Dad named her Vislavа in honor of the Nobel laureate—and wants from his daughter no less than great victories. Her friends call her Cherry, and Cherry no longer wants to live up to other people’s expectations. Secretly she transfers to another department and balances between real life and lies to her father. She is eighteen; it’s the two-thousands—student life in Poland is very much like in Russia, and comical situations arise by themselves.
At first glance, this book is about growing up. But it’s also about nostalgia for oddball student life, first earnings, ridiculous neighbors, long conversations, salads with mayonnaise, and bell-bottom jeans. Izabela Sova describes the zeros, student years, and youth so detailed and so funny that throwing the book aside halfway through simply won’t work.