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Ben Lomond and Ben Nevis background information about Loch Lomond, history, habitats and wildlife planning information for travel by car, train, bus or plane drop-down route map of the West Highland Way in six panels , in full colour, with 70 photographs rucksack-friendly and on rainproof paper. Planning extract pp Online review Amazon. Reviewed by Steven Smith. Bill Edwards of High Wycombe, October Comments from a reader after walking the Way This was my choice to take with me on my recent walk Margaret Watkiss, Stockport, Cheshire.
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Hundreds of shops and markets sorted by categories. Smart icons for easy orientation. I felt more informed and educated about the black experience after reading this book. I am thankful for the beauty of Camille's words and the power of her message. Aug 27, Danny Hesser rated it really liked it.
A mind for the subtle and not-so-subtle racism at work today, among us but also pervasive in our institutions, might approach that subject with a detached view and a historical breakdown. But as a black poet, meeting with other writers or engaging her wide audience in disparate places, as a mother of a precocious child, not unlike Dungy herself, she embeds us with the people she encounters, and that narrative makes her observations at once more personal and worthy of our own explorations.
We also get strong historical notes peppered into this story, as she makes a point to visit particular landmarks of our racist society in her sojourns, in places where it was propagated as well as where people took a stand. But often she is unexpectantly thrust into its reality, described aptly in the opening salvo, where seemingly well-educated fellow writers at a retreat display their ignorance. Dungy, as a student and teacher of writing, young in motherhood and brimming with discoveries about infant and then toddler daughter Callie — these are often the best flourishes — as a student of history and racism and nature, brings an ecological inquisitiveness to bear on her subjects.
Seemingly disparate things are interconnected through time and space. Black bodies have been commoditized and exploited, just as the natural world continues to be. Segregation itself required more resources, as she notes while in small-town Maine. In visceral and clandestine ways, we have constructed an elaborate society that continues to extract resources unsustainably. Black bodies, Native bodies, all manner of Living bodies, have been usurped, plundered, and re-named, in a way that channels their power to an elite class. Dungy hints at the murky water and undertow beneath the seemingly tranquil current of our progress.
In these moments her tentacular mind is on display. Or perhaps they have found voice in her poetics, implicitly or explicitly.
If there is power in naming, which Dungy suggests, then the recurrent phrases which she employs amplify and collect that power. Repetitions can be lyrical. The multitudes of people sold into slavery at Cape Coast Castle, Ghana, come at us in waves of phrases, syncopated, leading us and preparing us to understand. To say Eric Garner and Trayvon Martin is to echo those young men, so that their names will never dissipate, their deaths never forgotten.
There I was reminded of Claudia Rankine, in a piece where the names of young black males who have been killed slowly disappears into the white background. She runs in circles within the castle where so many, already taken from their homes and their families, were enslaved. Callie circumnavigates a room which served as portal through which thousands of men and women were sent to slaver ships; circling and circling, she later explains that this is one of her ways of dealing with fear.
She reclaims this strange, oppressive space, Dungy comes to understand, by running about, unfettered, unbound, free. Jul 07, Karen Ashmore rated it really liked it. A couple of years ago I traveled to Ft Collins to hear my longtime friend Edwidge Danticat speak before a large audience who had recently finished a citywide reading of one of her best selling books.
Afterwards, I was waiting for my ride and had a conversation with another woman sitting on one of the couches in the lobby. She said her name was Camille Dungy and was also a writer. I friended her on Facebook and was surprised to see she was an award winning poet. When this book of essays came out, A couple of years ago I traveled to Ft Collins to hear my longtime friend Edwidge Danticat speak before a large audience who had recently finished a citywide reading of one of her best selling books.
When this book of essays came out, I put it on my Holds list with the Denver library. I finally received it and enjoyed the prose but was at first puzzled by the history lessons interspersed within the stories. The book opened with a racist experience so I expected more racial analysis but read only an occasional recounting with not much in-depth analysis.
Much of the book was about her experiences as a traveling Mom and raising her daughter, which many mothers experience. She excelled in her writings about nature - walking thru the woods, being carried down a mountain after breaking her ankle on a hike, exploring Alaska and Ghana.
Not surprising, since I discovered she is most renowned for her poetry on nature. Recommend to mothers, nature lovers and those who appreciate good writing. Shelves: nonfiction. When samples started arriving, I wondered what it must be like to suffer a stillbirth or a sudden infant death and receive formula, unbidden, in the mail. For such parents, the engine of capitalism must propel an unyielding grief. These are ways human history cross-pollinates all my interactions. I appreciated the way Camille Dungy's Guidebook to Relative Strangers anecdotally covered an array of topics, but this element at times felt like the book's downfall: as a whole it oftentimes felt a bit directionless and downright random.
Although she attempted for the thread of continuity throughout to be her role as a mother both leading up to the birth of her daughter and then upon her daughter's arrival , in certain sections this seemed to be added in as a mere afterthought in attempt to ti I appreciated the way Camille Dungy's Guidebook to Relative Strangers anecdotally covered an array of topics, but this element at times felt like the book's downfall: as a whole it oftentimes felt a bit directionless and downright random.
Although she attempted for the thread of continuity throughout to be her role as a mother both leading up to the birth of her daughter and then upon her daughter's arrival , in certain sections this seemed to be added in as a mere afterthought in attempt to tie disparate reflections together. The focus on her daughter and motherhood is even highlighted in the opening lines of the book's own front flap summary: "As a working mother whose livelihood as a poet-lecturer depended on travel, Camille T. Dungy crisscrossed America with her daughter, intensely aware of how they are seen, not just as a mother and child, but as black women.
While her daughter is frequently featured and mentioned, to say that their travels serve as the crux of the book's content is simply untrue.
Aside from this frustrating ambiguity, from a reader's perspective it felt like Dungy focused on certain stories for slightly too long, which I particularly felt in the "A Good Hike" and "Differentiation" chapters. The inclusion of them felt like an unnecessarily long-winded attempt to derive meaning from otherwise quotidian experiences that tied very little into the collection's overarching themes.
While I valued and could deeply relate to a number of Dungy's reflections in the book, I feel that the content would have been better served if A Guidebook to Relative Strangers was simply presented as a book of essays, instead of as a collection erroneously tied together by a common thread.
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In the end, this skewed portrayal was a fatal flaw that took away from my overall enjoyment of the stories and reflections Dungy presented. Lines and passages of note: "When you belong, you can overlook the totality of otherness, the way that being other pervades every aspect of a person's life I was thinking about how race directs the course of all my actions. My taste in films, who I befriend, the things I choose to write about, all are influenced by the particular position or number of positions I occupy in American culture.
My otherness manifests itself in what I eat, what I watch, what I read, what lipstick I can wear, where I can walk unmolested. I had left a sense of comfort and freedom there that surpassed any happiness I'd known before. There is something undeniably relaxing about being phenotypically one of many or most rather than one of few if any. Perhaps it would be a more stable world if everyone could experience both the sensation of oneness and that of otherness a few times in life. A person who isn't reminded several times a day about the implications of the color of her skin has time to consider the implications of other things.
Having lived a life where my outsider status is called to my attention on a regular basis, it was a noted pleasure to blend into the crowd.
At breakfast one morning, several of the guests waxed delighted about how their rooms were cleaned regularly, "as if by fairies. So as to allow us time to create, our meals were cooked for us, our bathrooms scrubbed. We were invited, for the duration of our stay, to behave as if the mansion and its amenities were our own.
There is something about privilege that can place one in a position to erase the realities of others. Those weren't fairies pushing the vacuum cleaner and cleaning my tub.