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...solidly Negro area around Philadelphia's Chester A. Arthur School is the kind of poverty-ridden slum where more than 40% of the people are on relief and illegitimacy is common. Yet last week some of the area's most "hopeless" youngsters aged eight to twelve, put on a boffo production of Sophocles' Oedipus Rex in the Yeats translation. They had already staged Cocteau's Orphee at their 60-seat Philadelphia Theater for Children, an abandoned slum building. Equally adept at Shakespeare, the kids cheerily greeted each other with "What ho, varlet?" and "How now, spirit...
More Fun with T.S. In 1961, Speeth took a job teaching second grade at Arthur School, where he was appalled at "basal" readers such as Fun with Dick and Jane. He reasoned that apart from the intrinsic fatuousness of the books Negro slum kids could not have much in common with the middle-class white children who are the characters in the books...
...will lift up mine eyes unto the pills. Nembutal yellow as buttercups, azure amytal and the purple benzedrine, slum-berol, and hey, ho, the valleyol. Life pills to keep you sterile and death pills for inducing permanent sleep and an open verdict." The dangers of drugs were everywhere in the headlines, and Malcolm Muggeridge, 59, the gadfly columnist of Britain's New Statesman, was not the man to let opportunity sleep. Continued Muggeridge, in a biting psalm for the pill takers of our time: "A pill a day keeps the druggist in pay. Pills for slimming, pills for fattening...
...occasion, small, taciturn Köthe Kollwitz could slip into melodrama, but the occasion was rare. She drew the unemployed, the underfed, the suddenly bereaved; often she found inspiration in Berlin's city morgue-by sketching accident or murder victims. Whether in the morgue, on a slum sidewalk, or in her big, incredibly cluttered studio in the Prussian Academy of Arts, the rhythm of her crayon or pencil varied with the mood, now feverish with shock, now heavy with despair. She was capable of depicting love in a tender drawing of a mother and a child; but in another...
...below the surface in a bathtub, her open eyes transfixed in a death agony. Strangers dishonestly suggests that it is reporting the plight of a typical Puerto Rican family; in fact, few households would witness such a concoction of swirling agonies in a lifetime in Manhattan's uptown slum. But as fiction, Strangers is a gripping shocker...