Word: farmed
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...letter writers had centered their criticism, in an eight-hour-collective session, on a farm novel called Meditation by one F. Panfyorov. Answered he wanly: "I'm glad so many people read my book...
...happily ever after raising norms, was getting too much for even barnyard critics to take. Last week Moscow's Literary Gazette, newspaper of the writers' union, published a letter reflecting the collective complaints of 19,000 "milkmaids, swineherds, calf-maids, gardeners, field hands, tractor drivers and collective farm chairmen.'' Gist: Soviet writers should stop filling their novels with foolishly detailed descriptions of farm chores they know nothing about and calling the result literature...
...best painter. This month Mabe ventured into the European arena and walked off with top honors at Paris' first biennial (for painters under 35): the Prix Braun for the best "painter in oils" and a six months' scholarship for study in Paris. Manabu Mabe, a Japanese-born farm hand who had sold only one painting in his life (for $12 to a friend), found himself with a sellout show in Rio de Janeiro; dealers from Caracas, Paris, New York and Rome were plying him with offers...
Little Manabu tended rice and vegetables between the rows of coffee trees, gradually grew husky enough to tote the 88-lb. coffee sacks. He taught himself to read Portuguese at night by kerosene lamplight, hoarded scraps of paper to make sketches on. But the heavy farm work, plus malaria and amoebic dysentery, bore down relentlessly on the family. The father proved too thin and weak for field work, devoted his waning life to drinking pinga (sugarcane spirits), finally died of cancer. Mabe, the eldest of the seven children, borrowed enough money to become a small-time farmer, struggled to keep...
...last week Artist Mabe had paid off the last of his old farm debts, and packed his bags for Paris. "I've given my brother-in-law the tie business," he said happily. "I'm a painter now, a real painter...