What Azar Nafisi, READING LOLITA IN
TEHRAN, battles in private and in the classroom certainly is not a people, is
not a population, is not the majority, it is, an irrational ruling elite.
Roughly midway through the book,
one day Nafisi describes herself being aware, while teaching lessons of
American dreams as they intertwine with the American art of fiction, of a sheer
absurdity. The absurdity happens because
as she speaks of the art of fiction, “Death to America !” is chanted from
loudspeakers outside her classroom.
Nafisi ends that particular class by announcing: A novel
is not an allegory, I said
as the period was about to come to an end. It is the sensual experience of
another world. If you don’t enter that
world, hold your breath with the characters and become involved in their
destiny, you won’t be able to empathize, and empathy is at the heart of the
novel. This is how you read a novel: you
inhale the experience. So start
breathing. I just want you to remember
this. That is all; class dismissed.
Yes, empathy is at the heart of so many things.
Do you agree that Nafisi's circumstances at that time in her classroom were just absurd?
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