My first exposure to malaria was the silly scene in Born Free. Fast forward many years to Peace Corps and waking up with my cat licking the sweat off my face (Malawi is not a tropical country–I was sweating from fever). I had malaria only one time. I did all the things you are supposed to do, took the pills to prevent it, used my bug zapper and net. Still got it. Lived to tell. Sadly, especially for little children, malaria can go cerebral. That is scary to see. So today I’m giving you books about malaria.
Mosquitos are the sole delivery system of malaria. This book is on my TBR. The Mosquito by Timothy C. Winegard [nonfiction]
The Fever by Sonia Shah. I have not read this nonfiction history of the disease. It sounds very good.
I read this fun little Peace Corps and International Development memoir back in 2009. It’s a good story. First Comes Love, Then Comes Malaria by Eve Brown-Waite.
Typical late-Colonial era Bwana, somehow sans kneesocks and tie, in Kenya trying to fool Kenyans that DDT wasn’t harmful. Fertilizer salesman sometimes drank their liquid products to demonstrate how “safe” it was, too.