems

    here comes a donkey loaded with hope

    Lib

    To the teeming bookshops of Addis Ababa

    The red bicycle

    Three bushti go to the Mercato

    Uncle! take me to a better place

    The shop on my chest

    To a weyala/minibus conductor

    For the serval cats

    Never a bad word about hyenas!

    The young men say

    When berberé attacks

    Three pickpockets

    Truth dog

    Abel migrating

    The day they murdered Assefa Maru

    In the Lion Gardens

    Chicken is the safest thing

    Prayer to a saint of two religions

    A song: Yehageré sheta

    About the cows at Lake Langano

    Amharic Glossary

    Notes

    Acknowledgements

    About the Author

    Also by Chris Beckett, from Carcanet

    Copyright

    for Isao

    Tenderfoot: a newcomer or novice, especially a person

    unaccustomed to hardship (OED)

    For now I ask no more than the justice of eating!

    Pablo Neruda, The Great Tablecloth

    I have already enjoyed too much, give me something to desire.

    Samuel Johnson, The History of Rasselas, Prince of Abissinia

    INGLIZAWI NEGN!

    Sometimes he stands on the balcony in his blue pyjamas

    and sees it through the eucalyptus trees

    slips out when day is lapping at the dark

    and stands there looking over garden gates and walls

    over tin roofs clicking in their shadows

    down a track that wanders into the evening

    out towards the faintly green distance of hills

    already stirring with bats and the idea of pumas

    he can hear bells and bits of conversation   someone far away

    banging a nail   knows himself to be small and foreign

    standing on the balcony of a big quiet house

    that holds him up   holding him like a hand under his feet

    but never feels unwelcome in the semi-dark

    if someone hails him from the track he will call back Selam!

    if someone asks   where are you from, little boy?

    he will answer proudly   Inglizawi negn!

    he does not really know right now where English is or what

    but is not troubled by the things he does not understand

    while his eyes follow silhouettes of long-tailed birds

    and he feels this moment stretch almost forever

    አሀያ መጣች ፥ ተጭና ባቄላ

    aheya met’ach, tech’na baq’ela

    here comes a donkey

    loaded with beans

    SWEETHEART

    Yemisrach puts an

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