Mohammad Ahmad
03-08-2014, 05:38 AM
The last book I read it is "Return to the marshes" by Gavin Young.
Gavin Young, the British writer, indeed he isn't considered as an explorer, as he told us, he isn't anthropologist, he isn't a naturalist who widely studied birds, animals, and so like.
ِA man who just worked at a Shipping Company in Basra in the past decade of the fifties, but he is a man of a witty- minded enough to be succeeded everywhere he went, to every region he visited, to closely discusses what the universe telling us, indeed and indeed he is a very successful writer, he is of a wittiness enough to make every letter he wrote goes sparkling as it is the shining desert he visited, as if the evergreen marshes he deeply entered.
In his literary style, he left nothing he saw, he passed by, unless he elaborately explained, with each breeze shaking the towering soft reeds' branches, his pen, his bright mind is ready to control honestly on each occasion he temporary shared the Arab Marshes in their lifestyle.
here is some of my notices I write in the downloading page of the book:
My Private Notes:
Return to the marshes by Gavin
The only question I want to ask about, how did Gavin have had the friendly relationship with those Arab Marshes people? I don't know how he for three times came to the region even at the war time that witnessed a savage broken out war between Iraq and Iran.
I think as I am an Iraqi person I cannot do the same in England, I think it is impossible to find the warmth- chested people as Iraqis anyhow and anywhere... As I read the book " return to the marshes" which it really discloses the autobiography written by its author "Gavin" since he had visited the Iraqi- marshes across three times: the first time was at 1951, the second visit was at 1973, and the third time of his visit was at 1984 during the Iraqi- Iranian war.
The minute details he mentioned about the inhabitants lived there, the animals, the birds, the traditions and habits of people living in the marshes, the names of his close-friends there- the Iraqis - all those minute details perplexed me more and more, but on the other hand the only thing it results on is the simple and the good hospitality of Iraqis souls, their generosity, their good-hearted nature, so reasonably I had to think that Iraqis across the history had helped the humanity everywhere more and more.
Gavin Young, the British writer, indeed he isn't considered as an explorer, as he told us, he isn't anthropologist, he isn't a naturalist who widely studied birds, animals, and so like.
ِA man who just worked at a Shipping Company in Basra in the past decade of the fifties, but he is a man of a witty- minded enough to be succeeded everywhere he went, to every region he visited, to closely discusses what the universe telling us, indeed and indeed he is a very successful writer, he is of a wittiness enough to make every letter he wrote goes sparkling as it is the shining desert he visited, as if the evergreen marshes he deeply entered.
In his literary style, he left nothing he saw, he passed by, unless he elaborately explained, with each breeze shaking the towering soft reeds' branches, his pen, his bright mind is ready to control honestly on each occasion he temporary shared the Arab Marshes in their lifestyle.
here is some of my notices I write in the downloading page of the book:
My Private Notes:
Return to the marshes by Gavin
The only question I want to ask about, how did Gavin have had the friendly relationship with those Arab Marshes people? I don't know how he for three times came to the region even at the war time that witnessed a savage broken out war between Iraq and Iran.
I think as I am an Iraqi person I cannot do the same in England, I think it is impossible to find the warmth- chested people as Iraqis anyhow and anywhere... As I read the book " return to the marshes" which it really discloses the autobiography written by its author "Gavin" since he had visited the Iraqi- marshes across three times: the first time was at 1951, the second visit was at 1973, and the third time of his visit was at 1984 during the Iraqi- Iranian war.
The minute details he mentioned about the inhabitants lived there, the animals, the birds, the traditions and habits of people living in the marshes, the names of his close-friends there- the Iraqis - all those minute details perplexed me more and more, but on the other hand the only thing it results on is the simple and the good hospitality of Iraqis souls, their generosity, their good-hearted nature, so reasonably I had to think that Iraqis across the history had helped the humanity everywhere more and more.