A lot of the comedy is extremely intellectual. When I was able to obtain this classic 50s novel of a boy going to the U of Minnesota. Illustrated by Will Crawford illustrator. In the form of a young college man's memoir, it's a wacky mockery of American popular culture in the 1940s. The cover's edges are rubbed and frayed. The book is enlightening in one sense. This is a Fair condition hard cover with no dust jacket.
Prior owner name on front end page. AbeBooks, the AbeBooks logo, AbeBooks. Possible ex library copy, thatâ ll have the markings and stickers associated from the library. Click on a plot link to find similar books! At ThriftBooks, our motto is: Read More, Spend Less. This cast of characters are gloriously unaware of the social commentary they provide through hilarious situations that range from slapstick to puns to advanced science. This information helps us design a better experience for all users. Max Shulman's bestselling debut novel, written when he was almost as fresh-faced as his protagonist, delightfully skewers every sacred cow of collegiate life.
Oh for festal dainties spread,Like my bowl of milk and bread;Pewter spoon and bowl of wood,On the door-stone, gray and rude! Boards with some smudging and age darkening from handling. Pages can include considerable notes-in pen or highlighter-but the notes cannot obscure the text. I did a report in Middle School,50 years ago, on John Greenleaf Whittier and the main focus was on Barefoot Boy. For example, they let us know which features and sections are most popular. Textured red boards are clean, bumped at corners. Beyond the satire, every detail is exploited for comic effect: the author's preface and acknowledgements, faux quotations at the beginning of each chapter, characters' names, and the exaggerated purple prose of the narrator a would-be writer with literary pretensions. We take great pride in accurately describing the condition of our books and media, ship within 48 hours, and offer a 100% money back guarantee.
The spine may show signs of wear. It's almost our family Rosetta stone. While it's out of print and hard to find, this book strikes me as an amusing period piece, a snapshot in time with a handful of themes that might still be relevant today, told with some delightful turns of phrase. About this Item: Blakiston, 1944. The butt of the jokes are various campus groups: faculty, fraternities, sororities, counselors, freshman orientation, socialist groups, the football team, football fans, This was one of about 10 books my late uncle left to me. May contain limited notes, underlining or highlighting that does affect the text.
I guess they call that satire. I'm sure I missed joke This 1943 comedy novel is one of the funniest things I've ever read. He's the rube who has absorbed it all, and believes everything wholeheartedly. It showcases a satircal view of college life in the '40s, which should be hard to relate to having gone to University nearly 70 years later. Philadelphia, Pennsylvania: The Blakiston Company. Rather than simply acknowledge the boy's joy, the poem accuses the boy of not being capable of knowing it.
I was barely literate, and the kids in my new school were frightingly literate! I can see why he grew up wanting to be a writer like Max Shulman. Covers may have heavy shelfwear and edgewear. He learns that his dog has died, and his father, in an effort to soften the blow, tells an absurd story about a female bullfighter. Cheerily, then, my little man, Live and laugh, as boyhood can! Please review the types of cookies we use below. He meets such memorable characters as the freshman advisor, who, in order to turn Asa into a well-rounded individual, prescribes a course list that spans 100+ classes, including Latin and Etruscan languages. The summer before I started in the 10th grade, I took this little volume, went into the woods across the street from my house, and I read it out loud to the trees.
He is cheerfully exploited by nearly everyone he encounters during his freshman year. Description: A copy that has been read, but remains in clean condition. Still as my horizon grew, Larger grew my riches too; All the world I saw or knew Seemed a complex Chinese toy, Fashioned for a barefoot boy! Though the flinty slopes be hard, Stubble-speared the new-mown sward, Every morn shall lead thee through Fresh baptisms of the dew; Every evening from thy feet Shall the cool wind kiss the heat: All too soon these feet must hide In the prison cells of pride, Lose the freedom of the sod, Like a colt's for work be shod, Made to tread the mills of toil, Up and down in ceaseless moil: Happy if their track be found Never on forbidden ground; Happy if they sink not in Quick and treacherous sands of sin. The butt of the jokes are various campus groups: faculty, fraternities, sororities, counselors, freshman orientation, socialist groups, the football team, football fans, student government, and the student paper. The summer before I started in the 10th grade, I took this little volume, went into the woods across the street from my house, and I read it out loud to the trees. Author: Max Shulman Publisher: Open Road Media 2016.
For, eschewing books and tasks, Nature answers all he asks; Hand in hand with her he walks, Face to face with her he talks, Part and parcel of her joy, Blessings on the barefoot boy! My sense of humor apparently has not changed- or improved. Pages are intact and are not marred by notes or highlighting, but may contain a neat previous owner name. O'er me, like a regal tent,Cloudy-ribbed, the sunset bent,Purple-curtained, fringed with gold,Looped in many a wind-swung fold;While for music came the playOf the pied frogs' orchestra;And, to light the noisy choir,Lit the fly his lamp of fire. To learn more about cookies, please see our. Stine for recommending this book. Much of the comedy is layered within itself so that one joke leads to two, to five, to ten. I got the puns, the play on words, and the wonderfully cute love story of another barefoot boy.
I was accepted in Case Western then Case School of Applied Science. I guess they call that satire. Oh for festal dainties spread, Like my bowl of milk and bread; Pewter spoon and bowl of wood, On the door-stone, gray and rude! I got the puns, the play on words, and the wonderfully cute love story of another barefoot boy. Blessings on thee, little man, Barefoot boy, with cheek of tan! For, eschewing books and tasks,Nature answers all he asks;Hand in hand with her he walks,Face to face with her he talks,Part and parcel of her joy, -Blessings on the barefoot boy! I was forced to stay after school until I could recite the first then lines from memory. Though the flinty slopes be hard,Stubble-speared the new-mown sward,Every morn shall lead thee throughFresh baptisms of the dew;Every evening from thy feetShall the cool wind kiss the heat:All too soon these feet must hideIn the prison cells of pride,Lose the freedom of the sod,Like a colt's for work be shod,Made to tread the mills of toil,Up and down in ceaseless moil:Happy if their track be foundNever on forbidden ground;Happy if they sink not inQuick and treacherous sands of sin.
All pages are intact, and the cover is intact. It is an extraordinary volume with references to recent and far distant past. And when Asa finally arrives at the University of Minnesota--wham! About this Item: The Blakiston Company. Inscription not by the author on the free endpaper. Asa Hearthrug goes off to college, leaving his careworn mother, i Every member of my family has read this book several times. Pages may include highlighting, writing and other markings.