Are you one of those people who grieve about the good old days? This would be measured in terms of age. The older you are, the bitter and bigger the sentiment. What about if you are eighteen years old, or twenty five? Maybe eighty. Or approaching sixty like me? I am not one of those people who think past times were better - because life has always been the same; same old problems and joys, governments in crisis and doom mongers predicting end of life. So I won’t weep over history. It’s like shedding crocodile tears.
According to myths, the idiom, shedding crocodile
tears, means the crafty, dangerous reptiles weep in order to trick their
victims... Idioms are the salt and sugar
of any given language. I think the fantastic great past is nothing more than
crocodile tears for what is going on in the present. Having washed my hands, let us rock and rewind
the clock for a few seconds and picture 1960s and 1970s Tanzania.
Reading was very fashionable.
As a teenager around 1967 to 1975 it was common for us to have a novel in the pocket and compete and show off what you have been reading. Back then we wiped off a lot of novels.
As a teenager around 1967 to 1975 it was common for us to have a novel in the pocket and compete and show off what you have been reading. Back then we wiped off a lot of novels.
