“The Girl With No Name” is a nonfiction book I saw on display at a local bookstore that I ended up buying and reading. The subtitle caught my eye: “The True Story of a Girl Who Lived With Monkeys” – Come on, I couldn’t walk away from that! I hadn’t heard about it before, but I was curious whether the book, which came out this past spring, was some kind of modern-day Tarzan story, albeit a true one.
It tells the account of a little girl, almost five, who’s abducted from her family’s home in Colombia in the 1950’s and abandoned in the jungle. She learns to survive by copying and living with a troop of monkeys, gradually becoming feral and losing her humanness over the five years she spends with them.
Eventually she’s discovered by two hunters who take her to the Colombian city of Cucuta and sell her to a brothel, where she’s beaten constantly and being groomed for prostitution. She manages to escape but winds up living on the streets for a few years till a crime family enslaves her to work in their house. Finally she gets away from them thanks to a neighbor she befriends who puts her on a path to start her life all over again at age 14.
It’s quite an incredible, harrowing childhood account and reads quite well thanks to the author’s daughter who apparently put her mother’s memories together over several years to make this book, along with the help from British ghostwriter Lynne Barrett-Lee.
I did have trouble believing the author survived alone in the jungle living with monkeys at the age of four. Seemingly there’s no way to verify it. But I read on and got caught up in her many escapes and misfortunate story nonetheless. By the end, the years she recounts in the jungle seem the least of her worries as a kid — as she went to hell and back many times over living among various humans. (No wonder she appreciates the monkeys so much!)
I’m not sure if it totally matters to me if the monkey part is totally true or not; even if the story is peripherally true it seems quite something. The book reads sincere and from what I’ve heard from interviews from the author (Marina Chapman) and her daughter (Vanessa) – the scary things that happened to her in childhood seem quite believable – it’s a glimpse of poverty and hell in South America. Marina Chapman appears real to me and one who’s overcome a lot. She and her daughter don’t seem in it for fame or money, they are donating the profits to charity. The daughter says she wrote the book to find out more about their long-lost relatives, her grandparents.
I credit Marina Chapman for her strength and perseverance to make a life for herself and her daughter for making this pretty unforgettable story of redemption known.
