Etikettarkiv: #One Hundred and Eightyfirst Åsic

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Three Hundred and Eighty-First Asic – Nobel Prize in literature 2016, Part 3

 

Nobelpris_medaljWhen the Secretary of the Swedish Academy announces this year’s winner of the prestigeous Nobel Prize in literature, many of the bookmakers have been biting their nails for a few days. As always we also meet different experts who share their particular viewpoint, such as the literature critics invited to the studio at SVT today:

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Will this year’s winner be one of the favorites or not? I keep hoping for Joyce Carol Oates, year after year. I think the committee has put a spell on her for some reason, since she never seems to be good enough in the competition.

According to Swedish newspapers this year, for instance Dagens Nyheter (DN), names like Ngugi wa Thiong’o (Kenya), Bob Dylan (USA),  Ali Ahmad Said Asbar more known as Adonis (Syria) or Haruki Murakami (Japan) have been mentioned as possible winners.

Nobel Prize in literature 2016 goes to Bob Dylan for having created new poetic expression within the American Song Tradition

Now that we know the winner, I guess the hunt for books starts right away! Everyone likes to read the Nobel Prize winner in order to follow the debate… I would most certainly be one of them who would like to give my opinion for questions such as Is this good literature or not? Did you like this year’s winner? 

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Three Hundred and Eightieth Asic – Nobel Prize in literature 2016, Part 2

About a year ago I was eagerly waiting for the announcement of the Nobel Prize winner in literature for 2015. It turned out to be Svetlana Alexievich, an author I had never even heard of. I spent the next few weeks reading her books. I then wrote a few Asics on the topic and here is one of them:

The Last Witnesses: the Book of Unchildlike Stories written by the Belarusian Nobel Prize Winner of 2015, Svetlana Alexievich, tells another story than ”War Does Not Have a Woman’s Face”. This time Alexievich shows her excel by sharing hundreds of children’s memories from Belarus during the Second World War. I thought my reading ”War Does Not Have a Woman’s Face” would have prepared me for every surprising or somewhat appalling detail in The Last Witnesses: the Book of Unchildlike Stories but the fact is, I could not anticipate the way Alexievich had made the interviewed adults share so many exclusive moments from the past, filled with pain, horror and fear. Many of the children had been left behind by parents who either went to fight the enemy in the front army or in partisan groups and left their children with relatives. Many children were still in orphanages at the end of the war. Many parents never came back and their children still miss them:

”I’m already fifty-one, I am a mother myself, but I really do want a mother!” says one of the surviving children when interviewed by Alexievich.

What makes this book extraordinary is the way the author let short excerpts of longer interviews carry a few main topics that together form a war narrative we have never ever read before. The main topic is of course ”What happened in Belarus during the war?” however from a child’s point of view we rather see other topics, such as ”What happened to me when I lost my parents in the war?” or ”How could I survive although I didn’t have anything to eat except potato peels and grass?” and ”How could I survive and become an ordinary citizen after what I endured during the war?” What is even more interesting is that the reader is invited to read between the lines and make sense of all the narratives.

The Last Witnesses: the Book of Unchildlike Stories is close to the limit of what is bearable to read. One of the reasons why it gets under your skin might be that Alexievich has told the interviewed narrators to try and remember the way they thought when they were children. Obviously Alexievich succceeded since the narratives all seem to be told by children and not by adults remembering their childhood! From each narrator, Alexievich has found a central quote and the story is in a way interrupted by those quotes, changes topic quite often, but since the quotes are followed by the names of the narrator and their occupation as adults, the structure of the novel makes sense and the reader has a chance to a short glimpse of the adult reflection, too, since many of them end their narrative with a short comment about ”now”.

When reading the book, I think a lot of the many cups of tea that Alexievich must have had in the homes of the war veterans…and I also marvel about the way she has found something special in each narrative to tell us, however never repeating herself. Actually each narrator tells a completely unique story. They all share memories from the war from the point of view of a child, however the focus differ and thus a kind of quilt of stories takes form in my imagination. I read about personal loss, of fear, hunger, famine, children joining the army. I read about children who cannot go to school because they have to work in a factory or about children who don’t recognise their parents when they (if lucky enough!) meet them again after the war. But underneath the sad and depressing surface I also read about patriotism and pride, about never giving up and never revealing secrets to the enemy. The post war Belarus was completely destroyed and needed to be built up again and some of the narratives shared experiences from the postwar building up period when every survivor was needed, even the children.

But why would this book be necessary to read? The children suffered in so many different ways, but without the adult mind it was impossible for them to fully comprehend why there had to be a war. They needed to grow up in order to do so. We owe it to them to pass it on to next generation what a great loss they experienced when losing their parents, their childhood, their health and their innocence. Again, like when I wrote my previous book review: #This is a book that has to be read and spread!

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One Hundred and Ninetysecond Asic- Voices from Chernobyl: The Oral History of a Nuclear Disaster by Svetlana Alexievich- A Book Review

When Svetlana Alexievich gathered the material for her book Voices from Chernobyl  she made interviews with people who shared their experiences from the time of the explosion in the nuclear power plant. Sweden was the first country where high levels of radioactivity were first noted after the event in Chernobyl. Soon enough it was clear that the radioactivity was caused by another nuclear power plant than the Swedish.

I was nineteen 1986 and learned from authorities in our country that I ought to leave the berries from the forest and not fish and hunt if I lived on the east coast of Sweden. For all my life I had picked berries and made jam and enjoyed a lot of time in the forest. Now that was supposed to be dangerous and nobody knew whether activities outdoors would be dangerous, too. I remember being angry with the authorities in the Soviet Union for building a Nuclear Power Plant that was not safe enough. Svetlana Alexievich´s book remind us that the people who died to save the rest of us are our heroes. But did they have to die?

When we read Alexievich´s book we understand that authorities sometimes lied about the danger in order to get things done. They also used the military system as an excuse. When a young soldier refused to go to Chernobyl after knowing that he was supposed to clean the place from radioactive pollution, he was forced to go, or else he would be imprisoned or executed. The book is quite open with this and I now understand why the author has not always been welcomed by authorities in her country. I am however happy that she chose to write this book. When truth is revealed, it’s always easier to deal with the messanger, but this time the messanger got her story to be printed and spread, which is good for all of us.

According to the eye witnesses in Alexievich´s book and according to interviews made in different movies, such as the one I link to below, authorities did not inform the local inhabitants of the acute danger in the nearby area round the power plant and for the first 36 hours they did not even evacuate. The people in Pripyat, the closest town, could see the fire from a distance and they noticed that the smoke was blue and shiny. Locals were soon falling ill and had symptoms like headache, vomiting etc. At first the authorities let people go on with their lives as if this accident in the Nuclear Power Plant was not such a big problem. But as they realized the danger, they arranged for an evacuation, 36 hours after the explosion. They told people to pack for three days, but most of them have never had a chance to return to their homes in Chernobyl. Still many of the things are left behind, since they are contamined with radioactivity and lots and lots of things were actually buried in the ground.

Svetlana Alexievich´s book is quite dysthopic in a way. She writes in her foreword that she thinks that although the book deals with a part of our history, she claims it deals with our future. She starts off with a shared experience with a content I almost wish I hadn’t read. The first eye-witnessed story is from the widow of one of the firemen who died shortly after the explosion. We follow her and her husband as he ends up in a hospital in Moscow where he was taken secretly without his wife’s knowing. The widow does not spare a moment, but shares every horrific detail from his last days in life with all the strange symptoms and horrific wounds and thus my reading is already destined to go on until I have read the entire book.

Many of the stories are interviews or monologs where we notice how officers tell young soldiers to follow orders and when they do, they are forced to go into the evacuated zone to do the most disgusting jobs one can imagine. Afterwards they are changed and there is nothing they can do about it. Their health is ruined and although some of them earned some extra money or were decorated with medals, they paid with their health. Some of them speak as heroes and mean that without them the disaster had been worse, but some of them speak as victims and let us know that they regret their participation in the cleaning of the nuclear power plant area, since that has ruined their lives completely.

Page after page share the same feeling of lost future and dreams that will never come true, but also meet people with a stubborn will to stay in the area despite the danger. Many of the interviews show how the Chernobyl catastrophe actually made people in the area talk. They share their feelings and thoughts in a way they didn’t do before. The people who were evacuated live in a constant connection with their lost homes and the life they used to live in Chernobyl. By reading this book I became even more aware of the danger of nuclear power and also sadly aware of the impact in people’s life such a disaster causes. The book has to be read!

Please watch this documentary in case you need to fill in the gap concerning facts about what happened in Chernobyl in April 1986:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dS3WvKKSpKI
If you prefer reading, then please just follow this link:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chernobyl_disaster#Announcement_and_evacuation
 …or want to know more:

http://www.stralsakerhetsmyndigheten.se/In-English/About-the-Swedish-Radiation-Safety-Authority1/

 

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Etthundraåttioåttonde åseriet- De bästa böckerna år 2015

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Jag läste nyss en artikel från ”Vi läser” som handlade om vilka som varit årets bästa böcker under 2015. De intervjuade fick frågor om årets största läsupplevelse, om vilken bok som varit årets viktigaste och vilka böcker som inneburit en besvikelse för läsaren. Läs gärna vad de svarade här:

http://vilaser.se/aretsbastabocker2015/

För mig som är lärare kan ju ”läsår” betyda både det ena och det andra… 😉

…men just nu syftar jag på de böcker jag läst under år 2015. Trots en omfattande arbetsbörda har jag verkligen hunnit med att läsa mycket. Jag tror att jag har Storytel att tacka för det. Även tidigare lyssnade jag ofta på ljudböcker, men det var inte alls lika behändigt som nu. Det har varit bekvämt att kunna göra andra saker samtidigt medan en bra bok är sällskap i den där sysslan man ägnar sig åt.

Under det gångna året har jag läst på ett ganska systematiskt sätt. Till exempel har jag alltsedan ”Brobyggarna” av Jan Guillou kom ut, valt att låta den serien vila, eftersom jag inte kom längre än några sidor i ”Dandy” innan jag tappade intresset. Men 2015 var det som att jag bestämde mig för att om jag någonsin ska kunna läsa de andra böckerna i serien så MÅSTE jag ju ta mig förbi det som jag inte upplevde som fantastiskt med just Dandy. Lyckligtvis hade jag ändrat uppfattning och läsningen av boken innebar denna gång inget som helst motstånd. Snarare blev det som ett slags ”arbete” att lyssna på boken medan jag ägnade mig åt sådant som skulle göras i hemmet. Snart hade jag läst alla de utgivna delarna, ”Mellan rött och svart”, ”Att inte vilja se” och ”Blå stjärnan”. Det är ju helt omöjligt att säga att en av dem är ”bra” medan de andra i så fall skulle vara ”sämre”. Han skriver fantastiskt bra och innehållsrikt och en av de största fördelarna med Jan Guillou tycker jag är att jag upplever att jag kan lita på hans historieskrivning, helt enkelt för att jag har lyssnat på hans kommentarer om hur han går till väga när han arbetar. Nu väntar jag med spänning på nästa del…och nästa… Jag vill veta hur det går för de olika karaktärerna i bokserien.

En annan författare jag förstås fortsatte följa är min favoritförfattare Henning Mankell, som ju äntligen skrev uppföljaren till min favoritbok ”Italienska skor”. I ”Svenska gummistövlar” knyter han ihop säcken och vi får svar på de frågor vi hade om både Fredrik och Louise från den första boken. Jag är glad över att Mankell hann skriva den här boken, för den var viktig för mig. På höstkanten läste jag även ”Den orolige mannen” och ”Eldens hemlighet” med behållning, även om det finns andra böcker av författaren som jag uppskattat mer.

Eftersom ”alla andra” läste Fifty Shades of Grey av E.L James, gjorde jag det också. Jag förstår varför den fått så stor uppmärksamhet. Den var suggestiv och svår att lägga ifrån sig eftersom man ville se hur det skulle sluta. Filmen har jag däremot inte sett och den lockar mig inte heller. Jag är nog en typisk ”bokperson”. Bland andra böcker som skapat en eftertanke var t ex Leif GW Perssons ”Bombmakaren och hans kvinna”. Den var så verklighetstroget skildrad att man ibland glömde att den var en skönlitterär skapelse. Efteråt hade jag ibland svårt att komma ihåg ”att det inte hade hänt” det som ”hände” i boken. Bra jobbat, GW!

Just brott hängde jag kvar i när jag följde ett boktips från en vän. Hon hade läst ”Sju dagar kvar att leva” av Carina Bergfeldt och jag kände varken till boken eller författaren innan. Jag är glad att jag följde boktipset, för det gav mig en lång rad nyttiga insikter om både det ena och det andra. Bland annat innehåller boken en hel del fakta om det amerikanska rättssystemet och om kriminalvård i USA och hur den skiljer sig från den svenska modellen. Det, liksom de huvudsakliga livsöden som författaren fokuserade på, var den främsta behållningen med boken, tycker jag. Mycket läsvärd!

På sommaren när jag är ledig ägnar jag mig gärna åt tegelstenar. En sådan var ”Carthage” (”Kartago” på svenska) av Joyce Carol Oates, som jag läste på engelska för att läsning är ett så fint sätt att hålla igång ett språk. Just den här boken var, precis som så många andra av Carol Oates böcker, en riktigt härlig inre resa. Man får så många insikter genom att följa med henne i den berättelse hon just då presenterar. Det råkade vara ett lyckligt sammanträffande att jag helt nyligen hade läst Bergfeldts bok, eftersom jag direkt hade nytta av mina nyvunna kunskaper om kriminalvården. Så många av Carol Oates böcker har satt djupa spår i mig. Bland många kan jag nämna ”Det var vi som var Mulvaneys” och ”Mitt i livet” och ”Fallen”. Det är alltid värt besväret att kämpa lite i början när hon ”målar” sin miljö. Sedan kommer belöningen i den komplexa storyn. I år ville jag återigen att hon skulle få Nobelpriset, men NU i efterhand är jag glad att det verkligen blev Svetlana Aleksijevitj. Om två av hennes böcker har jag skrivit på engelska i #One Hundred and Eightyfirst Asic och i #One Hundred and Eightysecond Asic. Det kommer så småningom en tredje recension, också den på engelska.

Bland de böcker jag ändå vill lyfta fram speciellt kommer också Korparna av Tomas Bannerhed. Före 2015 hade jag aldrig hört talas om honom. Nu när jag har läst boken ”Korparna” kommer jag aldrig att glömma honom. Så underligt kan det vara! Har du endast tid att läsa EN enda bok, så måste det ändå få bli något helt annat, nämligen ”Inferno” av August Strindberg. Jag kan inte för mitt liv begripa varför jag inte har läst den långt tidigare, för typ trettio år sedan eller så! Den förklarar allt du inte har förstått om författaren. Allt!

 

 

 

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One Hundred and Eightysecond Asic- ”The Last Witnesses:the Book of Unchildlike Stories” written by Svetlana Alexievich (1985)

The Last Witnesses: the Book of Unchildlike Stories written by the Belarusian Nobel Prize Winner of 2015, Svetlana Alexievich, tells another story than ”War Does Not Have a Woman’s Face”. This time Alexievich shows her excel by sharing hundreds of children’s memories from Belarus during the Second World War. I thought my reading ”War Does Not Have a Woman’s Face” would have prepared me for every surprising or somewhat appalling detail in The Last Witnesses: the Book of Unchildlike Stories but the fact is, I could not anticipate the way Alexievich had made the interviewed adults share so many exclusive moments from the past, filled with pain, horror and fear. Many of the children had been left behind by parents who either went to fight the enemy in the front army or in partisan groups and left their children with relatives. Many children were still in orphanages at the end of the war. Many parents never came back and their children still miss them:

”I’m already fifty-one, I am a mother myself, but I really do want a mother!” says one of the surviving children when interviewed by Alexievich.

What makes this book extraordinary is the way the author let short excerpts of longer interviews carry a few main topics that together form a war narrative we have never ever read before. The main topic is of course ”What happened in Belarus during the war?” however from a child’s point of view we rather see other topics, such as ”What happened to me when I lost my parents in the war?” or ”How could I survive although I didn’t have anything to eat except potato peels and grass?” and ”How could I survive and become an ordinary citizen after what I endured during the war?” What is even more interesting is that the reader is invited to read between the lines and make sense of all the narratives.

The Last Witnesses: the Book of Unchildlike Stories is close to the limit of what is bearable to read. One of the reasons why it gets under your skin might be that Alexievich has told the interviewed narrators to try and remember the way they thought when they were children. Obviously Alexievich succceeded since the narratives all seem to be told by children and not by adults remembering their childhood! From each narrator, Alexievich has found a central quote and the story is in a way interrupted by those quotes, changes topic quite often, but since the quotes are followed by the names of the narrator and their occupation as adults, the structure of the novel makes sense and the reader has a chance to a short glimpse of the adult reflection, too, since many of them end their narrative with a short comment about ”now”.

When reading the book, I think a lot of the many cups of tea that Alexievich must have had in the homes of the war veterans…and I also marvel about the way she has found something special in each narrative to tell us, however never repeating herself. Actually each narrator tells a completely unique story. They all share memories from the war from the point of view of a child, however the focus differ and thus a kind of quilt of stories takes form in my imagination. I read about personal loss, of fear, hunger, famine, children joining the army. I read about children who cannot go to school because they have to work in a factory or about children who don’t recognise their parents when they (if lucky enough!) meet them again after the war. But underneath the sad and depressing surface I also read about patriotism and pride, about never giving up and never revealing secrets to the enemy. The post war Belarus was completely destroyed and needed to be built up again and some of the narratives shared experiences from the postwar building up period when every survivor was needed, even the children.

But why would this book be necessary to read? The children suffered in so many different ways, but without the adult mind it was impossible for them to fully comprehend why there had to be a war. They needed to grow up in order to do so. We owe it to them to pass it on to next generation what a great loss they experienced when losing their parents, their childhood, their health and their innocence. Again, like when I wrote my previous book review: #This is a book that has to be read and spread!

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One Hundred and Eightyfirst Asic-”War’s Unwomanly Face” written by Svetlana Alexievich (1985), A Book Review

”War’s Unwomanly Face” written by Svetlana Alexievich (1985),  is based on recorded witness testimonies and detailed analyses of an enormous material of interviews with female war veterans from Belarus. Each one of the women served the Soviet Union during the Second World War and find personal ways to share their stories. The stories are also very different from each other since the women all had different occupations, such as soldiers, farm workers, doctors, nurses, pilots, chefs etc. Very little from the eye witness testimonies is possible to connect to figures and places only, as usually when we read other historical data. Instead the shared memories all dig deeper into the unspoken question, what is human and what is not? We also meet emotional effects of war and mental problems, longterm health issues that the women suffer from in the aftermath of war. Was it worth it to serve the country during the war? If so, according to whom?

”War’s Unwomanly Face” reveal war reality as simply ugly, sad and extremely destructive. But it also share a completely new perspective since the usually male dominated genre of war stories, now consists of old women´s  stories and their sometimes shattered memories of the past.  The author has met with and listened to hundreds of women, at first unwillingly sharing memories from the past, knowing they may not be able to share without hurting themselves and the listener.  In their opinion so many of their memories are too difficult to tell….In their memories from the past we meet girls who lied about their age in order to serve the army, young girls, devoted to camrate Stalin, who never hesistated to give their lives for the future of their country. Young women who do not fully understand that the war may lead to death or to losing their friends and relatives. They welcome the sodliers marching by and they eagerly wait to serve the army themselves, not at all fully aware of the long term consequences.

Old women now, but young girls then, tell us how they never gave a second thought to their ambition to fight the enemy no matter what. They carried heavy weapons, dressed in uniforms way too big, since every equipment in the army was designed for men, not women. They experienced hardship in so many ways, but also shared the strength of comradeship, friendship and team work in impossible conditions. The women left their families, to join the army and more or less all of them recall how they during the war suffered from personal losses of friends and relatives who died or were wounded. They also experienced famine, fatigue and outbreaks of diseases. Many of their friends never returned from the war and the women who have shared their stories with Svetlana Alexievich all carry the heavy load of memories that are like a constant nightmare.

The Belarusian author Svetlana Alexievich never really hesitated whether this would be a necessary story to share or not. Others however, did… According to the author herself, people around her who read parts of the material, tried to convince her to erase some of the disgusting details and others even tried to talk her out of the whole project. They said; What could possibly be interesting with women participating in war?

”War’s Unwomanly Face” has made an everlasting impact on me! The many shared memories from female participants in the Second World War were so pure and realistic and told in such openhearted and individually different ways that one has to read on and on to learn more. Each one of the stories share a new angle of the war from a day to day basis and when you thought you had read the absolutely most disgusting part, there is another one, even worse. My imagination would never had reached as far as these true stories do.

#This book has to be read and spread!