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A Distant Shore summary A Distant Shore, series A Distant Shore, book A Distant Shore, pdf A Distant Shore, A Distant Shore 3bab762438 Dorothy Is A Retired Schoolteacher Who Has Recently Moved To A Housing Estate In A Small Village Solomon Is A Night Watchman, An Immigrant From An Unnamed Country In Africa Each Is Desperate For Love And Yet Each Harbors Secrets That May Make Attaining It ImpossibleWith Breathtaking Assurance And Compassion, Caryl Phillips Retraces The Paths That Lead Dorothy And Solomon To Their Meeting Point Her Failed Marriage And Ruinous Obsession With A Younger Man, The Horrors He Witnessed As A Soldier In His Disintegrating Native Land, And The Cruelty He Encounters As A Stranger In His New One Intimate And Panoramic, Measured And Shattering, A Distant Shore Charts The Oceanic Expanses That Separate People From Their Homes, Their Hearts, And Their Selves


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  1. says:

    England has changed These days it s difficult to tell who s from round here and who s not Who belongs and who s a stranger It s disturbing It doesn t feel right Dorothy, a retired schoolteacher She sounds like a bigot Especially when just two pages later she says she retired when the grammar school where she taught music went comprehensive I was suddenly asked to teach whoever came into the school we all were Difficult kids I don t mind, but I draw the line at yobs Oh but Dorothy, Dorothy What s wrong Dorothy Something is off kilter, skewed Aren t you the one who does not belong There are grains of gritty sand in the smooth honey of your story You call this our village , but you only moved here three months ago This idyllic English village is a nightmare This doctor you re seeing, what kind of complaint do you have Your narrative is unsettling, disturbing nothing fits You are the stranger You are a stranger to yourself You tell a story, but there is a discord, there are wrong notes It does not belong to you You do not belong here When and where did you part company from yourself Solomon does not belong here either He is not allowed to belong He would like to He tries, tender green shoots slowly unfurl They are blasted, poisoned.Gabriel has had his life cut The end Violent brutality, the horror of his family savagely murdered in front of his eyes But he survives, he has to survive, there is nothing else for him to do An appalling journey brings him to England as an illegal, where he will be safe Won t he This is not a country at war Asylum Gabriel becomes Solomon, like in the bible He is a man burdened with hidden history He needs to share it, if he doesn t then he has only the one year since he came to England A one year old man walks over to Dorothy s door and knocks She s a respectable woman She might listen Out there is a cruel place And it s all out there.Everywhere.Asylum.Masterful Controlled Uncanny Compassionate Bleak Moving.


  2. says:

    England has changed These days it s difficult to tell who s from round here and who s not Who belongs and who s a stranger It s disturbing It doesn t feel right Dorothy, a retired schoolteacher She sounds like a bigot Especially when just two pages later she says she retired when the grammar school where she taught music went comprehensive I was suddenly asked to teach whoever came into the school we all were Difficult kids I don t mind, but I draw the line at yobs Oh but Dorothy, Dorothy What s wrong Dorothy Something is off kilter, skewed Aren t you the one who does not belong There are grains of gritty sand in the smooth honey of your story You call this our village , but you only moved here three months ago This idyllic English village is a nightmare This doctor you re seeing, what kind of complaint do you have Your narrative is unsettling, disturbing nothing fits You are the stranger You are a stranger to yourself You tell a story, but there is a discord, there are wrong notes It does not belong to you You do not belong here When and where did you part company from yourself Solomon does not belong here either He is not allowed to belong He would like to He tries, tender green shoots slowly unfurl They are blasted, poisoned.Gabriel has had his life cut The end Violent brutality, the horror of his family savagely murdered in front of his eyes But he survives, he has to survive, there is nothing else for him to do An appalling journey brings him to England as an illegal, where he will be safe Won t he This is not a country at war Asylum Gabriel becomes Solomon, like in the bible He is a man burdened with hidden history He needs to share it, if he doesn t then he has only the one year since he came to England A one year old man walks over to Dorothy s door and knocks She s a respectable woman She might listen Out there is a cruel place And it s all out there.Everywhere.Asylum.Masterful Controlled Uncanny Compassionate Bleak Moving.


  3. says:

    England has changed These days it s difficult to tell who s from round here and who s not Who belongs and who s a stranger It s disturbing It doesn t feel right Dorothy, a retired schoolteacher She sounds like a bigot Especially when just two pages later she says she retired when the grammar school where she taught music went comprehensive I was suddenly asked to teach whoever came into the school we all were Difficult kids I don t mind, but I draw the line at yobs Oh but Dorothy, Dorothy What s wrong Dorothy Something is off kilter, skewed Aren t you the one who does not belong There are grains of gritty sand in the smooth honey of your story You call this our village , but you only moved here three months ago This idyllic English village is a nightmare This doctor you re seeing, what kind of complaint do you have Your narrative is unsettling, disturbing nothing fits You are the stranger You are a stranger to yourself You tell a story, but there is a discord, there are wrong notes It does not belong to you You do not belong here When and where did you part company from yourself Solomon does not belong here either He is not allowed to belong He would like to He tries, tender green shoots slowly unfurl They are blasted, poisoned.Gabriel has had his life cut The end Violent brutality, the horror of his family savagely murdered in front of his eyes But he survives, he has to survive, there is nothing else for him to do An appalling journey brings him to England as an illegal, where he will be safe Won t he This is not a country at war Asylum Gabriel becomes Solomon, like in the bible He is a man burdened with hidden history He needs to share it, if he doesn t then he has only the one year since he came to England A one year old man walks over to Dorothy s door and knocks She s a respectable woman She might listen Out there is a cruel place And it s all out there.Everywhere.Asylum.Masterful Controlled Uncanny Compassionate Bleak Moving.


  4. says:

    England has changed These days it s difficult to tell who s from round here and who s not Who belongs and who s a stranger It s disturbing It doesn t feel right Dorothy, a retired schoolteacher She sounds like a bigot Especially when just two pages later she says she retired when the grammar school where she taught music went comprehensive I was suddenly asked to teach whoever came into the school we all were Difficult kids I don t mind, but I draw the line at yobs Oh but Dorothy, Dorothy What s wrong Dorothy Something is off kilter, skewed Aren t you the one who does not belong There are grains of gritty sand in the smooth honey of your story You call this our village , but you only moved here three months ago This idyllic English village is a nightmare This doctor you re seeing, what kind of complaint do you have Your narrative is unsettling, disturbing nothing fits You are the stranger You are a stranger to yourself You tell a story, but there is a discord, there are wrong notes It does not belong to you You do not belong here When and where did you part company from yourself Solomon does not belong here either He is not allowed to belong He would like to He tries, tender green shoots slowly unfurl They are blasted, poisoned.Gabriel has had his life cut The end Violent brutality, the horror of his family savagely murdered in front of his eyes But he survives, he has to survive, there is nothing else for him to do An appalling journey brings him to England as an illegal, where he will be safe Won t he This is not a country at war Asylum Gabriel becomes Solomon, like in the bible He is a man burdened with hidden history He needs to share it, if he doesn t then he has only the one year since he came to England A one year old man walks over to Dorothy s door and knocks She s a respectable woman She might listen Out there is a cruel place And it s all out there.Everywhere.Asylum.Masterful Controlled Uncanny Compassionate Bleak Moving.


  5. says:

    England has changed These days it s difficult to tell who s from round here and who s not Who belongs and who s a stranger It s disturbing It doesn t feel right Dorothy, a retired schoolteacher She sounds like a bigot Especially when just two pages later she says she retired when the grammar school where she taught music went comprehensive I was suddenly asked to teach whoever came into the school we all were Difficult kids I don t mind, but I draw the line at yobs Oh but Dorothy, Dorothy What s wrong Dorothy Something is off kilter, skewed Aren t you the one who does not belong There are grains of gritty sand in the smooth honey of your story You call this our village , but you only moved here three months ago This idyllic English village is a nightmare This doctor you re seeing, what kind of complaint do you have Your narrative is unsettling, disturbing nothing fits You are the stranger You are a stranger to yourself You tell a story, but there is a discord, there are wrong notes It does not belong to you You do not belong here When and where did you part company from yourself Solomon does not belong here either He is not allowed to belong He would like to He tries, tender green shoots slowly unfurl They are blasted, poisoned.Gabriel has had his life cut The end Violent brutality, the horror of his family savagely murdered in front of his eyes But he survives, he has to survive, there is nothing else for him to do An appalling journey brings him to England as an illegal, where he will be safe Won t he This is not a country at war Asylum Gabriel becomes Solomon, like in the bible He is a man burdened with hidden history He needs to share it, if he doesn t then he has only the one year since he came to England A one year old man walks over to Dorothy s door and knocks She s a respectable woman She might listen Out there is a cruel place And it s all out there.Everywhere.Asylum.Masterful Controlled Uncanny Compassionate Bleak Moving.


  6. says:

    England has changed These days it s difficult to tell who s from round here and who s not Who belongs and who s a stranger It s disturbing It doesn t feel right Dorothy, a retired schoolteacher She sounds like a bigot Especially when just two pages later she says she retired when the grammar school where she taught music went comprehensive I was suddenly asked to teach whoever came into the school we all were Difficult kids I don t mind, but I draw the line at yobs Oh but Dorothy, Dorothy What s wrong Dorothy Something is off kilter, skewed Aren t you the one who does not belong There are grains of gritty sand in the smooth honey of your story You call this our village , but you only moved here three months ago This idyllic English village is a nightmare This doctor you re seeing, what kind of complaint do you have Your narrative is unsettling, disturbing nothing fits You are the stranger You are a stranger to yourself You tell a story, but there is a discord, there are wrong notes It does not belong to you You do not belong here When and where did you part company from yourself Solomon does not belong here either He is not allowed to belong He would like to He tries, tender green shoots slowly unfurl They are blasted, poisoned.Gabriel has had his life cut The end Violent brutality, the horror of his family savagely murdered in front of his eyes But he survives, he has to survive, there is nothing else for him to do An appalling journey brings him to England as an illegal, where he will be safe Won t he This is not a country at war Asylum Gabriel becomes Solomon, like in the bible He is a man burdened with hidden history He needs to share it, if he doesn t then he has only the one year since he came to England A one year old man walks over to Dorothy s door and knocks She s a respectable woman She might listen Out there is a cruel place And it s all out there.Everywhere.Asylum.Masterful Controlled Uncanny Compassionate Bleak Moving.


  7. says:

    England has changed These days it s difficult to tell who s from round here and who s not Who belongs and who s a stranger It s disturbing It doesn t feel right Dorothy, a retired schoolteacher She sounds like a bigot Especially when just two pages later she says she retired when the grammar school where she taught music went comprehensive I was suddenly asked to teach whoever came into the school we all were Difficult kids I don t mind, but I draw the line at yobs Oh but Dorothy, Dorothy What s wrong Dorothy Something is off kilter, skewed Aren t you the one who does not belong There are grains of gritty sand in the smooth honey of your story You call this our village , but you only moved here three months ago This idyllic English village is a nightmare This doctor you re seeing, what kind of complaint do you have Your narrative is unsettling, disturbing nothing fits You are the stranger You are a stranger to yourself You tell a story, but there is a discord, there are wrong notes It does not belong to you You do not belong here When and where did you part company from yourself Solomon does not belong here either He is not allowed to belong He would like to He tries, tender green shoots slowly unfurl They are blasted, poisoned.Gabriel has had his life cut The end Violent brutality, the horror of his family savagely murdered in front of his eyes But he survives, he has to survive, there is nothing else for him to do An appalling journey brings him to England as an illegal, where he will be safe Won t he This is not a country at war Asylum Gabriel becomes Solomon, like in the bible He is a man burdened with hidden history He needs to share it, if he doesn t then he has only the one year since he came to England A one year old man walks over to Dorothy s door and knocks She s a respectable woman She might listen Out there is a cruel place And it s all out there.Everywhere.Asylum.Masterful Controlled Uncanny Compassionate Bleak Moving.


  8. says:

    England has changed These days it s difficult to tell who s from round here and who s not Who belongs and who s a stranger It s disturbing It doesn t feel right Dorothy, a retired schoolteacher She sounds like a bigot Especially when just two pages later she says she retired when the grammar school where she taught music went comprehensive I was suddenly asked to teach whoever came into the school we all were Difficult kids I don t mind, but I draw the line at yobs Oh but Dorothy, Dorothy What s wrong Dorothy Something is off kilter, skewed Aren t you the one who does not belong There are grains of gritty sand in the smooth honey of your story You call this our village , but you only moved here three months ago This idyllic English village is a nightmare This doctor you re seeing, what kind of complaint do you have Your narrative is unsettling, disturbing nothing fits You are the stranger You are a stranger to yourself You tell a story, but there is a discord, there are wrong notes It does not belong to you You do not belong here When and where did you part company from yourself Solomon does not belong here either He is not allowed to belong He would like to He tries, tender green shoots slowly unfurl They are blasted, poisoned.Gabriel has had his life cut The end Violent brutality, the horror of his family savagely murdered in front of his eyes But he survives, he has to survive, there is nothing else for him to do An appalling journey brings him to England as an illegal, where he will be safe Won t he This is not a country at war Asylum Gabriel becomes Solomon, like in the bible He is a man burdened with hidden history He needs to share it, if he doesn t then he has only the one year since he came to England A one year old man walks over to Dorothy s door and knocks She s a respectable woman She might listen Out there is a cruel place And it s all out there.Everywhere.Asylum.Masterful Controlled Uncanny Compassionate Bleak Moving.


  9. says:

    England has changed These days it s difficult to tell who s from round here and who s not Who belongs and who s a stranger It s disturbing It doesn t feel right Dorothy, a retired schoolteacher She sounds like a bigot Especially when just two pages later she says she retired when the grammar school where she taught music went comprehensive I was suddenly asked to teach whoever came into the school we all were Difficult kids I don t mind, but I draw the line at yobs Oh but Dorothy, Dorothy What s wrong Dorothy Something is off kilter, skewed Aren t you the one who does not belong There are grains of gritty sand in the smooth honey of your story You call this our village , but you only moved here three months ago This idyllic English village is a nightmare This doctor you re seeing, what kind of complaint do you have Your narrative is unsettling, disturbing nothing fits You are the stranger You are a stranger to yourself You tell a story, but there is a discord, there are wrong notes It does not belong to you You do not belong here When and where did you part company from yourself Solomon does not belong here either He is not allowed to belong He would like to He tries, tender green shoots slowly unfurl They are blasted, poisoned.Gabriel has had his life cut The end Violent brutality, the horror of his family savagely murdered in front of his eyes But he survives, he has to survive, there is nothing else for him to do An appalling journey brings him to England as an illegal, where he will be safe Won t he This is not a country at war Asylum Gabriel becomes Solomon, like in the bible He is a man burdened with hidden history He needs to share it, if he doesn t then he has only the one year since he came to England A one year old man walks over to Dorothy s door and knocks She s a respectable woman She might listen Out there is a cruel place And it s all out there.Everywhere.Asylum.Masterful Controlled Uncanny Compassionate Bleak Moving.


  10. says:

    England has changed These days it s difficult to tell who s from round here and who s not Who belongs and who s a stranger It s disturbing It doesn t feel right Dorothy, a retired schoolteacher She sounds like a bigot Especially when just two pages later she says she retired when the grammar school where she taught music went comprehensive I was suddenly asked to teach whoever came into the school we all were Difficult kids I don t mind, but I draw the line at yobs Oh but Dorothy, Dorothy What s wrong Dorothy Something is off kilter, skewed Aren t you the one who does not belong There are grains of gritty sand in the smooth honey of your story You call this our village , but you only moved here three months ago This idyllic English village is a nightmare This doctor you re seeing, what kind of complaint do you have Your narrative is unsettling, disturbing nothing fits You are the stranger You are a stranger to yourself You tell a story, but there is a discord, there are wrong notes It does not belong to you You do not belong here When and where did you part company from yourself Solomon does not belong here either He is not allowed to belong He would like to He tries, tender green shoots slowly unfurl They are blasted, poisoned.Gabriel has had his life cut The end Violent brutality, the horror of his family savagely murdered in front of his eyes But he survives, he has to survive, there is nothing else for him to do An appalling journey brings him to England as an illegal, where he will be safe Won t he This is not a country at war Asylum Gabriel becomes Solomon, like in the bible He is a man burdened with hidden history He needs to share it, if he doesn t then he has only the one year since he came to England A one year old man walks over to Dorothy s door and knocks She s a respectable woman She might listen Out there is a cruel place And it s all out there.Everywhere.Asylum.Masterful Controlled Uncanny Compassionate Bleak Moving.


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