It was a great pleasure to read this book by Dzvinka Matiyash. I recommend it, it’s a wonderful work, written emotionally and, in my opinion, poetically. Even if you don’t like Ukrainian, you should try to read it anyway.
In the meantime, I’ll start reading “Stories of Roses, Rain and Salt”.
I read “Notes of a Ukrainian Madman” by Lina Kostenko. Excellent, I didn’t even expect to like it. Now I’m thinking what to read next: “A Requiem for November” by Dzvinka Matiyash or “Raven” by Vasyl Shkliar. But I don’t have either book yet, and it’s unlikely that I could buy them here.
Yesterday I finished “The Idiot” by Dostoyevsky. Impressions are twofold, it was a bit easier to read than “Crime and Punishment”, but in general I did not like it. I haven’t decided what to read next, and I won’t have much time for books in the near future.
Read it. Wonderful book: funny cases, interesting stories and thoughts. Much of what was said is still relevant today, and some things even have gotten worse:
One other thing I could never get them to do was to ask questions. Finally, a student explained it to me: “If I ask you a question during the lecture, afterwards everybody will be telling me, ‘What are you wasting our time for in the class? We’re trying to learn something. And you’re stopping him by asking a question’.” It was a kind of oneupmanship, where nobody knows what’s going on, and they’d put the other one down as if they did know. They all fake that they know, and if one student admits for a moment that something is confusing by asking a question, the others take a highhanded attitude, acting as if it’s not confusing at all, telling him that he’s wasting their time.
A few days ago, at the suggestion of a friend, I read “Jonathan Livingston Seagull” by Richard Bach. It’s a wonderful thing, I’m still under the impression.