Reviews for Communicating Care The Languae of Nursing

The average rating for Communicating Care The Languae of Nursing based on 2 reviews is 4 stars.

Review # 1 was written on 2013-01-31 00:00:00 Joshua Hernandez When Parks is at his best you'll be truly whisked into his hot, hilarious, frustrating, delicious, lost in translation Italian world. Following on from his Italian Neighbors, here he covers parenthood as he and his wife raise two kids, Michele and Stefi, in a town near Verona. As in the previous book we get lots of sketches of village life, flora, fauna and other characters like his new neighbors, the insurance salesman and his in-laws. There's also a fair amount of pointing out Italian foibles (and worse), similar territory to that covered in Hooper's The Italians, but Parks takes a topic like sexism or religion and shows how it's woven into life. But it's generally good natured and he also takes time to savor what makes Italy great, food and drink obviously, less obviously a place where "Never is it easier to be oneself and relaxed about it than when you know exactly what is expected of you." It's also a very funny book, I laughed a lot more than with Italian Neighbors, and his kids' antics especially were rendered with perfect comedic timing. I think anyone raising kids, and especially dads, will get a kick out of this book. Finally, it's also an ode to the language Parks has adopted and his kids received as part of their Italian education (along with a bit of dialect Diobon!). It's filled with Italian words and phrases that you might never come across in your guidebook but you'll be itching to use on your next visit or what the hell -facciamo le corna—why not right now, out loud, in your living room or on the F train? And of course (since Parks also moonlights as a translator) he faithfully translates everything so you will learn that segheria means sawmill, a tartarughina is a baby turtle and the endlessly useful sai com’è? means well... you know how it is?

Review # 2 was written on 2020-12-30 00:00:00 Mike Williams Italian lullabies, like "Ninna Nonna, Ninna O / Questo bimbo, a chi lo do?" Nap my gramma, nap OH, This baby, to whom shall I give? Or Italian recipes, rather imaginative ones (111). Wonderful on Italian contradictions: the assumption that all workers are shiftless, whereas all thieves are most efficient, competent. Then, public speaking, always read off cards or prompters: no merit here to speaking or thinking on one's feet. However great Italians perform in private, they plod in public. Proudly. (Doubtless the effect of plodding schooling, I add, having watched my grandkids grow in Milan. Latin and Greek at classical public HS: 160 forms of the Greek verb. Any real translation? No. ) So much Italian education, for a century, has emphasized orthodox ideas expressed in extravagant, exhortatory, prideful tone. The same in 1915 women's textbooks, 1938 fascist eulogy, and in 1996, Gino d'Arezzo's poem on the New Man. Many Italian cultural mysteries enter into this book, usually through the author's ironic lens. Medusa. The Certificato di verginità, etc. I have quoted Tim Parks whenever I joined a discussion of English Composition as a Department Chair, or nationally: In the 30's in Italy, the criterion of judging "good composition" was, How well does the student praise Mussolini? (One priest in Treviso I think, just praised M on the 70th anniversary of his death. That priest was hoping for a promotion--in the 30's.) The point is: English Composition has always been judged by extraneous criteria. Parks's It Ed is revealing, and well told. By the way, Tim Parks just delivered the Traverso Italian Studies lecture at SUNY-New Paltz that I gave in 2013, on my usual current subject, Giordano Bruno.