Three Cups of Tea: One Man's Mission to Promote Peace... One School at a Time
By: Greg Mortenson
I had a very hard time getting into this book. I admired what Mortenson was trying to do and how he kept pushing forward despite failure. The thing that held me back was the writing style. Long descriptions are written about eating all of the animal; however, I felt that it glazed over some key moments- like his descent down the mountain--the failed attempt at climbing K2, the reason for building the schools in the first place.
The way this book was written, made my mind wander into wild cartoony imaginations. When he describes his journey up the mountain, with all his belongings in the car and him sleeping on top- made me think of a Disney Hercules type character. Greg, too, was blonde and taller than most Afghani people. I picture the blonde Disney Hercules going up the mountain in this little cartoon-y car with crates and goats flying off. After that image- I had to put the book down for awhile because I know that what Greg Mortenson did was not a laughing matter.
A month later, I picked up the book again and pushed forward. The middle section read like a geography/history book- so I skimmed that. I did think the last 100 pages were the best part of the book, the 9/11 reaction to what Mortenson was trying to do. This part was written the most realistically with the descriptive parts highlighting the importance of his efforts.
The thing that I did not enjoy was the book neglected to mention his wife's reaction to his insane schedule, his midnight emails/phone calls to the other side of the world, his kidnapping, the fact that he was unable to get home directly after 9/11--the fact that he didn't want to come home, but finish the school on schedule, and the fact that he was gone for most of the year.
I just couldn't get into this book. Sorry for all you out there who loved it. I admire Mortenson for his ambition, determination, and desire to make the world better. I envy his ability to face his failures and do something.
"The enemy is ignorance." Perhaps it is because I know nothing about that part of the world, the people, customs, land, religion and daily life struggles- that I didn't like the book. It's because I don't know enough about what he is talking about.
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Me, Myself & I By Edward Albee
Characters:
OTTO | “28 or so, good looking, long hair, probably”, antagonist |
Otto | “OTTO’s identical twin, |
Mother | “60, plain, ample”, crazy?, can’t tell OTTO/ otto apart |
Dr. | “60, short, stocky”, psychologist |
Maureen | “25, pretty etc.”, cant tell OTTO/otto apart |
The Man/Father | “60, older version of the Ottos”, only appears only in the last act and says three sentences. |
Time: | present |
Setting: | “no naturalistic enclosures” |
Mode: | Antirealism |
Form: | Comedy |
Themes: - Finding identity. Neither Mother nor Maureen can tell OTTO and otto apart. Mother named them both Otto because they were identical. OTTO finds his true twin in a mirror reflection and names the reflection Otto. - Sanity versus insanity. - Escapism. OTTO just wants to get away and start over. - Family structure. Absent father; the sons hate the Dr. OTTO hates Mother for who she is; however, otto loves Mother. - Love/hate/forgiveness |
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Quotes:
OTTO | “I want to make trouble, because I want to make things even more complicated than they are around here, and then maybe I can get our of this whole mess- this family and everything” I. Pre-Scene. |
Dr | “Maybe everything would have been easier- the whole journey; not just what is going on now-maybe everything would have been easier if you hadn’t named them both Otto. (Out) She named them both Otto” I.i |
otto | “He said to me once he’d never do anything like that, date an identical, that it was hard enough knowing who he was. ‘We’re special,’ he said. ‘Of course we’re special,’ I said, ‘we’re twins.’ ‘Identical,’ he said, ‘and don’t forget that. We’re very, very special. Identical is more special than anything in the world.’ I.i |
OTTO | “For the longest time, when I would go there, when I looked I saw me standing there, and I thought It was a mirror image I saw. But I’d never dare to try to touch me, for fear… Dr: For fear? OTTO: (Pause, to Dr.) What? (Pause) For fear I didn’t exist. I suppose. Me and the mirror: neither one of us. (General again) But then finally! I realized it wasn’t my image I saw there; it was someone else. It was me identically; it was my real identical twin. Otto (desperate): It wasn’t me there! OTTO: No, it wasn’t you there. This was the real me. This was me-identically… This was my brother. My identical brother. I had my real brother—at last. ” II.vi |
OTTO | “I just thought that if I behaved bad enough you all wouldn’t mind my going away so much. I just had to get away. I couldn’t take it anymore—Ma and all. I just had to get out!” Conclusion |
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Their own Mother, after 28 years, still can’t tell the Ottos apart. She only knows that one of them loves her and the other does not. No wonder there is so much hostility in the family. The audience is recognized and talked to. The characters know that they are doing a play. Once the reader gets used to all the asides and direct addresses- it makes it easier to read. “Albee can be classified with theatrical experimenters whose work jumped the boundaries of American drama. His style embraces existentialism, abusurdism as well as the metaphysical. His plays tend to puzzle. While not easy "night out" fare they are also full of satirically witty and sharp dialogue. The Albee audience consists of those who value being challenged and appreciate theater that, if it existed, would fit into the School of Anti-Complacency. His failures at the box office are as well known as his critical successes. As described by the playwright himself his plays are" an examination of the American Scene, an attack on the substitution of artificial for real values in our society, a condemnation of complacency, cruelty, and emasculation and vacuity, a stand against the fiction that everything in this slipping land of ours is peachy-keen." http://www.curtainup.com/albee.html |
Playwright:
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Other Work:
1958 | The Zoo Story |
1959 | The Death of Bessie Smith |
1959 | The Sandbox |
1960 | The American Dream |
1961-62 | Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf?- Tony Award |
1964 | Tiny Alice |
1966 | A Delicate Balance- Pulitzer Prize (1966), Tony Award (1996) |
1971 | All Over |
1974 | Seascape –Pulitzer Prize (1974) |
1975 | Listening |
1975 | Counting the Ways |
1977-78 | The Lady from Dubuque |
1981 | The Man Who Had Three Arms |
1982 | Finding the Sun |
1986-87 | Marriage Play |
1991 | Three Tall Women- Pulitzer Prize (1991) |
1993 | Fragments |
1997 | The Play about the Baby |
2000 | The Goat or, Who is Sylvia?- Tony Award (2002) |
2001 | Occupant |
2004 | At Home at the Zoo (Homelife/The Zoo Story) |
2004 | Stretching My Mind: Essays 1960-2005 |
2007 | Me, Myself & I |
2009 | At Home At The Zoo |
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