Am much saddened by Taddasse Adera's death as he was excellent and cool. I took a Caribbean Lit. class my senior year when I needed a change from the dead white dudes canon.
We read good books and I still have them. Like Zee Edgell's Beka Lamb and Masters of the Dew. I wished I done more of his classes. I feel as if I should go read N'gugi Wathiongo. (Please forgive bad spelling).
But I still have my paper on Orpheus and Eurydice in The Ripening. And it's where I learned what a bouganvillea plant was as it's referenced in the Edgell book.
Well, Johnny Cash is playing at the coffee shop and I should go.
Monday, January 30, 2006
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Dr. Adera was a gentle, brilliant man. When you told me that he passed away, I cried. Darn you, Babs! You really shouldn't make people cry when they're typing --the keys get all slippery! BTW, I'm not Anonymous, I'm Adrienne (although with that first name, people frequently get confused about the pronunciation --Andrea? 'Anonymous' isn't too far off, is it?)
Sorry Adrienne. I was pretty devastated as well. Have I sent my card into the English dept. saying how much I missed the man, but I do intend to. I need to find the appropriately classy card.
B
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