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Dont Lets Go to the Dogs Tonight: An African Childhood
Picador (
03 January, 2003 )
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AN HONEST VERSION OF A PERIOD OF CHANGE IN SOUTHERN AFRICA  |
This look back at the life of the white farming community in Zimbabwe is a powerful recollection of a childhood that has left an indelible mark on the life of the authoress. The story, as seen through the eyes of a young girl, describes the tough existence of a white farming family living through the Rhodesian civil war as white rule draws to an inevitable close. The family fights against drought, war and financial instability but, as the book starkly portrays, still live in a style inconceivable for the non-white community. The fact that racism was officially sanctioned and existed within the majority of white households is not concealed but given the perspective of the growing child. Sadly, the family is cursed with the loss of three children out of five at young ages and the mother of the author finds solace through alcohol to relieve her mental anguish that such cruel misfortune has been wished on her. On a brighter note, the wildness, smells and colours of the African landscape are brought vividly to life throughout the book making the reader yearn for an opportunity to share such experiences and to bring into context the priveleged childhood described. The book is written in a style that makes you wish to finish it quickly and deserves to be re-read. It will serve as a worthy testemant to a period of time that was a true historical cross roads.
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a MUST read for all ex-Rhodesians |
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What a refreshing breath of fresh air this book proved to be. Being ex-Rhodesian and subsequently ex-Zimbabwean myself I must say it felt like being young again reading this book. The memories came flooding back. It felt closer to home, having myself been part of the farming community. Alas that has now been brought to its knees by a megalomaniac bent on his own personal crusade against some perceived threat from the very people who have been feeding the nation. Well Done BOBO!
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Perfectly embodies Africa  |
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A native of South Africa, I have travelled through surrounding areas like the French Congo, Botswana and Zambia. I currently reside in the US and the novel, Dont Lets Go to the Dogs Tonight: An African Childhood, stirred many memories of home. Fuller portrays the Africa of the time period beautifully. Her word choice is impeccable. I recall my mother reprimanding me for some uncouth comment by saying "sis man!" As Fullers characters say that and other familiar phrase, a native African can only smile. Dont Lets Go to the Dogs Tonight is a captivating read and I highly recommend it, especially to an African craving a little reminder of home.
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