Word: englishness
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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Born in England of Indian parents, Iyer immigrated to California when he was seven, and soon began commuting 5,500 miles back to Britain to attend Eton and then Oxford, where he took a master's degree in English. Betwixt and between, Iyer traveled. When he was 17, he toured by bus through half a dozen Latin American countries. Eventually, he quit globe-trotting long enough to pick up another master's degree, at Harvard, where he also taught for two years before signing on as a staff writer for TIME in 1982. (He accepted the job from...
...million adult aliens who sought amnesty under the program that ended last month now face a new hurdle: to remain in the U.S., they must pass tests in history and basic English. Since many are illiterate in their own language, this is no small obstacle. The Immigration and Naturalization Service has been slow to detail the requirements or offer textbooks, but Los Angeles, with 745,000 applicants, has jumped into the breach. The city has enrolled 30,000 adults, a number expected to reach 200,000 by July...
...accommodate immigrants working long shifts, one community school has added classes from 9:30 p.m. to 2 a.m. and from 2 a.m. to 6 a.m. "I only get about two hours sleep," says wee-hour Student Jorge Chacon, who left El Salvador in 1974. "But I need to learn English...
Tucker was perhaps the most gifted of the English sculptors nurtured by % Anthony Caro's teaching at St. Martin's School in London 30 years ago. They were all struggling to get out from the monolithic influence of Henry Moore by constructing open sculpture from wood or steel, instead of carving or modeling. By the late '70s Tucker was bringing an unusual intensity and even drama to his constructed work. He made pieces like the magisterial House of the Hanged Man, 1981, out of weathered, blackened balks of timber and bits of roof trusses and piers held together with massive...
...starstruck American youngsters gather for autographs, but the kids of Sarafina! don't preen like the show horses of your average chorus line. The girls are mostly hefty. The boys tend toward skinny. Plain faces, remarkably ordinary. Bopping and hopping onstage, they maintain a wary reserve off-hours. Their English is lilting, halting, and political questions are turned aside for fear of reprisals back home. Five minutes before curtain, a hush falls over the backstage. They gather for a nightly ritual, heads bent in prayer. Soft voices rise and fall in a Zulu chant. In the corridor, band members stop...