Ten Unread Books on My Shelves That I Want To…Plan To…WILL…Read.

If you are new here, you will discover that the books I am most passionate about are the ones which are in translation. The books that have been translated from their original language into English offer me perspectives and insights that I do not often find in books which are typical best sellers in the States. Books in translation give me a virtual trip, a true escape, and for all of these reasons, I reach for them over and over. Here are some of the ones I’ve most recently purchased, but laid aside as I read the longlist for the International Booker Prize 2024 longlist:

(Clicking on the image will take you to the publisher’s link for each title.)

Might I add that I am particularly eager for Her Side of The Story by Alba De Cespedes, above, as Forbidden Notebook by her “ticked all my boxes”. 

Have you read any of these? Have you even heard of any of these? You can be sure I’ll write about them at some point on my blog, if any seem to particularly catch your interest.

Find Top Ten Tuesday links for this topic here.

Sunday Salon for April 21, 2024

It is gorgeous here, in Illinois. So often, Spring is gone in an instant, overcome by rain or freezing temperatures. But, this year I am relishing the daffodils, the tulips, the Redbuds, and the Bradford Pear trees. Everything is a harbinger of hope, and fresh beginnings; no wonder April 1 was once the start of the New Year.

I have a new beginning myself, returning once again to Blogger. Wordpress said I was out of space, and so I came back to where it all began in 2006. This time, there are no old posts, only new ones yet to be written.

We had dinner with my son last night, in his new apartment. He cooked us Wild Caught Salmon, and grass-fed beef, with a side of stir fried vegetables. This son of mine, now age 33, brings to fruition this verse: “Train up a child in the way he shall go, and when he is old he will not depart from it.”  ~Proverbs 22:6 I struggled to believe this when he was in High School.

I have so enjoyed the 1937 Club this week. There are many books I did not get to, such as Ali and Nino by Kurban Said, or The Nutmeg Tree by Margery Sharp. I wanted to reread The Hobbit, and On The Banks of Plum Creek. But finishing the longlist for the International Booker prize longlist has taken precedence, and I was lucky to squeeze in How Then Do You Live? by Genzaburo Yoshino.

I’m off to read the reviews written for books published in 1937, left on Kaggsy’s site, as well as other posts for the Sunday Salon. May your new week be as beautiful as it is here.

How Do You Live? by Genzaburo Yoshino, translated from the Japanese by Bruno Navasky (#1937 Club)

 

I am coming in hot, with only a day to spare, for the 1937 Club this week. Having finished all that I can of the International Booker Prize 2024 longlist, it was a lovely thing to open How Do You Live? Published in 1937, it is a Japanese classic written for young readers. 

“Academy-Award winning animator Hayao Miyazaki (Spirited Away, My Neighbor Totoro, Howl’s Moving Castle) has called it his favorite childhood book and announced plans to make it the basis of his expected final film.” -inside cover flap

Like all the best books written for children, this book is perhaps more appreciated by adults. I remember opening A Wrinkle in Time when I was 12, and again when I was 23, and how much more meaningful it was to me the second time around. This is not to say, of course, that these books don’t strike us profoundly in our formative years.

Neil Gaiman writes, in his forward, that if had been given it as a small boy, he “would have found it puzzling or even dull: a book-length essay about how we live our lives, interrupted by the story of a pre-war schoolboy in Japan dealing with friendship and bullying, or a story about growing up, bravery, cowardice, social class and finding out who you are…In How Do You Live?, Copper, our hero, and his uncle are our guides in science, in ethics, in thinking. And in the way they take us, through a school story set in Japan in 1937, to the heart of the questions we need to ask ourselves about the way we live our lives.”

Those are very interesting topics to me:  being bullied, being brave, being a friend. They were as a child, they are now, for who isn’t looking for the best ways to live their lives?

Copper, nicknamed after Copernicus by his uncle, searches to find his way with his uncle’s help. Copper’s father has died, and he lives alone with his mother, but his uncle is a marvelous role model and friend. Through discussions and letters, he carefully considers how it is that we live. How, indeed, Copper can make wise choices.

Consider these quotes:

Even among adults, the human tendency is to think about things and form judgments with ourselves at the center remains deep-rooted.

No, when you are an adult, you will understand this. In the world at large, people who are able to free themselves from this self-centered way of thinking are truly uncommon…Most people slip into a self-interested way of thinking, become unable to understand the facts of the matter, and end up seeing only that which betters their own circumstances. (p. 21)

and this:

So when I see that you hate that which is low-minded, crude and prejudiced, and that you show respect for an honest, brave spirit - how shall I put it? That comes as a tremendous relief. (p. 45)

Well, I think you see my point. In between stories of Copper’s life, at school and with his friends, we read these beautiful lessons which cause me to think about my own life. How, then, am I living it? 

 

 Thanks to Kaggsy and Simon, who offer this week’s 1937 Club. 

 

April…the start of something fresh.

When Hobonichi released their April start planners, I was confused. Why start the year in April? And then I learned that Japan’s school year, as well as their fiscal year, begins in April to accommodate the needs of their agricultural sector.

For me, the start of the new year has always been September, since that is when the new school year begins in the States. But, I am perfectly willing to adopt a fresh beginning any time it is needed, and one of those times is now. 

I have been absolutely lousy at leaving comments on blogs. And, I have been sporadic, at best, in writing new posts. Since most of the space allotted to me for free at WordPress is now used up, I think the best thing to do is reach for a new beginning once again. Over here, where I began in 2006. 

You won’t find any of the old posts here. I’ve deleted them all, in an effort to truly begin anew. No more stories of my teaching days, or waiting for my son to come home at 3:00 a.m. We’re past that now, and I have new stories to tell. Like the new blooms in front of an old evergreen, it is time to blossom here. Again.

Welcome back.