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“The author who put a human face on the migrant crisis in the Med.” EMMA JANE KIRBY in the Irish Examiner

Wednesday, July 19th, 2017

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OPTICIAN OF LAMPEDUSA “helped us all to see migrant crisis more clearly,” says The Irish Examiner

Tuesday, July 11th, 2017

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“Nominated by Waterstones for Book of the Year 2016 “: OPTICIAN OF LAMPEDUSA in Get West London

Monday, December 12th, 2016

“There was Carmine Menna. He took a boat out with some friends and the following morning he heard what he thought were seagulls screeching but it was not seagulls.

They dropped the anchor and found the source of the noise and found hundreds of the people in the water. They had one rubber ring but they saved 47 people”.

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“It could have been any of us in the boat that day. Any one of us.”: OPTICIAN OF LAMPEDUSA in The Mirror

Monday, December 5th, 2016

‘Birds,” he says in his flat voice. “Just birds. It had to be birds. We were in open sea after all. It couldn’t be anything else.”

As the screaming became more piercing and persistent, the optician and his friends raised anchor and made their way with their little boat to the source of the terrible noise.

At first they saw what they thought were large fish in the water but as they got closer they began to distinguish that those fish had arms and legs and faces.

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“Read this unforgettable book”: OPTICIAN OF LAMPEDUSA in Counterpunch

Friday, December 2nd, 2016

In spite of its horror, Emma Jane Kirby’s The Optician of Lampedusa is a magical book, but also dangerous, so riveting in its telling of the rescue that you may find yourself gripping the pages as you turn them. Appropriately, the book comes unannounced with no hype; yet what the book asks is the worrisome question we seem unwilling to ask about so many events in the world today. When is enough enough? Have we lost our humanity completely?

Read this unforgettable book. Rush out and get a copy.

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“They were scattered everywhere, all drowning.” OPTICIAN OF LAMPEDUSA in The Telegraph

Monday, September 26th, 2016

“It was so intense to hold a stranger’s hand in mine,” he explained. “I have never felt anything more intimate. When I pulled that first young man from the water it felt like….”

Rosaria, who had been nervously fiddling with the strands of her silver necklace, finished his sentence for him.

“It felt something like love,” she said simply and I held her hand under the table.

 

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“They were all drowning. I thought: how do I save them all?” EMMA JANE KIRBY in CultureStrike

Tuesday, September 6th, 2016

“I can still feel the fingers of that first hand I seized. How they cemented into mine, bone grinding against bone, how they clamped down with such a grip that I saw the sinuous veins of the wrist pounding. The force of the hold! My hand in a stranger’s hand, in a bond stronger and more intimate than an umbilical cord. And my whole body shook with the force of that hold as I pulled upward and dragged the naked torso from the waves. There were too many of them. Too many of them and I didn’t know what to do. I’m an Optician; I’m not a lifesaver. I’m an Optician and I was on vacation and I didn’t know what to do. I threw the rubber ring but there were people strewn like wreckage over a five-hundred-meter strewn like wreckage over a five-hundred-meter radius and they were all crying out for us. I reached over the stern step again and again but there were so many hands shooting out from beneath the waves, so many hands snatching at the air. My fingers locked on to fingers and I pulled. Were we sinking? The boat was so low in the water. Someone shouted at me but I couldn’t stop to listen. There were too many hands. The deck was crammed with black bodies vomiting and defecating all over each other. I could feel the boat pro-testing under the weight, rolling, ready to flip over. I knew the boat was out of control. Over there! Another hand!I never wanted to tell you this story. I promised myself I would never tell this story again because it’s not a fairy tale. There were just too many of them. I wanted to go back for them. I wanted to go back. Do you understand what I’m trying to say to you? Maybe it’s not possible for you to understand because you weren’t in that boat. But I was there and I saw them. I still see them. Because it’s still happening.”

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