Never A Dull Moment

Teachers are really performers, classrooms are stages, and students the captivated audience. In beautiful prose, Felman invites us to watch her one woman show on the art of performance in today's classrooms. These essays take on the greatest hits of the academy: identity politics, sexual harrassment, academic censorship, and radical pedagogy. Felman's book is a performance not to be missed.

Today one hears harrowing stories in Uganda about how hard it has become for rural families to get their children and especially daughters, through the primary school years successfully. It would appear that there are enormous difficulties in getting children to master the basic skills of reading, writing and arithmetic, let alone to learn and apply the basics of personal hygiene, an acceptable work ethic and respect for individuals and institutions. In a spirit of wishing to demonstrate how some rural parents used to pursue and accomplish successfully an education for their children, this book tells the story of how Ntaanya negotiated her 12-year passage through various home and modern schools in a rural village in 1950s. All the stories in this short book are based on actual events spanning a twelve year period generally corresponding to the period when I was growing up in a rural village. The book attempts to show that perhaps the modern school is paying far too much attention to the mechanics of school learning and in the processes it is eroding the complementary work of a variety of traditional learning agencies that in the past, not only provided a child with their first mental and practical curriculum but also greatly supported and consolidated the skills taught in the modern school. While the book does not deal directly with the curriculum of the modern school, it pays a great deal of attention to describing what a young girl learned from the cultural and home environment right from very early childhood. Starting with the processes of naming a girl child, the foundational lessons for a child's identity were laid. Sometimes the lessons were accidental as when Muzeeyi and Mugabi's baby daughter ends up receiving a name Ntaanya meaning trouble - when the woman from whom she must inherit the name is already in trouble and has been ostracized by her family, and therefore can never be a positive role model for Ntaanya. Muzeeyi is made aware of this when she introduces Ntaanya to Nasedde, Muzeeyi's father-in-law. At other times the lessons are subtle and not actually meant for the child. For example, weaning a toddler would seem like a simple and straightforward matter but it is not so for Muzeeyi who had previously suffered nine miscarriages before Ntaanya came along. The village matriarch and respected traditional birth attendant Zakuzza sees clearly a future problem a child that gets spoilt by an over protective mother and her foster children that are eager to please. Zakuzza speaks her mind and Muzeeyi and Mugabi must obey a village elder. They take action immediately by removing Ntaanya from their home to her maternal grandmother's residence located some fifteen miles away, where a well functioning weaning school has been operating for many years. The wisdom and psychology of weaning away from home is amply demonstrated by Digonda's handling of Ntaanya. Digonda knows that the first step of removing the breast as the focal locus of getting a child spoilt has been achieved by distance. Therefore, Digonda continues to provide Ntaanya with all the other elements of any child's expectations as the center of attention. Yet during this period, Digonda ensures that Ntaanya starts on her learning to shape her character, to consolidate her identity and to learn to participate in all the chores and activities that support a thriving household and its industry, including learning to fetch water and preparing herbal medicines, which is Digonda's specialization. Importantly Ntaanya's need to play is neither ignored nor taken for granted. As a matter of fact it is emphasized but in a very practical way where Ntaanya learns how to make her own dolls and play cows with the assistance of Digonda and older children in the household. In addition, Ntaanya goes out exploring with the other older children including participating in the harvesting ter

I kept steering harder to the right. But the rudder couldn't overcome the force of the wind. Thirteen tons of steel struck a gleaming SeaRay broadside. Stainless steel tubing shattered like shrapnel. The remains came back to earth in slow motion; the clatter on the deck returning time to normal. The boat slid off and back from her victim like a dismounting bull.'Damn it! I'm sorry'¦.''Why did you do that?' demanded the truncated owner. Well, I thought the question was quite likely rhetorical, so we settled for a meeting on Monday. There was not enough beer in the world towash away the embarrassment.By the time I had paid for the repairs to both yachts I was about $4000 poorer, and I suppose that was what made me decide to buy the boat;I already held equity.Travel with Duncan & Irene on an exciting three-year loop of the Atlantic Ocean. Experience storms and the drama of new landfalls. This book will satisfy the experienced blue-water cruiser and equally the armchair sailor.