i just finished another one of the 5 volume compilation of Maya Angelou's autobiography. I read I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings when i first started this job in about a week. and i just finished The Heart of a Woman. impressed is an understatement a half truth. both of these books offered the honest and embarassing rememberng of growing up black in the south and then living as a woman witha son in Harlem and Africa. at times it was very sad, honest, and dark but at others it was hopeful, funny, and promising.
i was just telling a friend of mine that its crazy the things ppl deal with on their own, have lived thru, etc that no one would ever know unless you took the time to read their story.
reading these novels, as historian, had me very excited to see the events that i have studied, envied, and wirtten about told by a first hand witness. i never knew she did all these things until now, and i hate that ive been a "fan" of her work for song and never knew her life. we have the other volumes at home, ill be chopping those up next no doubt.
xoxo
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