“With all this snow, with the sun not there, with the cold and dreariness, this place doesn't look like my America, doesn't even look real. It's like we are in a terrible story, like we're in the crazy parts of the Bible, there where God is busy punishing people for their sins and is making them miserable with all the weather. The sky, for example, has stayed white all this time I have been here, which tells you that something is not right. Even the stones know that a sky is supposed to be blue, like our sky back home, which is blue, so blue you can spray Clorox on it and wipe it with a paper towel and it wouldn't even come off.” SkyWinterWeatherMidwestZimbabweImmigrant Experience Book:We Need New Names Source: We Need New Names
“When things fall apart, the children of the land scurry and scatter like birds escaping a burning sky....They will never be the same again because you cannot be the same once you leave behind who and what you are, you just cannot be the same....Look at them leaving in droves, despite knowing they will be welcomed with restraint in those strange lands because they do not belong” LooksChildrenFallBehindsKnowingSkyLandStrangeBirdLeavingDespiteBurningRestraintFalling ApartEscaping Author:NoViolet Bulawayo
“When things fall apart, the children of the land scurry and scatter like birds escaping a burning sky.” ChildrenFallSkyLandBirdBurningFalling ApartEscaping Author:NoViolet Bulawayo
