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· “-It was a lingo I knew nothing about, thank God. But he
ought to know it, so he took lessons in it, and we went to an Afrikaner farm.
He spoke Zulu as you know, but he was talking of learning Sesto. You know
these native M.P.’s they have-well, there was talk of getting him to stand at
the next election.”
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172
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· (R) I have reached part two of the book. In part one the
readers see the woe of the father of the killer. In part two, we see the woe
of the father of the killed. The people in this part of this book our white, English-speaking
South Africans. Everything, like the flow of the book and the way the people
talk has changed. The only thing that’s the same is the setting.
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Friday, February 8, 2013
Book Club #6: C, TBC
Wednesday, February 6, 2013
Book Club #5: C, TBC
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“-You are in a decent home, my child.
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-Yes, mother, says the girl with downcast
eyes.
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-And you were brought here by a good and
kindly man, so good that there is no word for it.
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The girl looked up at her eagerly. I know it,
she said.
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-Then if you are content to be brought by him,
you will not laugh so carelessly.
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-Yes, mother.
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-You are but a child, and laughter is good for
a child. But there is one kind of laugh and there is another.
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-You understand what I mean?
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-I understand you completely.”
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(R) Alan Paton, you’ve lost me. How can
someone have a bad kind of laugh? What is this? Due to the things that
happened earlier in the book. I’m assuming that Absoloms baby mama “used to
be” a prostitute or something (I think that she is still one- I don’t think
she’s pregnant with Absoloms child!) and that when Mrs. Lithebe was talking
about her laughter, she meant that she could hear the promiscuity in her
laugh. I’m not exactly sure though. I don’t think I’ve ever heard of a ‘careless
laugh’ being a bad thing.
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Friday, February 1, 2013
Book Club #4: C, TBC
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· “Or does he weep for himself alone, to be let be, to be
let alone, to be free of the merciless rain of questions, why, why, why, when
he does not know why. They do not speak with him, they do not jest with him,
they do not sit and let him be, but they ask, ask, ask, why, why, why, -his
father, he white man, the prison officers, the police, the magistrates, -why,
why, why.”
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· (R) I’m not exactly sure what Paton was attempting to do
with this passage. Does he want the readers to feel sympathetic towards
Kumalos son? Because I feel anything but sympathy for Absolom. He stole,
abandoned a woman pregnant with his child then shot and killed somebody and
wants people to sit around and “jest with him”? He must be out of his mind. It
almost seems like the reader was meant not to like him before they were even
introduced to him. If this passage was meant to appeal Absolom to the reader,
to make it seem like “Oh, he’s caught up in so much stuff, he just needs a
break”, then I think the author failed. Miserably.
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Thursday, January 31, 2013
Book Group #3: C, TBC
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“-You do not understand he said. The child
will be my grandchild.
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-Even that you do not know, said Msimangu
angrily. His bitterness mastered him again. And if he were, he said, how many
more such have you? Shall we search them out, day after day, hour after hour?
Will it ever end?
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Kumalo stood in the dust like one who has been
struck. Then without speaking any more he took his seat in the car.”
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(R) It’s been 100 pages and Kumalo is no
closer to finding his son than he was at the beginning. Instead he’s learned
how his son has run from place to place, leaving behind a bad reputation. He
went from being a possible thief, to being a man that was at the very top of
his game at the reformatory, to being the kind of man who would get a girl
pregnant, than run away. I am not even sure if Kumalos son is worth all the
running around. Honestly, the boy’s father is a reverend. You would think he
wouldn’t be so … messed up.
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Thursday, January 24, 2013
Book Club #2: Cry, the Beloved Country
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“-That is a bad thing, she said, but she spoke
as one speaks who must speak so.
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-It is a bad thing, he said, and I cannot
leave you until you have told what you would not tell.”
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(R) Alan Paton, the author of this book,
sometimes writes like he is the South African Dr. Seuss or something. He has
a habit of repeating things, so just in case you didn’t catch it the first
time, you’ll be sure to catch it the third time. This book took a while to
get into- I wasn’t really feeling it the first 20 pages or so. It’s getting
better though. The characters move very quickly. Their travels from one place
to another take about a paragraph.
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Wednesday, January 23, 2013
Book Club Reading Blog #1: Cry, The Beloved Country
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“Already the knees are weak of the man who a
moment since had shown his little vanity, told his little lie, before these
respectful people.
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The humble man reached into his pocket for his
sacred book, and began to read. It was this world alone that was certain.”
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(R) I’m not exactly sure what to say about
this book. I don’t think I like the story so far, but it’s getting better. The
way the author, Alan Paton, writes is weird at times. He doesn’t really
describe what the characters are doing all that often, so I’m not sure if
they are walking, or just sitting in living room or what. I liked the quote
though. In the last sentence it says
that Kumalo could only be certain of that world that he’s reading about in
his “sacred book” which I took to mean the bible since he is a priest. I just
wonder- what world? The world of the biblical days? Or maybe God’s “world”,
like heaven? I like how I was forced to think for myself instead of just
being told.
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Tuesday, December 18, 2012
Dialectical Journal #40: Something, Maybe
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“’Sorry about the interruption,’ Jackson says.
‘I’ll take care of the travel arrangements, all right? And Hannah-I can’t
wait to see the city with you again.’
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I don’t say anything, knowing he’ll keep
going. And sure enough, he does.
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‘I love you too,’ Jackson says, as smoothly as
if I’d actually said it to him first, or at all. ‘I’d tell you how to find me
when the limo brings you in from the airport and drops you at the hotel, but
then I’ll be easy to spot-just look for all the beautiful women and I’ll be
there!’
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Then he hangs up. Just like that, like the
five years of silence means nothing-and it does, it means nothing to him and I
hate that- but I force myself to make a wry fact at Mom and hand the phone
back to her. ‘Show crap.’”
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(R) So not only is this girl the daughter of
an internet stripper (I’m not exactly sure if those exist but I will call her
that anyway) but she’s also the daughter of this Hugh Hefner like character. Her
father (James Jackson) has his own T.V show, which stars many young beautiful
women while showing the life of a 72 year old bachelor. I must say, Hannah is
one strong girl. If I was her I would cry myself a river and then attempt to
drown in it. Having one of those parents is hard enough but having both is
just too much.
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