Waiting for Snow in Havana
SynopsisPlot
For the Cuba of Carlos’s youth—with its lizards and turquoise seas and sun-drenched siestas—becomes an island of condemnation once a cigar-smoking guerrilla named Fidel Castro ousts President Batista on January 1, 1959. Suddenly the music in the streets sounds like gunfire. Christmas is made illegal, political dissent leads to imprisonment, and too many of Carlos’s friends are leaving Cuba for a place as far away and unthinkable as the United States. Carlos will end up there, too, and fulfill his mother’s dreams by becoming a modern American man—even if his soul remains in the country he left behind.
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About this book
Carlos Eire grew up in Havana during a time when the city still moved to its own familiar rhythms. His memoir opens onto a childhood shaped by lizards, warm seas, and long afternoon rest hours. On January 1, 1959, Fidel Castro's forces removed President Batista from power, and the country Carlos knew began to change in ways a child could register but not fully understand. Christmas celebrations were banned, political opposition could lead to prison, and families started sending their children abroad.
As friends and neighbors left Cuba, Carlos eventually departed too, arriving in the United States as part of a wave of young exiles. The book traces what it means to grow up carrying two countries at once: the one you live in and the one that stays fixed in memory. His mother had hoped he would adapt to American life, and in practical ways he did. But the memoir is occupied with what adaptation cannot reach, the textures of a specific place and time that resist translation.
The title itself points to something impossible. Snow does not fall in Havana. Eire uses that image to frame the distance between his childhood world and the one that replaced it, between what was ordinary and what became unreachable.
