This special issue of the International Review of Education includes contri butions on indigenous knowledge, the cultural context of learning and on the interplay between the so-called "traditional" and "modern" ways of educa tion. It starts from the assumption that cultures are not static, that they are shifting and mutating, and that the Western need to encapsulate "other cultures," which found its most extreme form in their being frozen in time and boxed behind glass in museums of ethnology, has distorted our under standing of the way in which different cultures create, recreate and repro...

Despite over 50 years of literacy training by the Mexican government, the National Census records an illiteracy rate of over 70 percent in most Indian communities. This book attempts to discover why so many Indians are illiterate today despite an indigenous literary tradition that dates back to the pre-Conquest period. The author sees language as the main factor explaining the high illiteracy rate in the Indian regions. Although alphabets have been created for most of Mexico's indigenous languages, there is no longer a literate tradition in the languages themselves, and writing is...

LINDA KING, a young, beautiful poet and sculptor lived in Los Angeles during the 1970's at the beginning of the Women's Liberation movement. She meets Charles Bukowski, an underground writer/poet and columnist of Notes of a Dirty Old Man for the Los Angeles Free Press. She offered to do a sculpture of his head. While sculpting his acne scarred face, he seduces her with his letters, writing and wit. They falls in love. This is the story of their passionate and humorous relationship of loving and hating, fighting and splitting, Ms King doesn't hold back on the pain or the pleasure.

Linda King's Exposed - 2nd Edition - Erotic Poetry

blame god for not existingbeing bears too heavy a load Staring into and speaking directly at the very fiber of being, Linda King's collection of poems Reality Wayfarers propels a bold missive into this apparent void, which often seems better suited for muting whatever we're trying to say than providing any kind of feedback - not even echoes. It is a frightening and painful exercise but a worthwhile one which only the truest and bravest of souls can hope to even attempt and still be sustained. As Ms. King puts it: you are heresomewhere between the actual and the imaginary What we know of...

Linda Kings poems about Charles Bukowski. "Nobody can fully digest Bukowski."