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Homespun wisdom
ANY book that has spent over three years on the New York Times
bestseller list must have some thing going for it. That was the
principal reason I picked up Mitch Albom's Tuesdays with Morrie
(Warner) which, last week, completed a reign of 170 weeks near
the top of the bestseller list. The book is subtitled "An Old
Man, A Young Man, and Life's Greatest Lesson" and it is not the
sort of book I usually read. But once I opened it, I was hooked,
as you sometimes are by exceptionally well told TV sitcoms
featuring good ole folks. For that is what Tuesdays with Morrie
is in essence - simple, homespun stories and perceptions
powerfully retailed.
Mitch Albom is an award-winning sportswriter and he puts his
writing skills to good use in this account of the final days of
his favourite professor in college, Morrie Schwartz. Long after
Mitch had passed out of college, he learned, by chance, that his
old professor was dying of amyotrophic lateral sclerosis or Lou
Gehrig's disease, "a brutal, unforgiving illness of the
neurological system".
Guiltily remembering an old promise to look up his old professor
from time to time, Albom makes the journey to Morrie's house in
West Newton Massachusetts.
In the writer's words, this is what came next : "The last class
of my old professor's life took place once a week in his house,
by a window in the study where he could watch a small hibiscus
plant shed its pink leaves. The class met on Tuesday. It began
after breakfast. The subject was 'The Meaning of Life'. It was
taught from experience.
"No books were required, yet many topics were covered, including
love, work, community, family, aging, forgiveness, and finally,
death. The last lecture was brief, only a few words"
From the moment they met again until Morrie's death, teacher and
student addressed the big questions of life and, as always,
Morrie was a brilliant teacher. Even as the disease conquered his
faculties one by one, his spirit refused to give in. He
constantly entertained visitors and - even when he was too far
gone to eat, look after himself or even go to the bathroom - he
remained an inexhaustible fund of good cheer, wisdom and
strength.
Sometime in the course of their time together, the idea of a book
came up, and Morrie Schwartz enthusiastically agreed to
participate in the project although he knew he would not live to
see it published. Not that he minded particularly for, in keeping
with one of his homespun aphorisms, death was not a full-stop for
the dead person lived on in the hearts and minds of those who
loved him and cherished his memory.
By that yardstick, Morrie Schwartz remains very much alive. And,
it is very refreshing to think that in today's cynical world,
there are still millions of people all over the world, who are
attracted to maxims like "Forgive yourself, forgive others" and
"Love each other or die" (borrowed from his favourite poet W.H
Auden).
Tuesdays with Morrie may not qualify as great literature but it
is a book from the heart. It gave me pause, and quite a lot to
think about, and I am sure it will have the same effect on anyone
who is willing to give it a chance.
DAVID DAVIDAR
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