Wednesday, March 06, 2013

My books - The Language of Yoga (2005) by Nicolai Bachman

Here is what I originally wrote, months ago:

The same way it was darned well about time I learned to read translations and was exposed to Hemingway and Steinbeck and Dickens, I decided I needed to mature myself with Sanskrit for yoga.



If you do not know what I am talking about, here are some examples:
Downward Facing Dog - Adho Mukha Svanasana
Extended Side Angle Pose - Utthita Parsvakonasana
Pyramid Pose - Parsvottonasana
Raised Hands Pose - Urdhva Hastasana
Standing Forward Bend - Uttanasana
Standing Straddle Forward Bend - Prasarita



If you are a long time yoga person, you probably know more Sanskrit yoga pose names than I do/should, after all these years. I am embarrassing light/lacking in this area. There are a few names I sort of recognize. There are none that I can came up with and say, on my own. None.

To be very honest, it just sounds like gibberish to me. I suspect I am not a (foreign) language person.

When I am in a yoga class, I rarely look at the instructor. I listen to what the instructor says and I apply it to my own body.

When I am in a class with an instructor who uses mostly Sanskrit, I have to look, because I do not know the words. And that looking sort of moves me out of my own body, off of my own mat. And it (having to look) makes me realize this is an area ready for growth.

I am also an experienced enough yoga person that I really should be thinking in sanskrit as I work through poses in any situation.

Helen very kindly sent me Iyengar's Light on Yoga. I use it often. Great resource of names/poses. But the book does not talk to me. And as you know, in my world, books talk to me. I realized I needed to hear the Sanskrit words to have them really sink into my brain.

That is the first half of this post, written months ago.



Part Two (written last week):

At this same time, I was tired of being in regular yoga classes where the instructors let people look like wadded up tissues in their poses. I do not think that each person needs to be perfect. I know my eyes should be on my own mat. But in classes, one can't help but at least noticing the person who is right in front or beside you, and I was not happy with the instructors who did not help these people. It is (pretty much) ridiculous for a person to have been in yoga classes for YEARS and still not have been helped. And not know they have not been helped. When I see that, this is where my mind goes - what am I doing that is not being corrected/helped either?

So, in the process of wanting more specific help in poses (not necessarily to do harder poses, but to have better positioning in all poses) and thinking that I needed to learn sanskrit, I considered signing up for a 200 level yoga certification class. I was not considering teaching, I was considering the knowledge I would gain. (These classes last many, many months and cost $2000-$3000 for the series.)



If you have been around for a VERY long time, you might remember I signed up for a Master Gardner's Class through the county extension office. And that did not work for me. It turned out that the class did not teach what I wanted to learn. I dropped out (which is very unlike me). And dropping out was the right decision. I signed up with a friend, and she dropped out too (before I did) for the same reason. I remember people in blog land saying they had friends who had done the same thing (when it was not at all what they wanted/thought).

So, as I was thinking about the 200 hour yoga certification class, my Master Gardener Class experience was very much on my mind.



One thing I thought to do was get a leg up on sanskrit. Because part of the 200 hour class requires learning sanskrit. So, I thought - since I know I am not good at it (does not come easily or quickly), I would be smart to get a head start.

I asked around and found The Language of Yoga book which comes with 2 CD's.

I was sorely disappointed. 

The sanskrit I wanted to learn WAS in there/on the CD's. But so was a whole lot of stuff I did not want to know.  A whole lot. And there is no easy way of getting to the parts of the CD with the words I want to learn.  And I realized the class was going to be the same way - I was going to have to learn a whole lot of sanskrit. I was going to have a deadline and a format and I was going to be tested in some way.

And then I realized that the people I was seeing, coming out of 200 level classes, were not so different than anyone else. There were some wadded up tissues in there. And I also realized that there are a lot of different styles of the 500 level instructors who teach the 200 level wanna be's.

By this point, I was pretty sure it was going to be a Master Gardener Class repeat.


I realized two things:
I am an Iyengar girl at heart. I would have to find a program that had that (type of) approach to positioning to really feel like it was a good fit. And it would not need to be a 200 hour certification. It could just be a really good class. (Like my beloved Yoga Lisa who moved to the east coast many years ago).

I might love a 200 hour class, but I would really have to shop around to find the right program (and I am not in a large enough town to do that, would need to be in Chicago or New York or the like for that to work).

I can buy a LOT of private instructor or take a whole lot of workshops for way less than $2000-$3000.


AND


I want to be able to learn things (like sanskrit) at my own pace, not under pressure. And I only want to learn what applies to my own practice, not animals and other sanskrit words. I can do that on my own. It would be better for me to do that on my own.



So, at the end of the day, a $22 book, with CD's included, saved me a lot of time and trouble and expense. I know that was probably not the author's intention, but in the end, that is exactly what happened.

Wednesday, February 27, 2013

My books - Their Eyes Were Watching God (1937) by Zora Neale Hurston

This is the second selection in my quest to read a couple Black History books this month.

Zora Neale Hurston was an African American writer.

Wiki wrote:
The novel narrates main character Janie Crawford's "ripening from a vibrant, but voiceless, teenage girl into a woman with her finger on the trigger of her own destiny". Set in central and southern Florida in the early 20th century, the novel was initially poorly received for its rejection of racial uplift literary prescriptions. Today, it has come to be regarded as a seminal work in both African-American literature and women's literature. Time included the novel in its 2005 list of the 100 best English-language novels published since 1923.

Here is the context section from Sparknotes on Their Eyes Were Watching God. Even if you have no interest in the book, you might consider reading this section as it is very unusual and interesting.

I also listened to a The Big Read discussion at the National Endowment for the Arts. I am always thrilled when one of the books I am reading pops up on their list. These commentaries are most excellent. (This was also available in CD form from my library.)
Here is a list of the contributors to this Big Read discussion. You will see some familiar names including Azar Nafisi who wrote Reading Lolita in Tehran.


These sources helped me to better appreciate Hurston's book. I am not saying the book was difficult. It was not. It was easy to understand. Those context resources just helped me to understand the history/placement of the book.

I read as if I am taking a literature class (most of the time).  It stimulates my intellect to read this way. I no longer read for avoidance. I no longer link reading and eating. This (intellectual viewpoint in reading) helps me to handle anything (upsetting) in the book. I can tell where the boundaries are between the story and me/mine. There was nothing upsetting in this (Their Eyes Were Watching God) book. I am just talking about reading in general. Yes, I still skip some books. I skipped Sophie's Choice in 2012. I had read that book long ago and it was the source of nightmares for me for many years (that and the Trail of Tears).  The latest (skip) was Unbroken. It came up on one of my lists. My husband saw me start to download CD's in the computer. He said - I don't think you want to read that. I asked my therapist (she had read it and her grandson was reading it right when I asked) and she said to skip it also. 




Here are things I thought about as I read Their Eyes Were Watching God:

A while back, I watched a sociological documentary talking about the fact that about 20% of African American men live with and/or take care of their families. I had seen that percentage (80% who do not) in other studies. Hopefully that number is improving. The documentary was done from the point of view of the 20%. One of the participants described (themselves) as the silent 20% who are quietly living their lives, taking care of their families and staying out of the news.

I have read (and blogged) about Anna Quindlen and her marrying a boy friend or marrying a husband concept.

I also, after having been around a fair number of women from different cultures, I have the (personal) viewpoint that women will continue to raise their sons in the same cultural/historical way, even though they (these same women) do not like how the adult men of their same culture act. This is how I summarize my  (personal) thinking - you can take the boy out of X, but you can't take X out of the boy,  even if the boy was born and raised in totally different, more advanced country.  I would put my own grandmother in that category. As much as she loved her girls, she would have sold the whole lot of us if she thought it would advance her only son. And she really had no respect for him, or for her husband, but considered them more important than her daughters or granddaughters. She would argue to hear me say that. And during her life her daughters would have argued with me also, saying I did not understand. But after her death and my grandfathers death, they would agree.

Someone might read all that and think I can be racist and sexist in the same three paragraphs, but it is sociology to me. It is cultural. And that is (part of) what I thought as I read.

 Their Eyes Were Watching God was short. It was 6 CD's and 7.25 audible hours.

The dialectic and stories were extremely well done. The version I listened to was narrated by Michele-Denise Woods. She even sang in it. Truly great reading. There is also an audio version by Ruby Dee.

Somewhere I read an article comparing Their Eyes Were watching God to Huckleberry Finn. In my opinion that is fair if you take the ridiculous Tom Sawyer (who I cannot stand) out of it. I mention the idea because it gives a very general comparison. Part of what brings that to mind is that they are both southern books. And the story telling and dialect in each. However, Their Eyes Were watching God was a richer book with more depth, in my opinion.

If there is anyone out there who has read this book, Their Eyes Were watching God, I have a question about the ending for you. Did anyone ever get her the shot series? Did I miss it? Is it an oversight? Or a statement about what happens at the end of the book?


Friday, February 22, 2013

my books - Cutting for Stone (2009) by Abraham Verghese

It is February and I (now) try to read at least a couple Black History books each February.

The majority of this story takes place in Africa and was written by an Ethiopian born, of Indian parents, medical doctor.

So, I knew that (Africa, Ethiopia) as I was considering reading this book.

And I was a little nervous about the title. I wondered what the title might be saying about the book's content. And Ethiopia worried me a bit too. All I could picture was children starving in make shift camps.

This might be a common concern, because I over heard two women talking about this book and one reassured the other that they were not doing surgery with a stone nor with the patient lying on a stone.

She went on to explain that she thought the word stone (in the title) comes from one of the doctors whose last name is Stone.  And he happens to be a surgeon, hence the word cutting.

That is true, there are doctors with the name of Stone in the book.  But I think the line actually comes from the Hippocratic Oath.

English translation, version 2 of The Hippocratic Oath
I swear by Apollo, the healer, Asclepius, Hygieia, and Panacea, and I take to witness all the gods, all the goddesses, to keep according to my ability and my judgment, the following Oath and agreement: To consider dear to me, as my parents, him who taught me this art; to live in common with him and, if necessary, to share my goods with him; To look upon his children as my own brothers, to teach them this art; and that by my teaching, I will impart a knowledge of this art to my own sons, and to my teacher's sons, and to disciples bound by an indenture and oath according to the medical laws, and no others. I will prescribe regimens for the good of my patients according to my ability and my judgment and never do harm to anyone. I will give no deadly medicine to any one if asked, nor suggest any such counsel; and similarly I will not give a woman a pessary to cause an abortion. But I will preserve the purity of my life and my arts. I will not cut for stone, even for patients in whom the disease is manifest; I will leave this operation to be performed by practitioners, specialists in this art. In every house where I come I will enter only for the good of my patients, keeping myself far from all intentional ill-doing and all seduction and especially from the pleasures of love with women or men, be they free or slaves. All that may come to my knowledge in the exercise of my profession or in daily commerce with men, which ought not to be spread abroad, I will keep secret and will never reveal. If I keep this oath faithfully, may I enjoy my life and practice my art, respected by all humanity and in all times; but if I swerve from it or violate it, may the reverse be my life.


Back to the two ladies I overheard discussing this book:
She went on to explain that the book is about the people who work at a mission hospital. (The doctors and nurses and nuns are mostly from England and India.)

She said - So yes, there is a lot of medical stuff and there is political upheavel and all kinds of stuff you would associate with that part of Africa. The book is about what they do. It talks about the people/families who are part of the hospital staff.

So that was my expectation, from my little eavesdropping adventure, the book was about what they do.

And from having been involved with girls from the Middle East, I know family stories can read like a novel, like one can't quite believe ALL THAT can happen to one person or one family, but I know it can.




This book was 19 CD's and 24 audible hours, so it took me a while to finish. Each day youngest would get in the car returning from her after school activities and I would (contentedly) sigh - this book is sooooo good.

It is not a book for the VERY squeamish as there are a lot of medical procedures and conditions described. I would have guessed that would have bothered me, but it did not (back to that - it's what they do concept).  Youngest would never have been able to read it. She is that level of squeamish. However she can read/watch Les Mis, and I cannot.

When I read the New York Times' review (I waited until after I read the book, as it does give away some of the plot), the reviewer complained about all the medical details.  I thought - come on lady it is about doctors where medicine (and missionary health care) is these people's whole life.

The NYT review also complained about the detail and order the author used in presenting the characters' back stories. That did not bother me either. I think most of us figure out the stories of our lives later rather than earlier.

In case you hadn't noticed, I LOVED THIS BOOK.






In many of the books I read, classic books are referenced.

As I mentioned two weeks ago with Reading Lolita in Tehran, I was thrilled to discover an actual list of the books referenced in the novel.

So, when I started Cutting for Stone and in Chapter 15 other novels were referenced, I took notes.

I listen to audible editions. I had to try to remember titles until I was stopped in traffic and could jot a note. So if you are reading this book later and notice any titles I missed, please leave a note for me in comments. I will see it, no matter how far in the future.

Middlemarch: A Study of Provincial Life (1874) by George Eliot (the pen name of Mary Anne Evans, later Marian Evans).

Les Trois Villes (1894–98; The Three Cities) by Émile Zola

The Man-Eater of Malgudi (1961) by R. K. Narayan

The Hornblower series by C. S. Forester consists of eleven novels (one unfinished) and five short stories (written between 1937 and 1967, the stories take place between 1808 and 1848)).

Alice's Adventures in Wonderland (1865) by Charles Lutwidge Dodgson (pseudonym Lewis Carroll).

Wednesday, February 20, 2013

my books - Oliver Twist (1838) by Charles Dickens

I thought I was going to be able to say no one at my house read Oliver Twist, but when I inquired, youngest started it one year, got assigned another book for school, and never finished Oliver. She said she enjoyed what she read and was able to understand it.


Here is the Context section by SparkNotes.

It gives background information on Dickens as well as explaining the social commentary of Oliver Twist. These sections do not give away the plot of the book.


I did enjoy Oliver Twist.

I have mentioned in previous posts:  I love Dickens. He is a recent find for me. I never read any of his books in school.

However, Oliver is my least favorite of the Dickens I have read so far.

So, I liked it; I just liked Bleak House, Great Expectations, A Tale of Two Cities better.

I did not find any of these books, including Oliver, predictable. I was never sure where the story might take me. I do not find the length of Dickens books to be daunting, because the stories keep me captivated.

However, I will say, my first Dickens was Bleak House. And truthfully, I had a hard time with all the characters. But I think that was because I happened to read one of his more complicated plots first.  Great Expectations is a simple book, not as many characters, more straight forward plot. That is the place to start (in my opinion).  Bleak House is 33 audible hours, Great Expectations/18 hours,  A Tale of Two Cities/14 hours, Oliver Twist/16 hours, so you can see that Bleak House was a daunting start. 

I found I caught/understood Dickens subtext better in Oliver than any of the titles. After reading the SparkNotes Context section (link above) it might be there is more subtext in Oliver than any of the other books. Many lines in Oliver were very funny, even in the midst of the extreme poverty, in an ironic humor kind of way. I am sure I did not catch all of it, but I noticed a lot.

I also think that Oliver might be the most important of Dickens' books based on the Context section (link above) of those I have read so far. Most important at the time, most important in capturing history for the ages.

If you ever have a chance to see Oliver! (the musical) it is very good. The play does not follow the book in full, there are whole sections missing, but does a good job of the essence of the novel. (What is in the musical is in the book, but not everything in the book is in the musical.) The music is very good.

Wednesday, February 13, 2013

my books - Reading Lolita in Tehran: A Memoir in Books (2003) by Azar Nafisi

I loved this book.

It is warm and rich and very well done.

It can be read on many, many levels.



I would have loved this book even more if I had known a few things before reading it. So, this post is mostly talking about those hints.


Wiki's Plot Outline:
The book is a memoir of the experience of the author who returned to Iran during the revolution (1978-1981) and lived and taught in the Islamic Republic of Iran until her departure in 1997. It narrates her teaching at the University of Tehran after 1979, her refusal to submit to the rule to wear the veil and her subsequent expulsion from the university, life during the Iran-Iraq war, her return to teaching at the University of Allameh Tabatabei (1981), her resignation (1987), the formation of her book club (1995–97), and her decision to emigrate. Events are interlaced with the stories of book club members consisting of seven of her female students, who met weekly at Nafisi's house to discuss works of Western literatureincluding the controversial 'Lolita' and the texts are interpreted through the books they read.



I mentioned last week, I re-read Lolita in preparation for Reading Lolita in Tehran.

If my reading group facilitator had read Reading Lolita in Tehran before making the assignments, I think he would actually have had us read at least six books in advance of Professor Nafisi's work:
The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald
Daisy Miller and Washington Square by Henry James
Lolita, Invitation to a Beheading by Vladimir Nabokov
Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen

Those six books are discussed at length in the novel.


I had read Lolita and The Great Gatsby and Pride and Prejudice. I do not think I have read anything by Henry James, but have added him to one of my other group's potential/future books list.

Any comments on Henry James? I am trying to figure out how I have not read anything by him - ?

There are a great many other novels referenced in Reading Lolita in Tehran, but not in as much detail. The six I listed above are discussed in enough detail that I really think having read them adds to Nafisi's book.

There is a complete listing at the bottom of the Wiki article (under Cited Books) of all the books. If you happen to be looking for a worthwhile classics reading list, that would be a very good place to start (in my opinion). A reading group could even take this on as a (really great) long project.


Other hints for Reading Lolita in Tehran:
Look at the time line included in the Wiki paragraph at the top of my post. The books skips around a bit. The book starts with the Reading Group (Part 1). Her teaching years and the Iran/Iraq war are in Part 2. Part 3 is the Reading Group and them moving to the USA.  So the book is not in chronological order.

If you have a hard time keeping track of the girls in Nafisi's reading group, or her students in general, I suggest making a list. Because these girls are in Part 1 of the book and then resurface in the rest of the book.  I did not keep a list, but I wish I had! Just the name and a note (X - boy friend in turkey/difficult brother, Y - find a prostitute and stop looking at my sister, etc). The names are a bit confusing if you are not used to middle eastern names. I know about 8 middle eastern women, know those names well, but none of these names were the same and honestly they sort of all sounded alike to me.  If you read the book and do keep a list of names/notes, I would be so appreciate of a copy pasted in comments attached to this post. No matter how far in the future, no matter how simple the format, I will see it and be glad.


Here is the Yale Review of Reading Lolita in Tehran.

The New York Times review is here.


Here is a 3+ minute video of Azar Nafisi speaking on the topic of her book. If you look on the right side bar of that link, there are a variety of other Nafisi videos available.

If you are wondering if Nafisi is still in contact with any of her students, there is a video.

If you are wondering where Nafisi is now:
"The Paul H. Nitze School of Advanced International Studies (SAIS), a division of Johns Hopkins University based in Washington, D.C., United States, is one of the world's leading graduate schools devoted to the study of international affairs, economics, diplomacy, and policy research and education." (She is listed as faculty at the bottom of that Wiki page).





I honestly thought the audio version of this book was read by the author until I finished and looked. It was not. But they chose well. Very good accent. Very good audio voice. It is Lisette Lecat who is actually from South Africa. How typically American, to think a South African Accent might be from the Middle East. If ME had been here, she would have known it was not a Persian accent. She could tell in a glance by clothes and stance where in the Middle East most people (here) originated. And South African explains why I loved the accent. One of my yoga instructors is from South Africa and I am very use to listening to her. She even sings and chants to us.

Wednesday, February 06, 2013

My books - Lolita (1955) by Vladamir Nabokov

My reading assignment was actually Reading Lolita in Tehran: A Memoir in Books  (2003) by Iranian author and professor Azar Nafisi. I believe it was on the best seller list for many weeks (over 100) and translated into thirty-two languages. I will write about that book next Wednesday. But I mention it so you will understand I read Lolita in preparation for reading Azar Nafisi's discussion of it.


As it turns out, there are actually a whole series of novels that should be read in preparation for Reading Lolita in Tehran. I will talk more about that next week.


Yes, the reading assignment for one of my book groups was to read both books for discussion. This is the group facilitator who is often very ambitious in his assignments (4 plays by Chekhov one month last fall and I had to watch BBC versions to understand them).

And yes, the Lolita/Reading Lolita in Tehran dual assignment, the fact they were assigned, made a great deal of difference in my reading.

I was reading Lolita even more intellectually than normal. No, it did not bother me. Yes, it might bother others. I was actually (more) worried (about being worried) before I started Reading Lolita in Tehran.

If you remember, I have experience with girls from the middle east. One lived with us for over a year. We helped with another one for over another year. And we have hosted several for a day or two here and there. And I have an acquaintance who is from Iran; we speak of the middle east often. She has been here since she fled with her very small children during the Iran-Iraq war (1980-1988). She is college educated (was working on her masters when she fled) and very bright.

The middle east element did not bother me either.





This week, I am writing about Lolita.

Wiki notes:
Lolita is a novel by Vladimir Nabokov, written in English and published in 1955 in Paris and 1958 in New York. It was later translated by its Russian-native author into Russian. The novel is notable for its controversial subject: the protagonist and unreliable narrator, middle-aged literature professor Humbert Humbert, is obsessed with the 12-year-old Dolores Haze . . .His private nickname for Dolores is Lolita.

Here is the SparkNotes Context Section. It does not give away the plot of the book other than to reference the main character as a pedophile.




The first thing I would like to say about Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov is that every unmarried mother, considering dating, should read it.

Especially the online dating moms who reference their children in any way on their profile or on their first dozen dates with a man.

I know there are women who will read that and think - but I am a packaged deal with my children and a man dating me should know that up front. I understand that gut reaction.

But the truth is pedophiles and controlling men use the internet to sort out their targets.

Pedophiles and controlling men are very good at what they do, you will not be able to pick them out of a crowd. They will seem nice. They will seem genuinely caring and concerned and interested in the kids. They are VERY GOOD at what they do. And they zoom right in on a target.

If you are in a room of women and ask who knows of at least one child who was sexually, psychologically, or physically abused by a mother's boyfriend/husband, nearly every hand will go up. Many women will know of many different cases among their friends and relatives. If you ask how many of these men are now in jail, there will be some. And I am here to say it is very hard to convict men for these offenses. There are a great number still walking around free. A great number.




This book is extremely well written. The use of language, style, grace is beautiful. Nabokov was brilliant. The subtext is smart, clever.

I am sure an annotated version of this book would be very rich (in Azar Nafisi's Reading Lolita in Tehran: A Memoir in Books they read annotated copies.).  I am sure many of Lolita's references went over my head. That was okay, I understood enough. I stuck to my audible version. I did not stop to look up the French lines nor all the things that were obvious references, and I still caught a fair amount and enjoyed it.

Yes, I enjoyed the book, subject matter and all. I did not take it personally, on any level, I could tell the difference between me and mine and words written in a book.

I read looking for clues about Humbert Humbert. I read to see what made him tick and what he thought and did. He was very focused and driven and cunning. I read to understand the book so that I could move on to the second part of the assignment - Reading Lolita in Tehran.




I do not seek out upsetting or sad books. But so far, I have been able to handle, with no issues, whatever is assigned in my various reading groups and be absolutely fine with them. (I did skip Sophie's Choice last year; this year I think I could handle it just fine).

My therapist said this is boundary work. I know where I start and stop. And where the rest of the world starts and stops.

My boundary work has been my most recent effort (the last two years) and was really necessary for the well being of my whole life.


Monday, February 04, 2013

Wednesday, January 30, 2013

My books - The Scarlet Letter (1850) Nathaniel Hawthorne

Wiki writes:
The Scarlet Letter is an 1850 romantic work of fiction in a historical setting, written by Nathaniel Hawthorne. It is considered to be his magnum opus. Set in 17th-century Puritan Boston, Massachusetts during the years 1642 to 1649, it tells the story of Hester Prynne, who conceives a daughter through an adulterous affair and struggles to create a new life of repentance and dignity. Throughout the book, Hawthorne explores themes of legalism, sin, and guilt.


If you like Context sections, you will enjoy the SparkNotes section on Nathaniel Hawthorne. It is very unusual and interesting. It does not give away the plot of the book.



Oldest had read this book, years ago, but did not remember it.

Middle had read it and remembered liking it.



At what I thought was about half way through The Scarlet Letter, I called middle to ask if I needed to be prepared for Tess of the d’Urbervilles part two (tragedy through and through). And middle said no - it is not another Tess.

As it turns out, I was actually at the end of the book. (It was a quick read at about 9 hours.) Middle was right. It is not a tragedy; but it has a firm message.

That is the thing with listening to downloaded audible books, I just start them, and don't actually have any sense of how long they are or where I am in the book. I am truly in the moment, all the way through each book.

Some books, like The Grapes of Wrath, I have a moment of - seriously, there isn't any more? THAT'S IT? - when the reader suddenly announces THE END. 


I enjoyed The Scarlet Letter very much.

I have no idea how I had never read it before now. I think it is a standard read in many high schools. That is where middle and oldest both read it. I think youngest will read it next year.

In audible form, I had no trouble understanding the language.

Most of the people in my reading groups, now firmly believe that it is easier for me (listening) and that I get a lot more out of the books in audible format. There are only a couple other people who listen. Frequently, at meetings, the bound book readers will ask how the audible book came across to me. Most of the time when they are talking about getting into the flow of the language (old books, translations, etc) I have to take a step back to even understand WHY they had troubles adjusting/settling in to the books. 

I truly love having a book read to me. I am quite attached to some of the prolific, audible readers.

My kids did not like to go to story hour at the libraries as they wanted me to read. I read a lot to all three kids over the years. I can understand why they have that attachment.

The only time my kids listen to an audio books (now) is if we are on the road (like when oldest is driving by himself or youngest who gets car sickness from reading). Or middle sometimes listens if she is having trouble with the writing style. I think Great Expectations might have been her first Dickens book. And while that is probably his easiest book, the style was new to her. I think she listened and followed along in the book for school homework.  I think youngest starts Great Expectations next week.


Saturday, January 26, 2013

Books - Black History Month/Classics

February is Black History month in the United States and Canada.

It is observed in October for the United Kingdom.

Just by the luck of the draw, I read
Uncle Tom's Cabin,
Cry, the Beloved Country,
The Tales of Huckleberry Finn, and
Out of Africa 
all in the first few months of 2012.

I commented it felt like it was a personal Black History month, except those books were stretched out over a couple months,  not just February.

I have saved classic titles from my reading list for future Black History Months:
Native Son (1940) by Richard Wright.
The Jungle (1906) by Upton Sinclair.
Their Eyes Were Watching God (1937) by Zora Neal Hurston.
The Color Purple (1982) by Alice Walker
Beloved (1987) by Toni Morrison.

I do not plan another marathon of Black History Books for 2013.

I plan to read Their Eyes Were Watching God.

I will forward the rest of this list of books and any others that come my way, to another reminder post for late January 2014.

Wednesday, January 23, 2013

my books - The Woman in White (1860) by Wilkie Collins

Wilkie Collins’s tombstone in Kensal Green Cemetary / photo by Ian Mole




Wiki notes:
The Woman in White is an epistolary novel written by Wilkie Collins in 1859, serialized in 1859–1860, and first published in book form in 1860. It is considered to be among the first mystery novels and is widely regarded as one of the first (and finest) in the genre of 'sensation novels'.

The story is considered an early example of detective fiction with the hero, Walter Hartright, employing many of the sleuthing techniques of later private detectives. The use of multiple narratives draws on Collins's legal training, and as he points out in his Preamble: 'the story here presented will be told by more than one pen, as the story of an offence against the laws is told in Court by more than one witness'. In 2003, Robert McCrum writing for The Observer listed The Woman in White number 23 in "the top 100 greatest novels of all time", and the novel was listed at number 77 on the BBC's survey The Big Read.



In paperback (book) form it is 764 pages. In audible format it is just under 25 hours.   I listened to an audible copy made by USF Lit2Go (free downloads).  

I happened to listen to this book over the Christmas/New Years holidays, the full month that oldest was home. It was a very good book to listen to in odd moments and bits, because it was easy to understand/follow. I kept track of all the characters easily. I knew what was going on as I jumped back into it each time. I did not feel that I needed to keep notes.

There was no Sparknotes listing for The Woman in White, but Wiki did a good job with their Wilkie Collins entry, so I read that as context for this book.

The style of this book reminded me of Dracula, 1897 Gothic horror novel by Irish author Bram Stoker, minus the vampires. Part of it was the style of the language (books were written 38 years apart in the same general part of the world), but the main reason was both of the books were written as if taken from different excerpts of various people's diaries/journals. (The term for this is an epistolary novel.)

I really enjoyed Dracula.  But there were people in my book group that month who could not keep track of all the points of view. I liked that concept in Dracula and therefore was comfortable with it in The Woman in White.


This book was first brought to my attention by Ali (over a year ago I think). The Woman in White is Ali's all time favorite book. I thought it was very good also.

One of my book review groups just read this book. Ali had mentioned it, I researched it, I suggested it when we did our planning last fall. No one (in the group) was familiar with the book before I mentioned it. I had to push the group facilitator (a bit) to add it to the list. The size was daunting. We do not meet in December, we pick a long book for January, The Woman in White was our selection for this year.

The facilitator (who I had to talk into it) loved it. In fact everyone in the group loved it with the exception of one woman. She did finish it, but was not a fan. She did not like the fact that the characters were not more fully developed.

We are reading Oliver Twist for this same group next month. It will be interesting to see what she thinks of that book. The two titles are similar in a lot of ways. Both were written in serial format with monthly installments. Both are heavy on plot and have a lot of characters. And the characters are not very fully develped. both could be considered sesationalized novels. I believe Collins and Dickens were contemporaries and friends.

There were sections near the middle of The Woman in White where I thought Wilkie's foreshadowing was a bit too obvious. We talked about the foreshadowing a bit at my group. Things that I thought were very obvious, almost no one else caught. So it might have just been my brain. The oldest has said I do tend to pick up on things more than most people. Walter (the artist's) narratives were my favorites. (This happened with Dracula too, for everyone in my reading group in fact, we all loved the same narrator).

We also spent a lot of time talking about gender roles and sexual orientation and genetics and the law (in England at that time) as it relates to the characters in The Woman in White.




Here are four popular culture random facts about Wilkie Collins (according to Wiki):

Wilkie Collins is the fictional narrator of the 2009 historical novel Drood by Dan Simmons. The book is based in part on Charles Dickens's The Mystery of Edwin Drood. He also appears as a fictional character in Wanting, a 2008 historical novel by Richard Flanagan.

Actress Sarah Jessica Parker and husband Matthew Broderick named their son James Wilkie Broderick after Matthew's father and Collins.

There are Hidden Object Games based on the Moonstone and The Woman in White.

A biography of Wilkie Collins by Peter Ackroyd was featured in the radio programme Book of the Week on BBC Radio 4 in February 2012.


Wednesday, January 16, 2013

my books - Sophie's World (1991) by Jostein Knox

Oh honey, this is not a book for the faint of heart. It is a translation. It is long. It is a philosophy book. Yes, I kept notes as I read. I don't expect anyone to make it through my notes. But I am putting them here so I can find them again. If anyone has actually read this book, please leave a note. I will be very surprised.



Wiki notes:

Sophie's World (Norwegian: Sofies verden) is a 1991 novel written by Norwegian writer Jostein Gaarder. It follows the events of Sophie Amundsen, a teenage girl living in Norway and Alberto Knox, a middle aged philosopher who introduces her to philosophical thinking and the history of philosophy. Sophie's World won the Deutscher Jugendliteraturpreis in 1994. It was originally written in Norwegian and became a best seller in Norway. The novel was later translated into fifty-three languages, with over thirty million copies in print.[1] The English version of the novel was published in 1995. It is one of the most successful Norwegian novels outside of Norway. The book has since been adapted into a film and a PC game.




The Garden of Eden (at some point something must have come from nothing) Chapter title comes from Sophie’s secret ‘den’ in the hedge of their garden.

Sophie Amundsen is lonely – mother works, dad is captain of a big oil tanker, grandmother died 6 months ago. One friend is mentioned – Joanna – she walks part of the way to and from school with her each day. (side note - At this point Sophie ‘reads’ as a very two dimensional character.)

One day Sophie starts finding a series of letters – hand delivered – no postage showing/teaching her the history of the philosopher’s way of thinking.

The first contains a question: “Who are you?”
Followed by another with the question: “Where does the world come from?” Sophie wonders “who had jolted Sophie out of her everyday existence and suddenly brought her face to face with the great wonders of the universe?” (page 9)

As Sophie checks the mailbox for a third note on that first day – she finds a ‘ real/stamped piece of mail – a postcard to Hilde Moller Knag from her father on Hilde’s birthday. The note says “Dear Hilde, Happy 15th Birthday! As I’m sure you’ll understand, I want to give you a present that will help you grow. Forgive me for sending the card c/o Sophie. It was the easiest way. Love from Dad.” (page 10) (side note - at this point – my suspicions are immediately on alert – because the birthday card coming to Sophie’s address c/o someone she doesn’t even know – is so purposeful – that I KNOW it has some major significance).

Sophie thinks about her three interconnected ‘problems’
1. who is putting letters in her mailbox,
2. Difficult questions letters contain,
3. Who is Hilde?

The Top Hat (the only thing we require to be good philosophers is the faculty of wonder)
Sophie’s first “course in philosophy” arrives in a big brown envelop. This explains to Sophie that after people’s basic needs (food, shelter, water, etc) have been met, “there is something else – apart from that - which everyone needs, and that is to figure out who we are and why we are here.” (page 14) “part of something mysterious and we would like to know how it all works.”(page 16) “THE ONLY THING WE REQUIRE TO BE GOOD PHILOSOPHERS IS THE FACULTY OF WONDER.”(page 17) Thought provoking information that most people burrow deep into the fur of the white rabbit where it is safe – and only a curious few move to the very ends of the fur - Our world IS the white rabbit being pulled from a hat –(for more information read last 2 paragraphs on page 20)

The Myths (a precarious balance between the forces of good and evil)
Evolution of philosophy in Greece 600BC. Religious explanations or myths are “a story about the gods which sets out to explain why life is as it is”. Example: “the Lay of Thrym” (page 25) about Thor and his hammer to explain good and evil. Philosophical questions are “Development from a mythological mode of thought to one based on experience and reason.”(page 28)

Natural Philosophers (nothing can come from nothing)
Three new questions arrive in Sophie’s hand delivered mail:
“Is there a basic substance that everything else is made of?”
“Can water turn into wine?”
“How can earth and water produce a live frog?”(page 31)
Earliest Greek Philosophers were called “natural philosophers because they were mainly concerned with the natural world and it processes.” (page 32)
Four roots: earth, air, fire, water (page 38)
“Then Anaxagoras held up that nature is built up of an infinite number of minute particles invisible to the eye” (page 40)

Democritus (the most ingenious toy in the world)
Sophie figures out a pattern to the letter deliveries – every afternoon there is a big brown envelope with her lesson – and while she is reading the lesson – the philosopher would sneak up to the mailbox and deliver a little white envelope. So she decides to keep an eye on the mailbox and catch the philosopher. That day’s lesson: “Why is Lego the most ingenious toy in the world?”(page 44) Democritus was the last of the great natural philosophers (page 45) “he assumed that everything was built up of tiny invisible blocks, each of which was eternal and immutable. Democritus called these smallest units atoms.”

Fate (the fortune-teller is trying to foresee something that is really quite unforeseeable)
After reading that day’s lesson (Democritus above) and seeing no one at the mailbox – she goes downstairs to find an envelope on the front porch (instead of the mailbox). Envelope is a little wet and has two holes in it (clue).
“Do you believe in fate?”
“Is sickness the punishment of the gods?”
“What forces govern the course of history?” (page 49)
Lesson talks about moving out of the tradition that everything is fate/predetermined. Hippocrates (page 56) believed “Health is a natural condition.”
Sophie writes a letter to the philosopher asking if they can meet – puts it in a pink envelope in her mailbox. Sophie catches a glimpse of the philosopher at her mailbox late that night. (Her mother has been noticing a difference in her behavior and thinks she has a boyfriend.) Sophie finds a red scarf under her bed with the name Hilde on it.

Socrates (wisest is she who knows she does not know)
Postmark/stamp from the original postcard to Hilde from her father refers to the Norwegian UN (united Nations) battalion in Lebanon. Sophie starts noticing things in the paper about the battalion. Sophie receive a reply from the philosopher that he can no longer deliver the letters in person and that they will be delivered by his ‘little messenger to Sophie’s secret place in the garden. If Sophie wants to reply she is to put a cookie or a lump of sugar in her pink envelope and leave it in the secret den in the garden. He also says – that if Sophie finds the red scarf to take good care of it. Note is signed - Alberto Knox.
Questions included in note:
“Is there such a thing as natural modesty?”
“Wisest is she who knows she does not know. . .”
“True insight comes from within.
“He who knows what is right will do right.” (page 60)
Lesson comes later in the brown envelope through the regular mail:
What is known of Socrates is from the writings of Plato.
Socrates did not think that he had all the answers (modesty). Socrates promoted discussion, not instruction. Was executed for “introducing new gods and corrupting the youth” (page 67).

Athens (several tall buildings had risen from the ruins)
Sophie received a VCR tapes featuring Alberto Knox giving her a guided tour of Athens. He then goes back in time (on the tape) to the time of Socrates and Plato and shows her how Athens looked then.

Plato (a longing to return to the realm of the soul)
Hermes (dog) makes a delivery of a big brown envelope to the hedge the next morning while Sophie is there. Sophie tries to follow Hermes but he barks and runs. She sits on a tree stump and reads the lesson “Concerned with both what is eternal and immutable in nature and what is eternal and immutable in regards to morals and society.” (page 83) Form or mold so that a horse looks like a horse even though each horse is not identical. And a horse is always all horse and not half horse and half something else (page 85). Soul exists before it inhabits a human body (page 88) Myth of the cave – if cave dwellers only ever see the shadows (from the fire) on the cave wall of ‘real things’ - they think the shadows are all that IS. They do not know the real things exist. When on cave dweller SEES the real things and tries to tell the rest – they will probably kill him (page 89).
The Major’s Cabin (the girl in the mirror winked with both eyes)
After reading the lesson (still in the woods on the tree stump) Sophie decides to follow the path the way that Hermes went. She finds a little cabin on a little lake. She takes the rowboat across the lake to the cabin. She is not strong enough to pull the boat up firmly on the shore. Tiny little cabin – typewriter, fire, someone is living there – but no one is home. Two paintings on the wall – a house on a bay titled “Bjerkely” and an old man titled “Berkeley”. Dog bed with golden hairs – she knows that the occupants of the house are Alberto Knox and Hermes. Finds a wallet with ID for Hilde Moller Knag. Also is an old mirror in a gold frame. As she stares at her reflection it appears that the girl in the mirror winks with both eyes. Freaks her out a little and then she hears dog barking and has urge to FLEE. On her way out – sees an envelope on the table marked “Sophie” and takes it with her. Boat is now drifting on the lake with paddle floating separately. She runs for home – muddy and ashamed. Mother thinks she has been with a boy – Sophie tells her that she has been to the cabin – her mother tells her it is called the Major’s Cabin because an eccentric major used to live there – but that it has been empty for many years. (page 99). Mother talks about a party for Sophie’s birthday which is just a few weeks away. Sophie writes a note to the philosopher apologizing for the cabin and the boat and the envelope. She asks him to convince her that her “deceased grandmother’s soul is happy in the world of ideas.”(page 100) Envelope that she picked up on table asks: “What came first – the chicken or the ‘idea chicken’?” and “are we born with innate ‘ideas’?” and “What is the difference between a plant, an animal, and a human?”

Aristotle (a meticulous organizer who wanted to clarify our concepts)
Sophie gets a note back (via Hermes) from Alberto teasing her about being a sleuth and a burglar and saying that if she is this curious about the answers to the riddles of philosophy that her adventure is very promising. He also says that now he has to move. Aristotle – student of Plato and Europe’s first great biologist. As she finished reading the lesson on Aristotle in her room – she could not stand the mess. She cleaned up, organized and sorted. She finds a white stocking that does not belong to her (again probably Hilde’s) it joins the red scarf, Legos, VHS Video. She feeds her animals (fish, birds, tortoise, cat). She tells her mother that she is lucky to be “human and therefore have the rare capacity for thought” (age 118). She organizes all her philosopher lessons in a binder. “Sophie was in the process of compiling her own book on philosophy. It was not by her, but written especially for her.” (page 119). She does not do her homework.

Hellenism (a spark from the fire)
Sophie finds a postcard with a picture of a UN jeep addressed to Hilde c/o Sophie. It had a Norwegian stamp and was postmarked UN Battalion” on Friday, June 15, 1990. (June 15 is Sophie’s birthday which is in a month). So now Sophie knows that the cards to Hilde are somehow coming in advance, Sophie and Hilde have the same birthday and they both have father’s on the other side of the world. Sophie has not studied for her Religion test. She uses her studies of Philosophies to answer the questions on the test. Teacher says that she is either getting an ‘A’ or a ‘D’ (decides on A) and that next time she had better study. Packet is waiting in the den (hedge) and it has been there for sometime as it is not wet (dog mouth). Alberto says that he realizes she has other studies and there will be no more questions – just the packets. Hellenism – Sophie thought – “could she really believe that everything was one divine ‘I’? Could she believe that she carried within her a soul that was a ‘spark from the fire’? If it was true, then she was truly a divine creature.” (page 137)

The Postcards (I’m imposing severe censorship on myself)
Sophie and Joanna decide to go camping on a national holiday (no school). They came near the Major’s Cabin and go visit. They are careful to pull the boat/oars up on land so it doesn’t float away. Cabin is now deserted. Mirror is still there. They find a box of postcards addressed to Hilde Moller Knag. Postcards are recent. UN postmark. Postcards talk about Hilde’s father coming home for a visit for her birthday (or at least by Midsummer Eve a week later) and a birthday secret. (page 142-143). Postcards say that Hilde will soon meet a girl names Sophie and that Sophie knows no more about it than Hilde does but will soon catch on and maybe Joanna can be of help too - ? Berkeley and Bjerkely portraits are still on the wall. Sophie takes the mirror (and postcards) when they leave the cabin. They go home for rest of holiday. Sophie watches Norwegian UN battalion (in Lebanon) news on TV.

Two Cultures (the only way to avoid floating in a vacuum)
Sophie gets note from Alberto – he says that he left postcards at cabin for her – as he guessed she would go back there – and that was the only way that Hilde will get them.
Lesson includes the birth of Jesus of Nazareth.
“It is the only way to become a human being. It is the only way to become more than a naked ape. . .”
“Sophie sat for a while starting into the garden through the little holes in the hedge. She was beginning to understand why it was so important to know about her historical roots. It had certainly been important to the Children of Israel. She herself was just an ordinary person. But if she knew her historical roots, she would be a little less ordinary. She would not be living on this planet for more than a few years. But if the history of mankind was her own history, in a way she was thousands of years old.” (page 161)

The Middle Ages (going part of the way is not the same as going the wrong way) Longer periods of time pass between Alberto’s contact with Sophie and between Hilde’s postcards from her father. And they stop coming by mail and pop up in all sorts of odd places. One day a postcard blows up against the kitchen window as she is fixing dinner. Then she gets a call from Alberto asking her to meet him at St Mary’s church early the next day. She spends the night at Joanna’s and then sneaks out early to go to the church. Alberto is dressed as a monk from the middle ages. Loved the description of the middle ages as 100 years being one hour on a clock – so that it was always the same Sunday (page 167). St Augustine - Greek philosophy carried over to the new age – he saw no contradiction between Christianity and Plato. And St Thomas Aquinas philosopher and theologian – Aquinas Christianized Aristotle in the same way that St Augustine Christianized Plato (page 177). Names (page 183): Hilde=Hindegard was a nun in Rhine valley – preacher, physician, botanist and naturalist. Sophie=Female side of God is in ancient Christian and Jewish belief is Sophia. Alberto=“Aquinas had a famous philosophy teacher called Albert the Great”. The Renaissance (O divine lineage in mortal guise)

From meeting Alberto at St Mary’s – Sophie dashes back to Joanna’s where she was supposed to be (she had sneaked out to church at 6:45am). Joanna’s parents have missed her – Sophie’s mother called for her – getting tricky to keep the deception going. Sophie returns home and takes a nap – she dreams of Hilde at home on a dock and Hilde’s dad coming home. Hilde drops her crucifix on the dock and when Sophie wakes – the crucifix is under her pillow. Hermes (dog) arrives in garden to have Sophie follow him to meet Alberto. Sophie follows Hermes to Old Town and Alberto’s house. When she gets there– she finds a postcard to Hilde from her father saying that Sophie is now meeting the philosopher at his house. Hilde’s father talks about the difference in time (page 190) – between generations, between different parts of the world, “have you ever thought that the history of Europe is like a human life? Antiquity is the childhood of Europe.” Alberto is dressed in Renaissance costume . Alberto and Sophie talk about the cheap tricks that Hilde’s father plays – putting Hilde’s lost things where Sophie can find them – scarf, crucifix, postcards, etc. “he gets more and more audacious. I wouldn’t be surprised if he isn’t using us as a kind of birthday diversion for his daughter.” (page 191) Alberto’s top floor apartment is full of antiquities. He points out three things – compass, ancient firearm, incunabulum (which means cradle – it is a book printed in the cradle days of printing). These are the key discoveries/preconditions to the Renaissance compass-navigation, weapons- military superiority over American and Asiatic cultures, printing-spreading of new ideas. Age of Empirical Method (observation, experience and experiment). Alberto calls Sophie “Hilde” several times. Sophie finds ten crowns ($) that she needs for bus ride home (turns out later that this was another trick of Hilde’s father).

Baroque (such stuff as dreams are made)
Sophie sees someone from Norwegian UN Battalion is killed on TV and is upset. The story of Alberto (teaching her about philosophy) and his dog Hermes comes out (to her mother). Sophie keeps quiet about Hilde and Hilde’s father. Instead she says that it is Alberto’s brother that is in UN Battalion and that is why Sophie is so interested/worried. Sophie’s philosophical thinking comes out more and more in her school work. Her teachers are interested in where she is learning this – as it is NOT taught in school. Postcard to Hilde shows up at Sophie’s school. Sophie finds another one in the same spot where the ten crowns $ had been and in it he talks about Hilde’s losing ten crowns and how someone that needed it might have found it and then lost another ten crowns that someone else needed (Sophie). Alberto is in another costume (wig, lace) for richer Baroque age. ‘Carpe diem – seize the day’ and ‘memento mori – remember you must die’ (page 223). Shakespeare had one foot in the Renaissance and the other in Baroque (wrote about 1600) (page 225) Alberto has 1st edition copy of “Descartes philosophical essays published in 1637 in which is famous Discourse on Method originally appeared.” And a small casket (box) with a collection of lenses for eye glasses.(page 222)

Descartes (he wanted to clear all the ruble off the site)
Direct line of descent from Socrates and Plato via St Augustine to Descartes (page 230)

“reason is the only path to knowledge”
“Cogito, ergo sum” – I think, therefore I am. (page 235)
Alberto introduces Sophie to a PC and she types in and asks about herself and Hilde and then Major Albert Knag writing pops up on the screen and he wishes Hilde a happy birthday. Alberto erases him but says “it’s impossible to say where he’ll turn up next time.” (page 242). Sophie wants to find the Major – Alberto says it is impossible.

Spinoza (God is not a puppeteer)
Spinoza belonged to a Jewish community in Amsterdam – excommunicated for heresy. “He believed that Christianity and Judaism were only kept alive by the rigid dogma and outer ritual. He was the first to apply what we call is historico-critical interpretation of the Bible.” (page 244) Alberto offers Sophie a banana and when she peels it there is a happy birthday to Hilde written inside. Sophie questions whether “he is the one putting words in our mouths.” (page 252)

Locke (as bare and empty as a blackboard before the teacher arrives)
Sophie’s mother insists on meeting Alberto. Sophie ends up showing her the first part of the Athens VHS tape to show him to her mother. Her mother says that Alberto looks very much like the major that lived in the cabin. They talk about the similarities in the names Knox and Knag. Sophie gets more birthday cards for Hilde but none for herself. Hermes (dog) says “happy birthday, Hilde” to Sophie (page 256). Descartes and Spinoza were both rationalists (believes strongly in the importance of reason) Locke (page 259) Essay Concerning Human Understanding published 1690 – where we get our ideas from and whether we can rely on what our senses tell us. And division of powers in government. Hume (commit it then to the flames)
Age of Enlightenment
(page 266) “Hume wanted to investigate every single idea to see whether it was compounded in way that does not correspond to reality. “

Berkeley (like a giddy planet round a burning sun)
(Remember it is Berkeley in the portrait at the Major’s cabin)
Sophie looks out Alberto’s window and sees a plane with a banner that says “happy birthday Hilde” flying by. Alberto says it looks like there is going to be a storm. Sophie says she’ll take the bus home. Alberto says that he hopes the Major is not behind this (the storm) too. Sophie says “He’s not God Almighty, is he?” (page 278) About Berkeley - Alberto went on “Material reality was not the only thing Berkeley was questioning. He was also questioning whether time and space had any absolute or independent existence. Our own perception of time and space can also be merely figments of the mind. A week or two for us need not be a week or two for God…”(Page 281)

Alberto tells Sophie “For us – for you and me – this ‘will or spirit’ that is the cause of everything in everything could be Hilde’s father.”…and Sophie says “Are you saying he’s been a kind of God for us?” and Alberto replies “To be perfectly candid, yes. He should be ashamed of himself!” (page 281) Sophie runs all the way home in a terrible storm – her mother runs out to hug her – her mother cries “What’s happening to us, little one?” - “I don’t know” Sophie sobbed “It’s like a bad dream.”

Bjerkely (an old magic mirror Great-grandmother had bought from a Gypsy woman)
Point of view switches to include Hilde. It is the day of her 15th birthday. The answers to many things about Sophie are understood. Sophie’s garden is at Hilde’s house. THE Mirror hangs above Hilde’s Grandma’s old dresser. “Many years ago her father had joked about not being able to wink at your own reflection with both eyes at the same time, except in this brass mirror.” Captain’s cabin is her father’s studio down by the lake. When Hilde was small – she is the one that didn’t pull the boat all the way up. When it was adrift in the lake, she was the one that felt embarrassed.

The Enlightenment (from the way needles are made to the way cannons are founded)
So now – for the rest of the book – it is both parts/viewpoints. Hilde knows about Sophie as Hilde reads the book that her father wrote and sent her for her birthday. (SIDE NOTE: Literally – Hilde is reading this same book that I am holding reading). Hilde very much has the feeling that Sophie EXISTS (outside of the book). It is like two parallel worlds – and there are mysteries in this - for example – the severe storm that raged in both worlds – when Hilde’s father had all ready written it into Sophie’s world – but it happened in Hilde’s world too. And Hilde’s missing crucifix – Hilde didn’t realize it was missing – but her mother did and mentioned it to the father – but now the mother can’t find it either – and remember Sophie found it under her pillow.

Hilde’s dad writes in background information on the UN.
Alberto and Sophie continue their studies – even though Alberto says (page 305-6) that “It may turn out that we ARE thoughts, and that is quite different from thinking. We have good reason to believe that we have merely been invented by Hilde’s father as a kind of birthday diversion for the major’s daughter from Lillesand.” Alberto tells Sophie that he is working on a ‘trick’ for them to find their own free will. (page 306-7)

KANT (the starry heavens above me and the moral law within me)
Hilde’s dad calls on the phone to wish her a happy birthday and Hilde says that she feels a little sorry for Sophie. Hilde feels like she is IN the picture of the house (looking out) that is hanging in the Captain’s Cabin. Hilde’s dad writes in background information on the UN. Kant and Hume are talked about (back and forth) in this chapter – it is a LONG chapter. Hilde’s father writes in a sea serpent (in the lake), Little Red Ridinghood and Winnie-the-Pooh into Sophie and Alberto’s lesson at the cabin.

Romanticism (the path of mystery leads inwards)
Hilde is still reading her book. Sophie is planning a Philosophical garden party for her birthday. And in the lesson is the story – “Novalis became engaged to a 14 year old girl. She died 4 days After her 15th birthday, but Novalis remained devoted to her for the rest of his short life.” (page 344). Her name was Sophie and (our) Sophie wonders about the coincidence because of the name and the fact that she is 15 + 4 days. Alberto tells her not to worry as there are many more chapters to finish and nothing will happen until the Major is finished writing. Aladdin stops by the cabin – rubs his lamp and the Major appears to wish Hilde one more happy birthday. Alberto and Sophie plan to contact Hilde by the fact that the Major is typing half asleep and has no correction fluid, so they can contact Hilde and he can’t do anything about it. They consider convincing Hilde to run away. And they consider that while the Major sits in Lebanon typing about them – someone else might be sitting somewhere typing about HIM typing about them. That he might only be a character in a book too.
Hegel (the reasonable is that which is viable)

Hilde feels that her father is being a rascal in how he is treating Sophie and Alberto. Hilde devises a plan to get even with her father – a trick of her own. (page 366-7) “Hegel says that the world spirit returns to itself in 3 stages. By that he means that it becomes conscious in 3 stages. “ subjective spirit (individual ) and objective spirit (family, civil society, and the state) and absolute spirit (art, religion, and philosophy). And Sophie asks Alberto if his statement “that philosophy is the mirror of the world spirit” has something to do with the mirror and Alberto says yes – but only Hilde knows what it means.

Kierkegaard (Europe is on the road to bankruptcy)
Hilde works on her plan to surprise/trick her dad when he is on the way home. Alice (in Wonderland) knocks on the cabin door and gives Sophie two bottles (to drink from). Red makes everything appear as one – pantheism or idealism. Everything as one big ego (page 371). A sip from Blue and every individual things is a wonder – this is individualism . Sophie has to take small sips from both to balance things out again. (side note: I loved this)

Marx (a spectre is haunting Europe)
Hilde takes action on her plan to trick her father – by calling friends/relatives in Copenhagen and asking them to do something. Joanna and Sophie make preparations for the philosophical garden party. Alberto works on his secret plan to work ‘between the lines’ of the fictional reality that the major is writing. Sophie meets Ebenezer Scrooge (rich ) and the matchstick girl (poor) on her way to learn about Karl Marx.

Darwin (a ship sailing through life with a cargo of genes)
Hilde wakes up in her bed – contemplating what it would be like if she woke in a different place or a different time. Noah (ark) knocks on the cabin door and gives Sophie a picture of all the animals he saved. “Naturalistic scientist will exclusively rely on natural phenomenon” – applies to Marx, Darwin and Freud (page 401).

Freud (the odious egoistic impulse that had emerged in her)
Hilde has to go ‘row’ vigorously to calm down she loved that everything in the binder was written for her (by her dad) but she did NOT like how he was treating Sophie and Alberto.

“She could not fathom that they were no more than ‘electromagnetic impulses’ in her father’s brain.” (page 424). “She could not accept that they were only paper and printer’s ink from a ribbon in her father’s portable typewriter. “ Knock at the cabin door and it is The Emperor (stark naked). Lesson on Freud. Alberto asks Sophie to create a diversion on the way home so that the Major’s attention is on her and Alberto can work on his plan.

Our Own Time (man is condemned to be free)
Sophie sings and dances and yodels on the way home. She climbs a high tree and can’t get down. A goose comes to help her. Goose slaps Sophie and she shrinks down to the size of her thumb. Climbs on gooses back and goose flies her home. Goose wishes that they had time to fly through the whole history of philosophy. Later Alberto and Sophie meet in town to talk about “our own time”. A time of communication by computer – no longer have to travel. And Alberto shows Sophie hundreds of books in a book store about telepathy, astrology, ESP – that do not contain one bit of genuine experience – that map a landscape that does not exist. And Alberto takes Sophie back to the philosophy section of the store and shows her a book called “Sophie’s World”. She heads for home with the book under her arm.

The Garden Party (a white crow)
The party turns into a sort of circus – demonstrators carrying signs about the UN, people throwing fireworks, throwing things on the roof, exploding the cake, having sex under the bushes, crashing cars into trees and in the chaos – Sophie and Alberto escape.

Counterpoint (two or more melodies sounding together)
Hilde finishes the book and can’t believe that her father wrote that last chapter. “Was it just to demonstrate his power over Sophie’s world?” (page 479) Sophie and Alberto go to Bjerkely to see what happens when the Major returns. Every day humans can’t see/hear them but other characters that have escaped from books can – they belong to the world of the invisible people. (page 491). The Major on his way home – finds notes, and envelopes and directions where ever he goes – Hilde is directing his world all the way home like he directed Sophie’s.

The Big Bang (we too are stardust)
Sophie is able to make Hilde feel her presence very slightly. Sophie unties the rowboat so it is floating freely once again. Sophie and Alberto are free to go wherever they like. The whole situation has flipped – it started out as Hilde and her dad ‘reading’ about Sophie’s World and now Sophie and Alberto can observe theirs like they are reading it.

Thursday, January 10, 2013

What's in my yoga bag

If you are someone who carries one yoga mat (and that is it) into class, been there, done that. I understand and was at that point once upon a time.



I am in a wide variety of classes on a weekly basis.

I am at studios where props are used in every class.

I leave all the supplies (shown below) in my car trunk 100% of the time.  I simply grab what I need for each class.

I take my Kleen Kanteen into every class. Most of the time, by the end of each class, I have finished one full Kanteen.

I take my phone (on silent) into each class.

In the winter, I wear my boots and then take clean shoes (to change into) for free weights and stations.


For the rest of my supplies -


The simplest class is circuit/stations. For that class, I only take in my beach towel and my strap. I pull them out of my yoga bag and then replace them immediately after class. I use the beach towel under my knees in a lot of stations. Sometimes I use it to prop the back of my butt for better posture. Often at the end of class, there are more people than mats for stretching. I can either sit or lie on my beach towel (folded in half length wise my head and torso and butt fit just fine and it offers a bit of padding from the floor). I use the strap at the end of class to stretch my hamstrings in order to protect my lower back.








The next simplest classes are free weights and Pilates. I take the same supplies into these separate classes. All these supplies fit in my yoga bag (very old, no longer available, originally from Target).




In my yoga bag are the beach towel and strap (shown above).



Also included (in my yoga bag) are my mats. One is full length and the other is half length. When rolled they are exactly the same size in my bag, side by side.





The full length, lighter blue mat is the thinnest I have ever seen. It is 1/8 thick and has a lot of traction. It is a gripping type of mat that prevents slipping. The other, half mat that is more of a royal blue is 1/4 thick. (It started as a full size mat that I cut in half with my kitchen scissors. I gave the other half to one of the women in my free weights class.)  I use it under my hands and knees in free weights class. I fold it in half and then half again and put it under my hands for tricep dips in table stance. I use the half mat under my torso when we are on our sides in Pilates to protect my hip. When I am flat on my back or on my front or on my feet, I do not use the extra padding, I only use the thin mat. 





In the very bottom of my yoga bag are supplies that I sometimes need in free weights or Pilates and a pair of emergency socks.






In the pocket of my yoga bag are other supplies - tissues, foot moisturizer for after class, rescue inhaler, pad, chap stick and hair ties. My hair is not long enough for hair ties, but I keep them there for other people's hair emergencies (sometimes my own girls are with me).






All of those things (show above), stay in my yoga bag.




When I am going to a regular yoga class, I add my two yoga blankets to my bag. I use them (in some form) in every yoga class (under me in shoulder stand so my neck is extended and protected, as a wedge under the back of my butt for improved posture, etc).








For my 1 1/2 hour relaxation class on Sunday nights, I take in my yoga bag, my blankets and also my own bolsters.

My yoga bag, with the blankets, goes over my right shoulder. I can carry all three bolsters in my left arm/hand, that leaves my right arm free for carrying my Kleen Kanteen by its loop, opening doors and signing in at the desk. My car fob is around my neck. My phone is either in my pocket or my bra.  

The class is often crowded, there are not always enough studio supplies for everyone. My bolsters are old, but still very firm. The studio bolsters have lost a lot of their support. I am more comfortable with my face on my own bolsters instead of on studio bolsters where faces, bare feet and clothed butts have been for years.





Wednesday, January 09, 2013

My books - Son (2012) by Lois Lowry

Amazon (very kindly) sent a note to me last summer/fall which said -
Did you know Lois Lowry is publishing Son?

Amazon went on to explain that Son is the fourth in The Giver series.

The Giver is a Newberry winner.

Gathering Blue and The Messenger are numbers two and three.

All three kids and I have read/love the first three books in this series.


These (four, Lowry books) are about Dystopian societies on the same planet, at the same (general) time.

Other examples of Dystopian literature include Fahrenheit 451 (1953) by Ray Bradbury, A Clockwork Orange (1962) by Anthony Burgess, Unwind (2007) by Neal Shusterman, The Hunger Games (2008) by Suzanne Collins, The Drowned World, Crash, and The Drought by J. G. Ballard, Worldshaker (2009) by Richard Harland, Divergent (2011) and Insurgent (2012) by Veronica Roth, Wool (2012) by Hugh Howey.

Both girls have read all the Hunger Games books, loved them. Both my girls read Divergent and Insurgent over Christmas break. They both thought Divergent was most excellent (better than Hunger Games). They were both disappointed at the ending of Insurgent. They both are awaiting publication of the third next year.


I preordered two copies of Son for the youngest and middle for Christmas.

By the time they came in November, it was a very welcome surprise (I had forgotten).

Youngest reread The Giver over Christmas break to refresh her mind  (it had been a long time since she read that one, she read the other two more recently).

She is still in the midst of Son.

I asked her what she thought. And she said that she started Son and then realized she wanted to reread The Giver because she had an idea who it (I guess the son) was. She also said that Son is a bit like the others where one almost has to read it twice and also have nice discussions on it.

Middle will have it done shortly if she doesn't already.

I have already downloaded Son from Audible.

I will listen when I have an extra few days here or there between book group assignments.

Wednesday, January 02, 2013

my books - The Language of Flowers: A Novel (2012) Vanessa Diffenbaugh

Wiki on the term "language of flowers":
The language of flowers, sometimes called floriography, was a Victorian-era means of communication in which various flowers and floral arrangements were used to send coded messages, allowing individuals to express feelings which otherwise could not be spoken. This language was most commonly communicated through tussie-mussies (small flower bouquets), an art which has a following today. The nuances of the language are now mostly forgotten, but red roses still imply passionate, romantic love and pink roses a lesser affection; white roses suggest virtue and chastity and yellow roses still stand for friendship or devotion. Also commonly known meanings are sunflowers, which can indicate either haughtiness or respect – they were the favorite flower of St. Julie Billiart for this reason.

"Be like the sunflower that follows every movement of the sun, and keep your eyes always turned towards our good God."
St. Julie Billiart



NPR on the novel:
Victoria Jones is often sullen, silent and hostile, but she learns to communicate through flowers. Vanessa Diffenbaugh's debut novel tells the story of this woman, who struggles to overcome her troubled childhood spent in a series of foster homes.



Random House said:
The Language of Flowers, Vanessa Diffenbaugh’s mesmerizing, moving, and elegantly written debut novel, beautifully weaves past and present, creating a vivid portrait of an unforgettable young woman whose gift for flowers helps her change the lives of others even as she struggles to overcome her own troubled past.
“A deftly powerful story of finding your way home, even after you’ve burned every bridge behind you. The Language of Flowers took my heart apart, chapter by chapter, then reassembled the broken pieces in better working condition. I loved this book."
Jamie Ford, author of Hotel on the Corner of Bitter and Sweet.



Middle and I both read this book. We really enjoyed it.

It is a first novel for Diffenbaugh, who as a foster system mother who went on to adopt one of her foster kids, had a message she wanted to share.

Middle and I have known foster families.

We have seen the court system over compensate for birth moms to the (ultimate) detriment of kids.

Even though I was never in the foster system, I related in many ways to this book. Far too many school changes, far to many beds, far too much instability for a kid to handle.

I could see how attachment disorder happens and then colors life.

Tuesday, January 01, 2013

My books from 2013

Around the World in 80 Days (1873) by Jules Verne

 Atonement (2001) by Ian McEwan

Cutting for Stone (2009) by Abraham Verghese

Far from the Madding Crowd (1874) by Thomas Hardy

The Good Earth (1931) by Pearl S. Buck

Hotel on the Corner of Bitter and Sweet (2009) by Jamie Ford

House of the Seven Gables (1851) by Nathaniel Hawthorne

The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks (2010) by Rebecca Skloot

Kidnapped (1886) by Robert Louis Stevenson

King Lear (1603-1606) by William Shakespeare

The Language of Flowers: A Novel  (2012) by Vanessa Diffenbaugh

The Lemon Tree: An Arab, a Jew, and the Heart of the Middle East (2006) by Sandy Tolan

Life of Pi (2001) by Yann Martel

Light Between Oceans (2012) by M.L. Stedman

Lolita (1955) by Vladamir Nabokov

Moby Dick (1851) by Herman Melville

My Antonia (1918) by Willa Cather

Oliver Twist (1838) by Charles Dickens

One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich  (1962) by Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn

O Pioneers! (1913) by Willa Cather

The Portrait of a Lady (1881) by Henry James

Reading Lolita in Tehran: A Memoir in Books (2003) by Azar Nafisi

The Red Pony (1937) by John Steinbeck

The Scarlet Letter  (1850) Nathaniel Hawthorne

This Side of Paradise (1920) by F. Scott Fitzgerald

Son (2012) by Lois Lowry

The Song of the Lark (1915) Willa Cather

Sophie's World (1991) by Jostein Knox

State of Wonder (2011) by Ann Patchett

Tender is the Night (1934) by F. Scott Fitzgerald

A Tree Grows in Brooklyn (1943) by Betty Smith

Things Fall Apart (1958) by Chinua Achebe

Their Eyes Were Watching God (1937) by Zora Neale Hurston

The Woman in White (1860) by Wilkie Collins