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From the moment we meet Ifemelu, she is concerned with where she belongs. Does she belong in Princeton, where she has earned a fellowship? She wants to belong there, “someone specially admitted into a hallowed American club, someone adorned with certainty” (3), but to do so would be to “pretend to be someone else” (3). Does she fit in at the African braiding salon, or has she become too Americanized? She knows that the braiders will mock her for eating a granola bar, “as if the length of years in American explained Ifemelu’s eating of a granola bar” (47).
Ifemelu did not always struggle with belonging or feel alienated between cultures. As a teenager, she was popular and fit in easily. In university, “she did not feel as though she did not belong because there were so many options for belonging” (110). Yet, the immigrant experience imbues Ifemelu, Obinze, Uju, and Dike with a strong sense of alienation. Ifemelu masks her Nigerian accent in order to feel a deeper sense of belonging in America, as she is condescended to and discounted for her natural accent. Yet, speaking like an American is a burden. “It took effort, the twisting of lip, the curling of tongue” (213). Her attempts to “belong” in America cause her emotional pain and physical pain, too, as when she chemical relaxes her hair to appear more professional to white Americans. Similarly, Obinze feels alienated in London. His inability to use his own name makes him feel invisible, and he envies those who can work and live using their own identity. His only respite is reading American novels, something that allows him to “become Obinze again” (317). But even reading those novels fills him with a longing to belong in America, to live in a country “he had imagined himself a part of” (317).
Uju moves to rural Massachusetts and must travel thirty minutes to find a shade of lipstick that matches her dark skin. Though she is an educated, competent doctor, patients constantly assume she is the nurse or receptionist because of her race and one patient tells her “‘to go back where [she] came from’” (271). Dike suffers as well, caught between a Nigerian birthplace and name and an American upbringing; he yearns to fit in. As the only black child in his class, he is singled out, pushed into special needs classes despite his high intelligence, and generally feels out of place and alienated. He is deeply upset when a camp counselor refuses him sunscreen, not because he wants to wear sunscreen, but because, he says, “‘I want to be regular’” (227). To be pale enough to need sunscreen is to be regular, and Dike feels alienated from the rest of his friends because of his dark skin. As he grows older, Dike notes how even well-meaning people speak to him differently, more “urban” (256). “‘I feel like I have large vegetables for ears, like broccoli sticking out of my head’” (256) he tells Ifemelu. Dike is aware that he is different from many of his classmates, but it is the way that others treat him that causes his true sense of alienation, something that may have contributed to his suicide attempt.
Ifemelu spends much of her first months in the US waiting for “the real America” (137) to emerge. As America gradually unfolds itself, she discovers that it is not as bright and sunny as depicted on her favorite TV shows, and even sees some similarities between it and Nigeria. Men still urinate against walls, and “ice cream was, fortunately, a taste unchanged” (139). She waits eagerly for school in the fall, sure she will see an American she recognizes there, “where all problems had sparkling solutions” (139).
At first, Ifemelu “hungers” (166) to understand the differences between Nigeria and America: supporting a football team, “measure in ounces and square feet, order a ‘muffin’ without thinking that it was really a cake” (166), but yearns for aspects of Nigeria as well. She is bored by her schoolwork, appalled that American students watch movies and think they are as important as books. “‘These Americans are not serious o’” (167), she tells Obinze. When she meets other African students studying in America, they give her an elaborate education on the differences between America and Nigeria. “‘That African taste must be abolished’” (171), they tell her, explaining not to expect hot food for lunch, to accept a tour when visiting a new friend’s house, not to be shocked by public displays of affection.
Though she must adapt to various cultural differences, such as Americans’ tendency not to scrub in the shower and to pile up “a heaping of dirty underwear” (167) for laundry rather than hand washing them each night, Ifemelu sees that some perceived differences between Nigeria and America are self-constructed. When Bartholomew, Uju’s boyfriend, comments on a scantily clad woman on TV, he claims that “‘A girl in Nigeria will never wear that kind of dress’” (142). Ifemelu is happy to correct him, informing him that girls in Nigeria wear dresses even shorter.
This America/Nigeria dichotomy comes full circle once Ifemelu returns to Lagos. She must again endure the process of cultural assimilation, shedding her American skin to become comfortable in her homeland. Just as the African international students once counseled her on how to abide strange American customs, she now writes a blog post for Nigerian returnees, urging them to be patient with Nigerian customs. “Nigeria is not a nation of people with food allergies, not a nation of picky eaters…it is a nation of people who eat beef and chicken and cow skin and intestines” (520), Ifemelu writes.
Unsurprisingly, race is a major theme in Americanah. Ifemelu discovers race while living in America. She has grown up in a country run by people of her own race, and so does not share the cultural shame and anger of black Americans, like Blaine, and even what is passed down to Dike, who is Nigerian but knows no life outside America.
In Lagos, race was simple, divided between those who were Nigerian, and therefore black, and the small minority of white people, like Nigel, Obinze’s business partner. When Ifemelu first arrives in America, she assumes that Alma, Dike’s babysitter, is white. “If Ifemelu had met Alma in Lagos, she would have thought of her as white, but she would learn that Alma was Hispanic, an American category” (128). Ifemelu frequently states that she “discovered race” (406) in America, because Nigeria was not a land where black skin translated to different levels of social acceptance. It is only once Ifemelu lives in America that she learns about the particular prejudices that come with her skin tone. Ifemelu, whose skin is very dark, notes that Bartholomew, Uju’s one-time boyfriend, bleaches his own brown skin, causing it to turn a “greenish-yellow tone” (144). This is in keeping with Bartholomew’s “American accent filled with holes” (141). He is an aspirational man, and to aspire to be American is to aspire to be white—or at least, lighter skinned.
Ifemelu begins to document her racial experience in America through her blog: Raceteenth. Her blog posts, scattered throughout the novel in non-chronological order, highlight each lesson she learns about race in America. In “To My Fellow Non-Americans Blacks: In America, You Are Black, Baby,” she explains to fellow African immigrants that, despite their own country’s lack of racial diversity, which in turn leads to a lesser emphasis on race, in America they are black. They cannot escape this. She delineates what black Americans and immigrants must do, such as “nod back when a black person nods at you in a heavily white area…It is a way for black people to say ‘You are not alone, I am here too’” (274). Black people in America, regardless of their origin, must avoid being angry about racial slights, about being followed in stores, because “Black people are not supposed to be angry about racism” (275).
Ifemelu is shocked by the discrimination against black bodies, and particularly black women’s bodies that she sees around her. She shows Curt how few black models are used in magazines. While online dating, she is appalled that when ticking boxes of the races they will date, “Black men are the only men likely to tick ‘all,’ but some won’t even tick Black” (379). She notes that when walking around with Curt, white women will stare at them and “instantly cloud their faces with that look. The look of people confronting a great tribal loss…although she might be a pretty black girl…she was not light-skinned. She was not biracial” (362). The fact that Ifemelu’s skin is darker than other African-Americans is enough to slide her farther down on the racial food chain. Even Blaine, the perfect liberal, is revealed to have dated primarily white women in the past, with one of his friends delighted that he is now dating Ifemelu, “‘a sister, and a chocolate sister at that!’” (385).
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By Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie