Toundi Ondoua, the agricultural African protagonist of Houseboy, encounters a global of prisms that forged appealing yet unobtainable glimmers, specifically for a black early life in colonial Cameroon. Houseboy, written within the type of Toundi's fascinating diary and translated from the unique French, discloses his awe of the white global and an internet of unpredictable studies. Early on, he escapes his father's offended blows by means of looking asylum along with his benefactor, the neighborhood eu priest who meets an premature dying. Toundi then turns into "the leader European's 'boy'--the puppy of the King." Toundi's try and satisfy a dream of development and development opens his eyes to troubling realities. progressively, preconceptions of the Europeans come crashing down on him as he struggles along with his identification, his position in society, and the altering culture.
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