Nubia: The Awakening
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From beloved actor and producer Omar Epps and writer Clarence A. Haynes comes the biggest epic fantasy of the year. A powerful saga of three teens, the children of refugees from a fallen African utopia, who must navigate their newfound powers in a...
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From beloved actor and producer Omar Epps and writer Clarence A. Haynes comes the biggest epic fantasy of the year. A powerful saga of three teens, the children of refugees from a fallen African utopia, who must navigate their newfound powers in a climate-ravaged New York City. Perfect for fans of Black Panther and Children of Blood and Bone.For Zuberi, Uzochi, and Lencho, Nubia is a mystery. Before they were born, a massive storm destroyed their ancestral homeland, forcing their families to flee across the ocean to New York City. Nubia, a utopic island nation off the coast of West Africa, was no more, and their parents’ sorrow was too deep for them to share much of their history beyond the folklore.
But New York, ravaged by climate change and class division, is far from a safe haven for refugees, and Nubians live as outcasts, struggling to survive in the constantly flooding lower half of Manhattan, while the rich thrive in the tech-driven sky city known as the Up High.
To many, being Nubian means you’re fated for a life plagued by difficulties and disrespect. But Zuberi, Uzochi, and Lencho are beginning to feel there might be more. Something within them is changing, giving each of them extraordinary powers. Extraordinary and terrifying powers that seem to be tied to the secrets their parents have kept from them.
And there are people Up High watching, eager to do anything they can to become even more powerful than they already are. Now Zuberi, Uzochi, and Lencho will be faced with the choice—do they use their inheritance to lift their people, or to leave them behind. The fate of their city, and their people, hangs in the balance.
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Chapter 1Zuberi
Each punch brought Zuberi a bit closer to peace.
The bag she was working was ancient, peeling in places, with lopsided stuffing that left her knuckles smarting after the beating. She was going to need to do some rehab on it soon, otherwise she d just be punching leather. Zuberi stepped back from the bag, taking a breath in the cool morning air. She rubbed absently at the silver scar on her chin, tossing her loc ed hair away from her face as she forced herself to slow her breathing.
Zuberi knew that part of mastering the fighting forms was mastering the breath. It couldn t be all punching and kicking. Ever since her father had started to train her in Nubian fighting forms, he d stressed the importance of mindfulness, of honing one s thoughts before landing each blow. Her father had drilled this philosophy into her brain ever since she was small, when it was her tiny fist connecting with his palm in their living room.
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Now Zuberi had more than outgrown training in that living room, mostly because it doubled as her bedroom. So she d gotten creative, something she d never had a problem with. Sometimes she d train in an empty warehouse; other times she d train in the scraggly Hudson scrapyards with their open access to the river. At school, there was the gym, which she used on occasion. But she preferred places in nature, one of the reasons she made the trek so early to Minerva Park. Nature, with its serenity and stillness, made it easier for her to find an organic connection between the human body and the outer world, an intention deeply embedded in the Nubian forms. Given that the city was mostly devoid of nature, though, she had to rely on the small offerings of trees and shrubs found in Minerva. There, Zuberi had her special hidden places where she could practice, like her little patch off to the side of the abandoned playground where there was a sturdy-enough tree to hang the trusty punching bag she d bought cheap from one of her neighbors.
She had to admit it felt good to get out of the Swamp, as much as she loved her hood. The Nubian Quarter wasn t an actual swamp, of course, but that was what everyone had called it for as long as Zuberi could remember. She d asked her father once why the quarter had been blessed with such a nickname, and he d just shaken his head. He knew that when Zuberi asked a question no matter how innocent it seemed she usually had about five others in reserve.
The Swamp was where most Nubian refugees lived, a last resort after they d fled their homeland and arrived in New York back in the early-2080s. Nubians couldn t find even the most menial jobs and were shut out of the renters market by landlords, so they had no choice but to lease cheap plots of land held by the government in the city s abandoned financial district, which had since moved Up High. They d been expected to fail, or so Zuberi s father told her. It had been through sheer Nubian will and a sense of community that they d managed to build and maintain their homes there, humble as they might be.
Nubian will was behind most of the things Nubians had. Zuberi had seen it all her life. Her own father s determination to pass down the fighting forms was a testament to that, too, how he made sure she not only learned them all but could enact each of them in her sleep.
She turned back to the bag, shifting her weight as she landed more blows before switching to high kicks. She crouched low, her legs shaking from the exertion. She must ve already been out in the park for at least an hour, and she was feeling it everywhere. Didn t matter. Pain was part of the process, and she welcomed it with open arms. Punching and kicking and maneuvering around the bag every day helped Zuberi deal
Now Zuberi had more than outgrown training in that living room, mostly because it doubled as her bedroom. So she d gotten creative, something she d never had a problem with. Sometimes she d train in an empty warehouse; other times she d train in the scraggly Hudson scrapyards with their open access to the river. At school, there was the gym, which she used on occasion. But she preferred places in nature, one of the reasons she made the trek so early to Minerva Park. Nature, with its serenity and stillness, made it easier for her to find an organic connection between the human body and the outer world, an intention deeply embedded in the Nubian forms. Given that the city was mostly devoid of nature, though, she had to rely on the small offerings of trees and shrubs found in Minerva. There, Zuberi had her special hidden places where she could practice, like her little patch off to the side of the abandoned playground where there was a sturdy-enough tree to hang the trusty punching bag she d bought cheap from one of her neighbors.
She had to admit it felt good to get out of the Swamp, as much as she loved her hood. The Nubian Quarter wasn t an actual swamp, of course, but that was what everyone had called it for as long as Zuberi could remember. She d asked her father once why the quarter had been blessed with such a nickname, and he d just shaken his head. He knew that when Zuberi asked a question no matter how innocent it seemed she usually had about five others in reserve.
The Swamp was where most Nubian refugees lived, a last resort after they d fled their homeland and arrived in New York back in the early-2080s. Nubians couldn t find even the most menial jobs and were shut out of the renters market by landlords, so they had no choice but to lease cheap plots of land held by the government in the city s abandoned financial district, which had since moved Up High. They d been expected to fail, or so Zuberi s father told her. It had been through sheer Nubian will and a sense of community that they d managed to build and maintain their homes there, humble as they might be.
Nubian will was behind most of the things Nubians had. Zuberi had seen it all her life. Her own father s determination to pass down the fighting forms was a testament to that, too, how he made sure she not only learned them all but could enact each of them in her sleep.
She turned back to the bag, shifting her weight as she landed more blows before switching to high kicks. She crouched low, her legs shaking from the exertion. She must ve already been out in the park for at least an hour, and she was feeling it everywhere. Didn t matter. Pain was part of the process, and she welcomed it with open arms. Punching and kicking and maneuvering around the bag every day helped Zuberi deal
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Autoren-Porträt von Omar Epps, Clarence A. Haynes
Omar Epps and Clarence A. Haynes
Bibliographische Angaben
- Autoren: Omar Epps , Clarence A. Haynes
- Altersempfehlung: Ab 14 Jahre
- 2022, Internationale Ausgabe, 368 Seiten, Maße: 13,8 x 20,7 cm, Kartoniert (TB), Englisch
- Verlag: Delacorte Press
- ISBN-10: 059364493X
- ISBN-13: 9780593644935
- Erscheinungsdatum: 15.11.2022
Sprache:
Englisch
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Perfect for fans of Divergent and Black Panther. In Touch Weekly A Fascinating Dystopian Page-Turner The Root
Nubia: The Awakening is a story with a familiar sci-fi trope of dystopian futures but is done in a revolutionary way that brings diversity, camaraderie and familiarity to the forefront. MadameNoire
This novel offers a powerful critique of capitalism, classism, and racial injustice . . . [and] combines a high-action plot with engaging characters and will keep readers on the edge of their seats. VERDICT: A complex dystopian novel that will circulate well with fans of Black Panther, Tomi Adeyemi, and Roseanne A. Brown. School Library Journal
Epps and Haynes characters are admirable; each of the narrators is given agency and motivation in a way that makes them memorable in their own right . . . Readers will find plenty of familiar sf and fantasy tropes here, but these are made fresh by the story highlighting the power of the African diaspora. Booklist
Epps and Haynes skillfully build emotional and narrative suspense by weaving the cast members conflicting needs and expectations into an explosive adventure. Publishers Weekly
A justifiable critique of today. Kirkus Reviews
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