
Calculus in the Congo
Adventures while Teaching and Traveling on the African Continent
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Jashanananda
I type "International Teaching Jobs" on the Google search line and find several sites, but I decide on one particularly useful site for which I pay a slight fee, and I find myself looking at a long list of teaching jobs all over the world. "Anything in Latin America," my wife asks, coming in to the room. "No, but here's one in the Congo." "Africa!?" "Yea, really. They want a calculus teacher! I can do that!" "Okay," Chantal says tentatively. "If you want." I hit the submit button and my resume is off across the world.
What follows are four action-packed years of living, working and traveling in sub-Saharan Africa.
This book chronicles the first year and a half of these adventures, including the day-to-day life of a teacher at The American School of Kinshasa from 2005-2007 who deals with a marginal infrastructure, the everyday challenges of living in a war-torn third-world country, and adventures in Zimbabwe, South Africa, Mozambique and Ethiopia.
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At the outset the author issues a disclaimer which I appreciated. Obviously, conversations of years prior couldn’t be cited, but he explained he reconstructed and included them as explanatory material. I can abide fiction when it is not portrayed as real.
Also appreciated is the total lack of profanity.
Oftentimes the writing seems to be just a step above amateurish. Most notable is the overuse of attributions. For example, when conversations are cited, one hears sequences of, “…” she said, followed by “…he replied.” Of course, some of this is necessary, but I found it wearying in situations where there are only two people involved. If he says something to her, I know who is responding, hence see no need for a “she said.”
Another minor irritant was the author’s frequent use of “I thought to myself.” I presume he didn’t think to someone else. Maybe “I thought” would suffice.
I could abide these things. What bothered me most was hearing the book read in what seemed like an echo chamber. Worse, there was continual low-volume droning underlying the reading. What purpose does that serve?
Finally, with the advent of the second song sung by the author, I’d had enough. Had I read the book instead of listening to it, I might have finished it.
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loved this book. great reading by author
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