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dreams form my father

dreams form my father - father in Kenya Crying there for...

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Sadie. Second, Obama creates images, many claim the heart of good writing. He makes us see Sadie, a mother and activist helping to clean the Chicago--HUD--housing development of its asbestos. "Ain't nothing gonna change, Mr. Obama," she said. "We just gonna concentrate on saving our money so we can move outta here as fast as we can.'" He uses colors, numbers, names, and vivid verbs as he "dropped to the ground and swept my hand across the smooth yellow tile" of his father's marker. He makes us cry as he sits between the graves of his grandfather and
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Unformatted text preview: father in Kenya. Crying there for all caught in change, Obama understands the dangers of globalization and the power "that pulsed in the heart of the first African village and the first Kansas homestead--a faith in other people. . .. And for lack of faith you clung both too much and too little of your past. Too much of its rigidness, its suspicions, its male cruelties. Too lttle of the laughter in Granny's voice . .. the stories around the fire."...
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