Showing posts with label the story. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the story. Show all posts

Sunday, 31 July 2016

Father of African Literature on “The story”

It is only the story ... that saves our progeny from blundering like blind beggars into the spikes of the cactus fence. The story is our escort; without it, we are blind. Does the blind man own his escort? No, neither do we the story; rather, it is the story that owns us” (Chinua AchebeAnthills of the Savannah, New York: Anchor Books, 1997, p. 114.)

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Wednesday, 4 November 2015

Father of African Literature on “the story”

It is only the story ... that saves our progeny from blundering like blind beggars into the spikes of the cactus fence. The story is our escort; without it, we are blind. Does the blind man own his escort? No, neither do we the story; rather, it is the story that owns us – Chinua AchebeAnthills of the Savannah, New York: Anchor Books, 1997, p. 114.
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Saturday, 10 January 2015

Father of African Literature on “The story”

It is only the story ... that saves our progeny from blundering like blind beggars into the spikes of the cactus fence. The story is our escort; without it, we are blind. Does the blind man own his escort? No, neither do we the story; rather, it is the story that owns usChinua AchebeAnthills of the Savannah, New York: Anchor Books, 1997, p. 114.


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Friday, 14 February 2014

Father of African Literature on “The story”


“It is only the story ... that saves our progeny from blundering like blind beggars into the spikes of the cactus fence. The story is our escort; without it, we are blind. Does the blind man own his escort? No, neither do we the story; rather, it is the story that owns us” – Chinua Achebe, Anthills of the Savannah, New York: Anchor Books, 1997, p. 114.

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