I had a lovely walk with M. at 10 a.m. It is so nice to get back into our routine.
I had a lovely phone call with K. at noon. Again, so very lovely to be back in the swing of things. She is recovering from a cold / cough -- I feel bad for her. I hope she feels better soon.
I read Maya Angelou's _All God's Children Need Traveling Shoes_. I really loved it! It is short. It is highly readable. So many very famous people, and what a lovely taste of what that Black American migration to Ghana was like Back In the Day. Evocative and enjoyable. I loved every single page of it. We had a small group discussion, and while we all liked the book, I was the only one to finish it, and the other seemed to have more difficulty connecting with the narrator / narration. So strange! One would not expect me to be the one to feel such a strong sense of connection, but I now wonder why I have never read Angelou before -- I certainly always love to listen to her and watch her speak (on television, I have never had the honor of watching her in person). She is as enthralling on the page as on screen. I know _I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings_ is much better known, but if you feel the material in that might be very heartbreaking (I find it intimidating myself), perhaps you could start with this one. So wonderful, and while not every moment is triumphal, it does not have the slit your wrists moments of some other books that are more difficult to read.
ETA: Book number 10
I had a lovely phone call with K. at noon. Again, so very lovely to be back in the swing of things. She is recovering from a cold / cough -- I feel bad for her. I hope she feels better soon.
I read Maya Angelou's _All God's Children Need Traveling Shoes_. I really loved it! It is short. It is highly readable. So many very famous people, and what a lovely taste of what that Black American migration to Ghana was like Back In the Day. Evocative and enjoyable. I loved every single page of it. We had a small group discussion, and while we all liked the book, I was the only one to finish it, and the other seemed to have more difficulty connecting with the narrator / narration. So strange! One would not expect me to be the one to feel such a strong sense of connection, but I now wonder why I have never read Angelou before -- I certainly always love to listen to her and watch her speak (on television, I have never had the honor of watching her in person). She is as enthralling on the page as on screen. I know _I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings_ is much better known, but if you feel the material in that might be very heartbreaking (I find it intimidating myself), perhaps you could start with this one. So wonderful, and while not every moment is triumphal, it does not have the slit your wrists moments of some other books that are more difficult to read.
ETA: Book number 10