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“I remember wondering, within a year or two of taking my first steps, why only men sat to drink tea and converse, and why women were always busy. I reasoned that men were weak and needed rest.”
“I remember wondering, within a year or two of taking my first steps, why only men sat to drink tea and converse, and why women were always busy. I reasoned that men were weak and needed rest.”
#weeklyforecast
Finished two books this week (will post my review of My Name is Lucy Barton in the next couple of days).
Almost done with The Maid; slowly getting my way through Book, Most Fun and Billy Boyle. Will be starting my upcoming reads in the next day or two.
Having read a record 23 books in December, I had a lot of excellent books. I‘ve chosen the tagged book for its message of female empowerment about childbirth during another misogynistic time period—when men imposed their will on women and thought they knew more about birthing a child and women‘s illnesses than the women themselves. A timely book it seems. #12booksin2024 @Andrew65
What an excellent book—a huge shoutout to the power of women over misogyny early last century, mostly set in #Canada but a few important moments in #Boston. The main character was raised to be a midwife. When a male doctor comes to town, he insists the old ways are dangerous and his newfangled ways (including forceps) are safer. There is so much to unpack about this book a short review cannot do it justice. In general, it speaks to the power ⬇️
“when the reading of such literature is associated with idleness…a woman‘s thoughts and feelings cannot be other than impure and sensual…novel-reading causes, at the very least, fretting, nightmares and a bad complexion.”
That explains so much! 😂
#foodandlit #Canada @Catsandbooks
Enjoyed this book even though there was heartbreak throughout.
As a descendant of the Acadians myself, I waited far too long to learn about this pivotal event in history. When I was small, my Cajun family had always told me about how we as a French offshoot came to be in Louisiana, the expulsion from Canada, “le grand dérangement,” but it was so distant in collective memory, it was a sort of legend and was in a tl;dr format. I hadn‘t thought much about it, but I finally decided I‘d like to know the details.