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Authors-for-Literacy Readings at the United Nations
Authors-for-Literacy events have been taking place since 2006
All contributions taken in at the "Authors-for-Literacy" books-signings
benefit literacy projects
of the 'UN Staff 1% for Development Fund
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May, 2018
Presentations by Elizabeth Strout, Katherine Vaz and Major Jackson
Pat Duffy introduces authors
-photo by Francoise Bouffault
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L-R: Katherine Vaz, Elizabeth Strout and Major Jackson
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1% Fund members Elizabeth Scaffidi, Chuck Appel, Alice Harrison, Kathryn Kuchenbrod, Pat Duffy and Robert Johanssen with guest authors
-photo by Francoise Bouffault
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Book Signing
- photo by Elizabeth Scaffidi
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Francis Dubois with guest authors Elizabeth Strout, Katherine Vaz, Major Jackson
-photo by Francoise Bouffault
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Did anyone ever die in your arms? That was a question often put to Nathan after Vietnam. People needed to look at someone who had looked at that. They wanted to paint a few scenes and run them together, to enjoy the shudder at a distance, coloring in the details at their leisure – the single, one hundred shades of green.”
“The Love Life of an Assistant Animator” from The Love Lie of an Assistant Animator and Other Stories by Katherine Vaz
“The UN Somali driver speeds by a small herd of white cattle prodded along by a desert farmer.
Rust-colored dust in its wake clouds barbed-
wire suburbs of white tents and make-shift shelters
of twigs and branches breeding the plateau faster
than malarial flies. I have come to Dadaab like an actor
on a press release, unprepared for the drained faces
of famine-fleeing refugees, my craft’s glamour dimmed by hundreds of infant graves, children
whose lolling heads’ final drop landed on their mothers’
backs like soft stones...”
from “The Dadaab Suite” from Roll Deep by Major Jackson
“…And then Angelina saw her mother suddenly rise and walk into the street. An old man was crossing, he was weaving – not with drunkenness, it seemed, but with some malady of age. It was surprising to Angelina how quickly her mother moved to him; in the light from the streetlamp Angelina saw the old man’s face, and it was not just the way he smiled up at her mother, it was the humanness of his expression, the warmth and depth of his appreciation, and as her mother helped him across the street, Angelina saw then her mother’s face briefly in the light as well. Perhaps it was the angle of the light, but her mother’s face had a momentary brilliance upon it—as Angelina saw her mother take the man’s hand, saw her mother help this man across the street…”
from Anything is Possible by Elizabeth Strout
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June, 2017
Presentation by Patricia McCormick, author of Sold!
Pat Duffy updates on 1% fund projects
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Patricia McCormick, author |
Audience |
Book Signing
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Author Patricia McCormick with 1% Fund team of volunteers:
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Author Patricia McCormick with 1% fund Secretary Chuck Appel
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(l to r) Lorraine Farquharson,, Diana Djangiryan, Chuck Appel, Alice Harrison, Patricia McCormick, Joyce Yuan,
Robert Johanssen,
Josh Cohen, Pat Duffy, Suzanne Tisserand, Sergei Zalesov, Andrea King, Liz Scaffidi
HAPPINESS HOUSE
“Finally we turn down an alley and arrive in front of a metal gate held fast with a heavy chain. Uncle takes a key from his vest, opens the lock and hurries me inside.
“Will Auntie be here?” I say.
“Who?” He is distracted, locking the chain behind us.
“Auntie Bimla,’ I say. “Will she be here?”
“Later,” he says. “She’ll be here later.”
Beyond the gate, a man lies sleeping in front of a door.
Uncle nudges him with the toe of his boot. The man rises, lets us in, then locks the door behind us.
The place is dark as a cave, and it smells of liquor and incense.
As my eyes adjust, I see a dozen sleeping girls, some in the corners, some on rope cots.
“What kind of place is this?” I ask uncle.
“Happiness House,” he says. “Auntie Mumtaz will explain it all to you.”
-from Sold!
by Patricia McCormick |
May, 2016
Presentation by Christopher Cerf and Henry Beard, authors of
Spin-glish: the Definitive Dictionary of Deliberately Deceptive Language
Authors Christopher Cerf and Henry Beard
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Pat Duffy, Chris Cerf, Henry Beard, audience |
Audience, with (l to r): Alice Harrison,
Francis Dubois |
Chuck Appel, Alice Harrison, Kam Cheong Chiu, Melissa Tam
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Audience, with Robert Johannsen, standing |
Prof. Kasozi, Kate Parry, Katherine Vaz,
Liz Strout
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Do you speak Spin-glish? Well, if you speak English, chances are you’ve been using Spin-glish for a long time, most likely without even knowing it. For example, have you ever overslept and missed a meeting and blamed your absence on a “scheduling error”? Tried to weasel out of a parking ticket because of an alleged “meter malfunction”? Explained that a bounced check was the result of an “unanticipated negative cash-balance accounting issue”?
…If you answered yes to even one of these questions, you’re already on the road to mastering the devious vocabulary of verbal distortion, and with our indispensible bilingual dictionary as your guide, you’ll soon be earning your B.S. in B.S. – of better still, your coveted Spin Doctorate…:
More examples:
efficient use of space: overcrowding
enhanced interrogation techniques: torture
entitlement reform: slashing benefits
involuntarily leisured: fired
zero-tasking: doing nothing
from Sping-glish: the Definitive Dictionary of Deliberately Deceptive Language,
by Christopher Cerf and Henry Beard
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June, 2015
Reading by Roger Lipsey, author of
Dag Hammarskjold: A Life
Pat Duffy,
Roger Lipsey, Francis Dubois
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Roger
Lipsey speaks |
(l to r): Susan Lin, Liz Scaffidi, Alice Harrison, Chuck
Appel, Roger Lipsey, Jane Asante, Robert Johannsen, Pat Duffy,
Andrea King
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l to r: Alice Harrison, Roger Lipsey, Francis Dubois
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Book Signing
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Pat Duffy with Roger Lipsey
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"Hammarskjöld knew two unlike worlds very
well. The world of politics and political leaders, deception and
honesty, violence and kindness, reflection and the search for
solutions. And another world: a world of inwardness and prayer, of
self-scrutiny and ancient wisdom, of periodic return to ‘a centre of
stillness surrounded by silence that nourishes, situates and
restores'. In the first world he was nearly always with people. In
the second, nearly always alone with his own person and his God. In
both worlds he was a lifelong inquirer with initiative; it wasn’t
enough to pass through, contributing cautious splashes of oneself
here and there. In the world at large he strove to summon the best
of himself, look carefully and imaginatively, and act as wisely as
possible."
--from,
Dag Hammarskjold: A Life
by Roger Lipsey |
April, 2014
Reading by author Uwem Akpan |
I’m
nine years and seven months old. I’m home playing peekaboo in my
room with my little brother, Jean. It’s Saturday evening and the
sun has fallen behind the hills. There’s silence outside our
bungalow, but from time to time the evening wind carries a shout to
us.” Our parents have kept us indoors since yesterday.
Maman
comes into the room and turns off the light before we see her.
Jean cries in the darkness, but once she starts kissing him, he begins
to giggle. He reaches up to be held, but she’s in a hurry.
“Don’t turn on any lights tonight,” she whispers to me.
I nod. “Yego, Maman.”
“Come
with your brother.” I carry jean and follow her. “And don’t open
the door for anybody. Your papa is not home, I’m not home, nobody
is home. Do you hear me, Monique, huh?”
“Yego, Maman.”
“Swallow all your questions now, bright daughter…”
---from “My Parents Bedroom”, Say You’re One of Them by Uwem Akpan
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February, 2014
Historian and UN Scholar, Stephen Schlesinger
Pamela Falk (UNCA President),
Stephen Schlesinger
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Pat Duffy with the Author |
Stephen Schlesinger, Aug Lin, Alice
Harrison, Peter O'Connor
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The Audience
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Naima Charafi, Deborah Fairchild, Javier
Zanon, Pat Duffy, Stephen Schlesinger
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To Eleanor Roosevelt
March 4, 1961
Dear Mrs. Roosevelt,
I have just returned from Latin American to
find your most welcome letter.
I hesitated a long time before accepting President
Kennedy's invitation to come to Washington, because I regard
myself as essentially a scholar and a writer, and hated the
thought of interrupting my work on "The Age of Roosevelt"; but in
the end, I reflected that no American historian has ever been
privileged to watch the unfolding of public policy from this
particular vantage point, and I concluded that I could not
decline. I know this
experience will very much enrich my historical understanding.
The best news of all is that you
have agreed to rejoin the Delegation to the U.N.!
Sincerely yours,
Arthur
--from
The Letters of Arthur Schlesinger Jr.,
edited by Andrew Schlesinger and Stephen Schlesinger |
November, 2012
Reading by Pulitzer - Prize - winner Elizabeth Strout
Front row: Elizabeth Scaffidi, and author Elizabeth Strout
Back
row: Michael Cassandra, Francis Dubois, Tyler Radford,
Razmee, Muriel Glasgow, Nancy Colbert, Pat Duffy, Alice Harrison
Audience members arrive for the reading by Elizabeth Strout,
from her books Olive Kitteridge and her forthcoming novel,
The Burgess Boys
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Book table volunteers Sabina Altumbabic and Chase Sackett |
Excerpt from Olive Kitteridge
by Elizabeth Strout
“And
then as the little plane climbed higher and Olive saw spread out below
them fields of bright and tender green in this morning sun, farther on
the coastline, the ocean shiny and almost flat, tiny white wakes behind
a few lobster boats – then Olive felt something she had not expected to
feel again: a sudden greediness for life. She leaned forward,
peering out the window: sweet pale clouds, the sky as blue as your hat,
the new green of the fields, the broad expanse of water—seen from up
here, it all appeared wondrous, amazing. She remembered what hope
was, and this was it. That inner churning that moves you forward,
plows you through life the way the boats below plowed the shiny water,
the way the plane was plowing forward to a place new…” (pp. 202—203) |
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December, 2011
Reading and presentation of Oscar Hijuelos
Excerpt from The Mambo Kings Play Songs of Love
by Oscar Hijuelos
“…Even
though the brothers already knew how to speak a polite if rudimentary
English that they’d learned while working as busboys and waiters in the
Havana chapter of the Explorers Club on old Neptuno Street (“Yes sir,
no sir, please don’ call me Pancho, sir) the twisted, hard consonants
of the English language never fell on their ears like
music. At dinner, the table piled high with steaks and chops,
platanos and yucca, Cesar would talk about walking on the street and
hearing a constant ruido – a noise—the whirling, garbled English
language, spoken in Jewish, Irish, German, Polish, Italian, Spanish
accents, complicated and unmelodic to his ear. He had a thick
accent, rolled his rrrrrrrr’s, said “jo-jo” instead of “yo-yo”, and
“tink” not “think” –just like Ricky Ricardo—but got along well enough
to charm the American women he met here and there, and to sit out on
the fire escape in the good weather, strumming a guitar, crooning out
in English “In the Still of the Night”. And he could walk down the
street to the liquor store and say, “One Bacardi dark please…”
And then, after a time, with bravado, saying to the
proprietor, “How the hell are you, my friend?”..." (p. 2) |
Emmanuel Soyer, Head of UN Language Programme,
welcomes audience at Oscar Hijuelos reading |
Pulitzer-prize-winning author, Oscar Hijuelos, signing books
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Author Oscar Hijuelos and Event team member Pat Duffy |
Post-reading reception with Oscar Hijuelos with (from l to r): Jodi Nooyen, Alice Harrison,
Marlenys Villamar, Pat Duffy |
October, 2008
Paul Auster signing books |
Post-reading reception for Paul Auster:
Historic UNCA Club (l to r: Javier Zanon, Paul Auster,
Mary Regan,
Francoise Bouffault, Pat Duffy) |
Excerpt from Man in the Dark
by Paul Auster
“…The
night is still young, and as I lie here in bed looking up into the
darkness, a darkness so black that the ceiling is invisible, I begin to
remember the story I started last night. That’s what I do when
sleep refuses to come. I lie in bed and tell myself
stories. They might not add up to much, but as long as I’m inside
them, they prevent me from thinking about the things I would refer to
forget. Concentration can be a problem, however, and more often
than not my mind eventually drifts away from the story I’m telling to
the things I don’t want to think about. There’s nothing to be
done. I fail again and again, fail more than I succeed, but that
doesn’t mean I don’t give my best effort.” (p. 2) |
Filmmaker Jonas Mekas and poet Cecilia Vicuna in UNCA Club, post-reading
Excerpt from Instan
by Cecilia Vicuna
“Being” is a compound of three forms: “to grow”, “to set in motion”
And “yes it may be so.”
To be not an estar, but a way of being.”
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Filmmaker Jonas Mekas celebrates the Lithuanian language
International Mother Language Day Reading
February, 2009
Elizabeth Little
Excerpts from Biting the Wax Tadpole: Confessions of a Language Fanatic
by Elizabeth Little
“…I love the patterns of language, the bits of grammatical code that
takes a series of sounds and makes sense of them. I love new
words, new sounds, new structure. But what I love best is
this: each foreign language that I learn is both deeply familiar
and entirely new. Every language has the same basic bits and
pieces that I use every day. And every language puts those pieces
together in a different – and oftentimes dazzling – way. For me,
studying language is like having a never-ending supply of mind-blowing
Pixies cover songs. I love the theme; I thrill to the variation.”
(page 23)
“for
me, language isn’t just an opportunity to flex my mental muscles.
Whether I’m traveling abroad or sitting at home, language is nothing
less than a great adventure. It’s full of culture, history,
humor. And yes, sometimes even humiliation. Language is, at its
heart, about humanity – and there’s nothing more human than being
humbled. But even though I may misconstrue verbs or mispronounce
words, the only real mistake I can make is to let the things I might
get wrong keep me from finding out what’s right.”
Only a lucky few of us will ever have the
opportunity to hop from city to city and country to country, to see all
we want to see of what the world has to show. But that doesn’t
mean we have to miss out on all the fun. There are nearly seven
thousand known living languages in the world, and each one is an
odyssey of its own. Don’t let fear keep you from finding out
firsthand. Pick up a grammar guide, listen to a language tape,
turn on a foreign film. Let go of your doubts, uncertainties, and
insecurities and start exploring – there are worlds out there just
waiting to be discovered.
And here’s a head start: bon voyage. (p. 186) |
New York Opera Society
November 2008
Volunteers for the Opera Society Event
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