finishing up ‘the power of one’
The Power of One is a fantastic book that I have been paging through for the past few weeks although it has been on my reading list for 3 years. Anton, when he was living in NZ, before he packed up and moved up to Iceland, had given me the book on my 25th birthday. For some reason or another I kept the book on the shelf and thought that some day I will read this book, but from the cover it didn’t jump out at me.
It’s a rather meaty read approaching greater than 500 pages, and I read in a very detailed manner, slowly taking in each sentence and exploring what it means, and all the little quirks about the writing style. There is much dialog in the book and at times the language switches to Afrikaans and sometimes to other African dialects. This adds for much curiosity to me because I love languages and the semantics of written language interest me the same way that (network) protocols work.
Suid-Afrika is on my list of places to visit. Ja, it is a place that I would really like to explore. As a child, I attended a broadway performance of Sarafina in NYC. This must have been in 1988 or so when the play first opened.
Originally published on truman.net. See the archived copy.