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Don't Let's Go to the Dogs Tonight: An African Childhood

Alexandra Fuller

Paperback | Pages: 315 pages

Rating: 3.97 | 47588 Users | 3329 Reviews

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Original Title:	Don't Let's Go to the Dogs Tonight: An African Childhood
Edition Language:	English
Setting:	Zimbabwe Malawi Zambia
Literary Awards:	Guardian First Book Award Nominee (2002), Book Sense Book of the Year Award for Adult Nonfiction (2003), Winifred Holtby Memorial Prize (2002)

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In Don’t Let’s Go to the Dogs Tonight, Alexandra Fuller remembers her African childhood with candor and sensitivity. Though it is a diary of an unruly life in an often inhospitable place, it is suffused with Fuller’s endearing ability to find laughter, even when there is little to celebrate. Fuller’s debut is unsentimental and unflinching but always captivating. In wry and sometimes hilarious prose, she stares down disaster and looks back with rage and love at the life of an extraordinary family in an extraordinary time.

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Title	:	Don't Let's Go to the Dogs Tonight: An African Childhood
Author	:	Alexandra Fuller
Book Format	:	Paperback
Book Edition	:	Anniversary Edition
Pages	:	Pages: 315 pages
Published	:	March 11th 2003 by Random House Trade Paperbacks (first published 2001)
Categories	:	Autobiography. Memoir. Nonfiction. Cultural. Africa. Biography. Biography Memoir. Eastern Africa. Zimbabwe

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This is the second book I've read by fuller and I just love her writing style and the story she has to tell. Growing up in the 70's as ex-pats in a country still fighting for it's own independence. Where it's normal to live carrying guns and needing escorts just to go to the local village, in case you drive over landmines or get assaulted. And then to have to grow up in a family as unusual as alexandra's is just such a fascinating story. A mother who is heartbroken from a loss of a child, who

I was completely mesmerized reading this highly compelling memoir of Alexandra Fuller's childhood experiences as a British expat family living in Rhodesia (now Zimbabwe), during the time of ending colonialism in the 70s-90s. This book captivated me on so many different levels:I was captivated by the writing: the author writes with candor and wit about her chaotic, often tragic childhood. The writing is poetic, yet understated, letting the beauty and harshness of the landscape and her experiences

I lie with my arms over the cat, awake and waiting. African dawn, noisy with animals and the servants and Dad waking up and a tractor coughing into life somewhere down at the workshop, clutters into the room.Another in my 52 Books Around the World Challenge, Dont Lets Go to the Dogs Tonight is exactly the kind of book I have been hoping for in my quest to immerse myself in another country. Ms. Fuller grew up in Africa, the opening lines of the book taking place in Rhodesia (now Zimbabwe).

I read an article by a book reviewer a little while ago in which they talked about how sick they were of "growing up in fill-in-the-blank" books and wished people would be more original. I think that's incredibly misguided. Growing up isn't a cliche, it's just something that happens a lot that's important. So people are going to write about it, and good for them.They don't usually write about it this well though. This is one of those books that tops out on many different levels at the same time-

I am African by accident, not by birth. So while soul, heart, and the bent of my mind are African, my skin blaringly begs to differ and is resolutely white. And while I insist on my Africanness (if such a singular thing can exist on such a vast and varied continent), I am forced to acknowledge that almost half my life in Africa was realized in a bubble of Anglocentricity, as if black Africans had not culture worth noticing and as if they did not exist except as servants and (more dangerously) as

An autobiography about growing up in colonial Rhodesia (present-day Zimbabwe). Two things made me curious about this book: it's from the perspective of the child of colonialists, and the events are fairly recent as it takes place in the 1970's-1990's.The voice is that of a relatively innocent young girl (as innocent as you can be in midst of war and dire economic circumstances) and she's allowed to tell her childhood as she saw it, good and bad.I've had fairly mixed feelings about this book: I

I read this book (well, most of it, I admit, I didn't finish and didn't want to) while in training as a Peace Corps Volunteer in Namibia, Africa. I found the writing to be disjointed and the colonial attitudes to be far too accurate. I might have liked it better before going to Africa, before seeing first-hand what various colonizing governments did to people, but maybe not. I might have liked it better if she told her memories in order, rather than jumping around so I had some clue as to where