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Strawberry Fields (Two Caravans) by Marina Lewycka

Strawberry Fields (Two Caravans)

A Novel

by Marina Lewycka
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  • Aug 16, 2007, 304 pages
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Being a supervisor is not as easy as you might think. You have to deal with all types of personalities. That Tomasz, for instance, has been hanging around making eyes at her; well, that is in itself not so surprising, as she is generally thought to be an attractive woman, but at the end of the day he has come to England to pick strawberries, not for any activities of a more carnal nature, for which there are plenty enough opportunities back in Poland, Lord help us.

Or take Marta, her niece - her religious airs are enough to put anyone on sainthood.

"Are you okay, Ciocia?" she asked, the first time she saw Yola lying on the ground with her shapely legs stretched out in front of her, breathing deeply with her eyes closed.

"I am letting the sun enter my body to warm me from inside like a good husband. Why don’t you do the same, Marta?"

"Why would I want the sun for a husband?" Marta said sni≈ly. "I will let the spirit of the Lord warm me from inside."

Probably her excessive piety is not her fault. She could only have learned it from her mother, Yola’s sister, who although very kind when it comes to looking after Mirek, can be extremely irritating. Well it’s one thing to go to church and ask for forgiveness for your own sins, but quite another thing to rub other people’s noses in theirs.

And while we’re on the subject of noses, it is of course not Marta’s fault that hers is so big, but maybe it is why she has so little discrimination when it comes to men, for she seems to be drawn to the most unsuitable types and obvious sinners, like Vitaly, for example. Yes, Yola has observed the way Marta’s eyes follow him around the field, and she doesn’t want the poor girl to be taken advantage of. She knows that type of man. She was married to one, once.

As for this new girl, Irina, she is far too free and easy with that dimply smile of hers, and Yola has noticed the way the Dumpling’s eyes linger on her longer than is strictly necessary. She picks strawberries that are more white than red, and answers back when Yola politely draws this to her attention, and snins when Yola tries to teach her the correct handling technique, which is like this, you have to cradle them in your palm from below, never more than two at a time, like a man’s testicles. Don’t squeeze them, Irina!

Okay, I admit I wasn’t the fastest strawberry picker, but I didn’t need that bossy Polish auntie to point it out to me in that vulgar way.

This was my fourth day here, and I still couldn’t believe the pain in my back and knees every time I bent down to strawberry level. When I stood and straightened up, my bones creaked and groaned like an old woman’s.

The Ukrainian boy would slip fruit into my boxes when the men’s rows and the women’s rows came together, which was nice of him, but I wished he wouldn’t stare at me like that. Once when I sat down for a rest, he came and sat beside me and popped a strawberry in my mouth. Well, I could hardly spit it out, could I? But he’d better not start getting any ideas, because I haven’t come all this way to spend my time fending on the advances of a miner from Donbas.

I had enough of it fending on advances from the boys at school. They were generally primitive types who just wanted to grab all the time - not very romantic - and they had no idea whatsoever about tender words and gallant gestures. In my opinion, everyone should read War and Peace, which is the most romantic book ever written, as well as the most tragic. When Natasha and Pierre come together at last, it gives you a feeling inside that is quite fiery in its intensity. That’s the sort of love I’m waiting for - not a quick thrash behind the bushes, which is what all the boys seem to be interested in.

Excerpted from Strawberry Fields by Marina Lewycka Copyright © 2007 by Marina Lewycka. Excerpted by permission of Penguin Group USA, Inc. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.

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