Blackberry Winter

Blackberry Winter
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Publisher : Kodansha
Total Pages : 344
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ISBN-10 : UCSC:32106015469049
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Book Synopsis Blackberry Winter by : Margaret Mead

Download or read book Blackberry Winter written by Margaret Mead and published by Kodansha. This book was released on 1995 with total page 344 pages. Available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. Book excerpt: The autobiography of a pioneer, this is Margaret Mead's story of her life as a woman and as an anthropologist. An enduring cultural icon, she came to represent the new woman, successfully combining motherhood with career, and scholarship with concern for its role in the lives of ordinary people. 62 photos.


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