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Over the years, Anthony C. Winkler's rollicking novels of Jamaican life have given me considerable pleasure and insight into Caribbean sensibility. He writes with a great affection for the island nation's people, reveling in their culture and contradictions, equally amused by and compassionate toward all the social strata. However, I'd been curious about the writer himself since first reading THE LUNATIC years ago, after a St. Kitts-born friend and mentor pressed the book into my hand with a smile, saying "You must read this!" The brief bio in his books mentioned he was a native Jamaican and scant else. Who was he? I wondered to myself about his background, his roots, his understanding of Jamaica.
GOING HOME TO TEACH answered my questions and delivered a lot more. At heart, it's Winkler's memoir of his mid-1970s stint, when Michael Manley's "democratic socialist" administration ruled, as an instructor at a government-sponsored rural teacher training school. His return is part altruism, part nostalgia: As the author of successful, widely used college textbooks, he's got tidy sums squirreled away in American banks, so he can afford to return home and work for a pittance. On the other hand, at the time he's thirty-something, divorced, and he's spent thirteen years away from home to study and teach in the U.S., whose society bewilders him.
The meat of the book, though, is both personal and general. Winkler is a raconteur, a griot--a natural born storyteller--and he regales you with stories about his family (particularly his eccentric grandparents and crazy aunts), his encounters with hidebound administrators and bureaucrats, striking students, madmen, and the impossibility of finding competent repairpersons. And then again, there are his observations on American society and culture, the contrasts with Jamaica, and the cultural idiosyncrasies that he attributes to the history of slavery and English colonial rule. GOING HOME TO TEACH is a dense stew of memorable people, incidents and conclusions, richly seasoned with rib-tickling anecdotes.
Indeed, what makes the book really work is Winkler's humor and humanity, his conversational tone, his equanimity whether describing the absurd or the nearly tragic. He's not shy about his foibles, his family's or his countrymen's, and completely droll even when revealing the unpleasant side of paradise. Be cautioned about reading this book in public: you risk indelicate stares for laughing out loud, as I did particularly as I was reading his account of "night life"--the panoply of insects and other critters--in the Jamaican countryside.
There's also the bittersweet. Winkler's ancestry is European and Middle Eastern--which adds up to "white"--but he's Jamaica-born and bred (patois is his "native tongue" much as any other Jamaican's), and that's the land he loves. It results in a certain "double consciousness," which I find ironically analogous to the lot of "Black Americans":
"To be white in a black country with a long English colonial history is to be a pariah, an ambiguous entity. It is to be simultaneously respected and despised, to arouse suspicion and curiosity, to evoke defiance, rudeness, envy, and condescension. It is to be separated from that inalienable birthright every white American enjoys in his country: the expectation of being treated with indifference in a public place....
"The hardest thing about growing up white in a black country is the nagging feeling of not belonging.... Jamaicans of all races who have lived abroad for any length of time also suffer it after returning home, but for the white Jamaican the feeling of not belonging is a cross he must bear even if he has never set foot out of his own country."
If you're already a fan of Winkler's writing, I believe you'll also love this book. If you're not already acquainted, this should be a fine introduction to the man and the land. A highly recommended, rewarding read.
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? Press on: nothing in the world can take the place of perseverance. Talent will not; nothing is more common than unsuccessful men with talent. Genius will not; unrewarded genius is almost a proverb. Education will not; the world is full of educated derelicts. Persistence and determination alone are omnipotent.? Great book.
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In the Lunatic the sexual overtones were ourrighty funny and contextually comfortable. While I am by no means a prude, here I found the sexual overtones to be overdone and lewd. A good tale should get the reader involved to where he enters the story while he is reading. Up to chapter 5, I became somewhat involved with the story, always anticipating that it would pick up, but it never really did. Chapter 25 to the end was endurable, but too much was lost in between Chapters 6 and 24.
In terms of depicting the funny and sometimes scarey elements of Jamaican duppy storytelling, this work in no way captured any element of that tradition. The closest we came to this was the minibus ride where Hopeton manipulated the driver's actions. I imagine that the author was trying to use his creative licence to approach this subject from a different angle. It did not work well.
Nevertheless, Winkler is a wonderful writer as evidenced by the Lunatic which I continue to reread ever so often.
At first I thought I was going to HATE this book because Winkler was using the term "ole neygar" (the verbal equivalent of nigger) throughout the book. Sure, as a white Jamaican and therefore an insider within the culture, Winkler has the RIGHT to use the term, but the term could never be use to describe him, so the words hurt.
But then as I read the book, I realized the compassion and I came to the realization that ONLY Winkler could have written this book. ONLY Winkler because he knows the hurt that these words can cause. A black Jamaican would have been too afraid to use the term for it would sting, and an outsider would never understand the complexity of the relationships to be able to write such a healthful, satirical and funny novel. And it is an extremely funny novel. Winkler lays bare our deepest foibles and fears and reveals our greatest strength as a people who can embrace absurdity and joy at the deepest, most transcendent level. He also shows that we are capable of the most sublime religious thought.
Old neygar could have hurt me. But I gave up my hurt and laughed.
Laughed at the absurdity of Baps' condition, my island, my people, my hurt.
Winkler forced me to realize that any book worth its salt, MUST hurt you in some way or it's not worth reading. Anything else is pure escapism, and if you want that, watch television.
A book that hurts you forces you to give up your prejudices and biases and the hurts that turn you into a prisoner of your own past and prejudices.
He also made me realize why I've never been happy in America-a land of happiness, but no joy. The American heaven is a mirthless one for it cannot, will not affirm life or joy.
The Duppy is a book to be read by EVERYONE, EVERYWHERE and at ANY TIME.
Congratulations, Mr. Winkler!
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This is a true depiction of the quintessential Jamaican rural mad man. Those of us who grew up in rural Jamaica know an Aloysius. The theme might seem like a simple silly Jamaican comedy, but the writing style is eloquent and easy. Tony does not skip a beat.
I have two criticisms; the first is that we end on an anti-climax as if the writer ran out of ideas or he became tired of writing. Therefore I felt that the tale ended too abruptly. Then again, this feeling could also be due to my desire to have this story go on and on. My second criticism is that I sensed a touch of Condescension by the narattor to ordinary poor country folk. In the Jamaican context, the church going old woman who slept with the mad man would hardly have done such a thing. But then again this is fiction. I guees the problem for me is that when fiction mimics real life so closely, one wants consistency throughout. Nevertheless, I give this five stars - and more - every time I read it.
Also recommended: Slip Stream, by Rachel Manley, Orange Laughter, by Leone Ross, Mine Boy by Peter Abrahams.