Gather Together in My NameIn this second volume of her poignant autobiographical series, Maya Angelou powerfully captures the struggles and triumphs of her passionate life with dignity, wisdom, humor, and humanity. “A curiously heartening story in which decency, honor, truth, love do exist, imperfectly, fractionally and flickeringly, not in some Platonic realm of the ideal, but in the flawed lives of real men and women.”—The Washington Post Gather Together in My Name continues Maya Angelou’s personal story, begun so unforgettably in I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings. The time is the end of World War II and there is a sense of optimism everywhere. Maya Angelou, still in her teens, has given birth to a son. But the next few years are difficult ones as she tries to find a place in the world for herself and her child. She goes from job to job–and from man to man. She tries to return home–back to Stamps, Arkansas–but discovers that she is no longer part of that world. Then Maya’s life takes a dramatic turn, and she faces new challenges and temptations. |
Contents
Section 17 | 87 |
Section 18 | 96 |
Section 19 | 102 |
Section 20 | 108 |
Section 21 | 114 |
Section 22 | 121 |
Section 23 | 125 |
Section 24 | 132 |
Section 9 | 37 |
Section 10 | 41 |
Section 11 | 44 |
Section 12 | 48 |
Section 13 | 55 |
Section 14 | 63 |
Section 15 | 68 |
Section 16 | 75 |
Section 25 | 141 |
Section 26 | 153 |
Section 27 | 163 |
Section 28 | 175 |
Section 29 | 186 |
Section 30 | 195 |
Section 31 | 207 |
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