Wandering through Life

Wandering through Life: A Memoir by Donna Leon
My rating: 2 of 5 stars

Very disappointing.
I gave it 2 stars only because I appreciated author's writing style and sense of humour.
As for contents - google search pointed to a review starting with "Delightfully approachable but disappointingly unrevealing".
That's right - waste of time.
There is only one topic which inspired me to some thoughts: work in American institutions in other countries - Iran, China, Saudi Arabia.
I worked 2 years in Middle East and met American professionals there. My impression was - disregard for the job and surrounding environment.
Donna Leon confirms it 100%.

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Gemini

 Gemini -  yesterday Google notified me they can support me even better - new Assistant - Gemini - CLICK.

I am open to interesting suggestions, so I tried.
- Who won this year's Nobel Prize in Literature?
- Han Kang, South Korea.
- How many women have won the Nobel Prize in Literature?
- 18, in recent years they have won more often than men.

That's right.
On the sidelines I will mention that the Prize has been awarded 116 times, so it will take a long time for the gender balance to even out.

Then I asked if any books by this author are available in public libraries in Melbourne.
They are, I was given the appropriate links.

Seeing that my Twins know something I tried something that really interests me...
- Do you know anything about Joice Nankivell-Loch?
- I don't know, it may be private information that I don't have access to.

Transcript of the further conversation below...

I admit that my answer was brusque, but I think it was justified.

I was interested in the matter because an Australian woman with that name was decorated with the Polish highest distinction - Order of the White Eagle in 1923. The decoration was probably made by the Chief of State - Józef Piłsudski.

I know quite a bit about this lady, I bet that more than 99.9% of Australians.

Unfortunately, I did not do better on Polish soil.
Last year, on May 3, the 100th anniversary of this decoration struck, so I sent an email with this information to:
- President of Poland - A. Duda,
- The Polish consulate in Australia, 
- The Australian consulate in Poland.

In the email I suggested that it could be a nice element during diplomatic meetings.
The Polish Consulate in Australia responded nicely.
The other two recipients - not a word.

I don't have any major complaints - Joice Nankivell-Loch definitely didn't feel good in Australia, she chose to do charity work in other countries - Poland, Greece, Romania, British Mandate of Palestine. I'm not surprised that Australians don't know about her.
As for the President of the Republic of Poland, I got a warning that the Chancellery is not able to respond to all emails, so I they don't guarantee a response.

But Artificial Intelligence?

Just be aware!

Barefoot on the grass

 One day, I left home, walked to the park and... took off my shoes...

I felt Mother Earth under my feet.

Because it all started with Mother.
Even at preschool age, she encouraged me to walk barefoot in the grass behind the house in the mornings, in the dew.
I was not very eager to do it, anyway for the first 11 years of my life I never put on rubber shoes, only leather.

It was 1952, the Olympic year, and on that occasion I watched newsreels of sports competitions in the cinema. I paid special attention to the US athletes - in the newspapers and radio news (Communist Poland) I read/heard about their decadent lifestyle and here - athletes, not worse than the Soviet ones.
Especially basketball players - all in stylish sneakers.
And then domestically produced sneakers appeared in stores.
When I mentioned to Mother that I would like to have some, she grabbed her head in despair - it's murder - rubber, the foot doesn't breathe.
And so, without breathing - for 72 years.

Last Sunday I overheard on youtube a health program that my wife regularly listens to, and there - the electrostatics of the human body.
I didn't need more - I hurried to a nearby park.

Of course, I moved away from the paths sprinkled with sharp gravel and looked around.
Firstly under my feet... on a golf course...

On a cricket field...

Eventually I walked mostly on medium height grass on the oval, 
Then I looked up...
Trees intertwined in an embrace...

There is no aggression, so it is not wrestling.
 Perhaps it illustrates the history of a relationship... love, rivalry for influence in the family, and in the end - staying in the hug just for survival. 

 Anyway - I felt hungry. I glanced at the trees one last time...

Looks like we will have broccoli as a vegetable for dinner this night.

By the Way - my favourable place for barefoot walks is an oval in nearby Wattle Park.
On Saturdays it is occupied by rightful owners - cricketers...

Their field is marked with plastic bowls - red and blue on an image above.
It leaves a lot od space for me... and one risk.
In cricket the highest score (6 pts) is awarded when a batter sends a ball behind a line.
Luckily they did not hit me :))))

P.S. Here are 2 randomly found articles about benefits of barefoot walking 
1. Electrical connection with Earth - CLICK.
2. Muscles and bones - CLICK.