20 12 / 2011

At our meeting this past Sunday, my book club members and I swapped books in a “Favorite Gift Book Exchange” during our Holiday Social. 
Above is a picture with a few us and our gifts.
Guess what I got?
The No. 1 Ladies Detective Agency.
Even though I’ve read it (and reviewed it here), I was happy to get a brand new copy of it since my copy was used and purchased from a library sale. I greatly enjoyed the book (and the HBO mini series), so I’m happy that I randomly got a book that I already know I love.
Which of my favorite books did I give away?
Sula, of course.

At our meeting this past Sunday, my book club members and I swapped books in a “Favorite Gift Book Exchange” during our Holiday Social. 

Above is a picture with a few us and our gifts.

Guess what I got?

The No. 1 Ladies Detective Agency.

Even though I’ve read it (and reviewed it here), I was happy to get a brand new copy of it since my copy was used and purchased from a library sale. I greatly enjoyed the book (and the HBO mini series), so I’m happy that I randomly got a book that I already know I love.

Which of my favorite books did I give away?

Sula, of course.

09 11 / 2011

"Mma Ramotswe had got out of the habit of a cooked lunch, except at weekends, and was happy with a snack or a glass of milk. She had a taste for sugar, however, and this meant that a doughnut or a cake might follow the sandwich. She was a traditionally built lady, after all, and she did not have to worry about dress size, unlike those poor, neurotic people who were always looking in mirrors and thinking that they were too big. What was too big, anyway? Who was to tell another person what size they should be? It was a form of dictatorship, by the thin, and she was not having any of it. If these thin people became any more insistent, then the more generously sized people would have have to sit on them. Yes, that would teach them! Hah!"

Morality for Beautiful Girls by Alexander McCall Smith (pg. 214)

10 10 / 2011

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She was a good detective, and a good woman. A good woman in a good country, one might say. She loved her country, Botswana, which is a place of peace, and she loved Africa, for all its trials. I am not ashamed to be called an African patriot, said Mma Ramotswe. I love all the people whom God made, but I especially know how to love the people who live in this place. They are my people, my brothers and sisters. It is my duty to help them to solve the mysteries in their lives. That is what I am called to do. (pg. 4)

Some people cannot bear news like that. They think they must live forever, and they cry and wail when they realise that their time is coming. I do not feel that, and I did not weep at that news which the doctor gave me. The only thing that makes me sad is that I shall be leaving Africa when I die. I love Africa, which is my mother and my father. When I am dead, I shall miss the smell of Africa… (p.17)

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The No. 1 Ladies Detective Agency by Alexander McCall Smith