Recipes from the Multicultural Fair

Not able to make it to Cleveland State’s 2011 Multicultural Fair?  You can still whip up some deliciously multicultural dishes in your own kitchen!

The Black Rice and La Bouillie (Haitian Oatmeal) recipes come from Esther Michaud, a CSCC student originally from Haiti (she’s pictured serving La Bouillie at her booth during the fair)

The Afghan tea recipe was inspired by this quote from Three Cups of Tea, a Spring 2011 PAGES book club selection:

“The first time you take tea…

you are a stranger.

The second time you take tea,

you are an

honored guest.

The third time you share a cup of tea,

you become family.”

– a Balti saying quoted by Greg Mortenson in Three Cups
of Tea

Afghan Tea Recipe

Black Rice Recipe

La Bouillie Recipe

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Photos from the Multicultural Fest

Esther shares the cuisine of her island home

Andy enjoying a cup of Afghan tea

Frankie displays her Malaysian finery

PAGES display and Afghan tea

Monica's lovely library display

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Three cups of fraud?

Allegations have been made claiming that many of the events in Greg Mortenson’s best-seller Three Cups of Tea never happened!  Read the news story from CNN.com below:

http://www.cnn.com/2011/SHOWBIZ/04/17/three.cups.of.tea.controversy/index.html?hpt=C1

Three Cups of Tea was one of our selections for the PAGES book club.  Were any of you in that group?  What do you think?  Please leave us your comments.

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What is your story?

In honor of National Library Week, we’d like to share this video with you:

There are many reasons people come into the library.  Each library patron has a story to tell!

What is your library story?  Please share it with us in the comments below.

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Try a Cup of Tea, or Three

If you are planning on attending the Cleveland State Multicultural Fair this Saturday, April 16, from 10 to 1,  be sure to stop by the Library’s booth – we’ll be serving free Afghan-style tea, in honor of Three Cups of Tea, one of this semester’s PAGES Book Club selections.

 

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“Create your own Story @ your library” National Library Week April 10-16, 2011

Join us in celebrating “National Library Week”

April 10-16, 2011

Did you know that your library has a selection of bestsellers for your leisure reading ?  If you’re not sure how to find these please ask one of the library staff and we’ll help you find a book that you’ll enjoy!  One of the latest arrivals is “Stones into Schools”.  This is the followup book to Greg Mortenson’s #1 bestseller “Three Cups of Tea”, a book selected and read in the Spring 2011 Pages Book Club. 

Remember, we have a wide selection and will have something just for you.  Also don’t forget about our large selection of children’s books and youth reading.  Hope to see you soon.

 

The Library Staff

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Slade’s fave

Slade, our InterLibrary Loan Coordinator, has chosen this poem:

I’ve Dreamt of You So Often

By Robert Desnos, translated by Mary Ann Caws

 

I’ve dreamt of you so often that you become unreal.

Is there still time to reach this living body and to kiss on its mouth the birth of

the voice so dear to me?

I’ve dreamt of you so often that my arms used to embracing your shadow and

only crossing on my own chest might no longer meet your body’s shape.

And before the real appearance of what has haunted and ruled me for days

and years I would doubtless become a shadow.

Oh the shifts of feeling.

I’ve dreamt of you so often that it is doubtless no longer time for me to wake. I

sleep standing, my body exposed to all the appearances of life and love and you,

who only count today for me, I could touch your forehead and your lips less

easily than any other lips and forehead.

I’ve dreamt of you so often, walked, spoken, slept so often with your phantom

that perhaps all that yet remains for me is to be a phantom among the phantoms

and a hundred times more shadow than the shadow which saunters and will

saunter so gladly over the sundail of your life.

 

The Yale Anthology of Twentieth-Century French Poetry, call # PQ 1170.E6 Y35 2004

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“The Road Not Taken”

Robert Frost (1874–1963).  Mountain Interval.  1920.

1. The Road Not Taken

TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth;         5 Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same,         10 And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back.         15 I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.         20

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Another favorite

Sarah, our library’s Records Coordinator, would like to share this poem from the Songs and Sonets of John Donne (call # PR 2247.S6 1967).  For more on John Donne, check out one of our B&T Best Sellers: the Lady and the Poet by Maeve Haran, a historical romance based on the life of John Donne.

The Sun Rising

by John Donne

Busy old fool, unruly Sun,
Why dost thou thus,
Through windows, and through curtains, call on us ?
Must to thy motions lovers’ seasons run ?
Saucy pedantic wretch, go chide
Late schoolboys and sour prentices,
Go tell court-huntsmen that the King will ride,
Call country ants to harvest offices ;
Love, all alike, no season knows nor clime,
Nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.

Thy beams so reverend, and strong
Why shouldst thou think ?
I could eclipse and cloud them with a wink,
But that I would not lose her sight so long:
If her eyes have not blinded thine,
Look, and tomorrow late tell me,
Whether both the Indias of spice and mine
Be where thou left’st them, or lie here with me.
Ask for those Kings whom thou saw’st yesterday,
And thou shalt hear, ‘All here in one bed lay.’

She is all States, and all Princes I,
Nothing else is :
Princes do but play us ; compar’d to this,
All honour’s mimic, all wealth alchemy.
Thou, sun, art half as happy as we,
In that the world’s contracted thus ;
Thine age asks ease, and since thy duties be
To warm the world, that’s done in warming us.
Shine here to us, and thou art everywhere ;
This bed thy centre is, these walls, thy sphere.

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One of my favorite poems…

Terri  Engebretson- Circulation Coordinator

 Cleveland State Community  College Library

TREES
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree

A tree whose hungry mouth is pressed
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day
And lifts her leafy arms to pray,

A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair

Upon whose blossom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems were made by fools like me
But only God can make a tree.
­Joyce Kilmer

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