The story of the Tungaraza family continues that was begun in Baking Cakes in Kilgali. This one focuses on ten-year-old Benedict and his world. He supports his mama's (actually grandmother's) cake business with his ideas and care. Because I learned to love this family, I was excited to read more of their story and their goodness. I was not disappointed.
This sweet boy, Benedict, reminded me often of our grandson Henry! Often thoughtful and quiet, often introspective, and a deep thinker, there were definite similarities. Benedict's constant desire to do good and be good for his beloved mama and baba was tender to read about. His struggles to understand the world and people around him captured the spirit of an inquiring, youthful mind. It was sometimes painful to understand some of the atrocities happening around him, but because of his tremendous family support, he was able to withstand and not internalize the evil around him. Such goodness was beautiful to read about.
I always love reading and learning about Africa as well. The different dialects and ethnic groups are confusing in this book, but weren't necessary to understand the story. I just let them pass over me and not worry about the details. I'm saving it for Sierra, to see if she is interested in this sequel. I haven't heard how she likes CAKES yet...
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