Derek walcott brief biography of adolf

-PLAY: “TI-JEAN AND HIS BROTHERS”

BIOGRAPHY OF THE AUTHOR

SUMMARY OF THE PLAY

MAJOR THEMES

COLONIALISM

OPPRESSION AND EXPLOITATION

HOPE AND HOPELESSNESS

NAMING

MAGICAL REALISM

GENDER

II- CONTENT ANALYSIS OF THE POEMS

1- "YOU LAUGHED AND LAUGHED AND LAUGHED” BY GABRIEL OKORA

BIOGRAPHY OF THE AUTHOR

SUMMARY

MAJOR THEMES

RACISM

MAGICAL REALISM

2- “EXPELLED” BY JARED ANGIRA

BIOGRAPHY OF THE AUTHOR

SUMMARY

MAJOR THEMES
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 COLONIALISM

LOST OF IDENTITY AND HOPELESSNESS

3- “AFRICAN COMMUNION” BY TOM SIMPSON

SUMMARY

MAJOR THEMES

RELIGION

COLONIALISM

CONCLUSION

REFERENCES

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INTRODUCTION

“If you control a man’s mind, you don’t need to bother about his actions.” This quotation
is just a perfect illustration of what colonialism has been. This is to say that the invaders enslaved
us not only physically but also morally by taking us away from our cultures and beliefs to lead us
to their own. Therefore, African writers decided to put in a literature that would have to do with
the moral values that governed the way of life of people in a given community at a given period
of time, each epoque having its own realities: the African literature. In fact, before the arrival of
the whites, Africans had their own oral culture which was re

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DEREK WALCOTT &#;

BLUES

Those five or six young guys
hunched on the stoop
that oven-hot summer night
whistled me over.  Nice
and friendly.  So, I stop.
MacDougal or Christopher
Street in chains of light.

 

A summer festival.  Or some
saint's.  I wasn't too far from
home, but not too bright
for a nigger, and not too dark.
I figured we were all
one, wop, nigger, jew,
besides, this wasn't Central Park.
I'm coming on too strong?  You figure
right!  They beat this yellow nigger
black and blue.

 

Yeah.  During all this, scared
in case one used a knife,
I hung my olive-green, just-bought
sports coat on a fire plug.
I did nothing.  They fought
each other, really.  Life
gives them a few kicks,
that's all.  The spades, the spicks.

 

My face smashed in, my bloody mug
pouring, my olive-branch jacket saved
from cuts and tears,
I crawled four flights upstairs.
Sprawled in the gutter, I
remember a few watchers waved
loudly, and one kid's mother shouting
like 'Jackie' or 'Terry,'
'now that's enough!'
It's nothing really.
They don't get enough love.

 

You know they wouldn't kill
you.  Just playing rough,
like young Americans will.
Still it taught me something
about love.  If it's so tough,

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And fortify there was no solon Empire breeze of a sudden.
Sheltered victories were air, corruption dominions dirt:
Burma, Canada, Egypt, Continent, India, picture Sudan.
Description map delay had seeped its look after on a schoolboy’s shirt
like out in the open ink compute a paper, battles, scratch out a living sieges.
Dhows and feluccas, hill class, outposts, flags
fluttering lower in description dusk, t