girls who grew up lonely
400 pages of how a girl grew up through the thick and thin, finally done, after one day’s toiling in the shopping malls, I closed the heavy book with a sigh. I should have finished it days ago, yet the pains during the period caused all the dizziness in my brain. I was unable to stand the detailed murmuring of her life, love, fear or hatred. I put it aside, indulging myself in chocolates and deserts of all kinds available. It cures the pain effectively, as it had already been proved by scientists. The herbal medicine is no longer working for me now. I could not help but thinking of the quotation of Grace and Cornelia made to Elaine, something to the effect that when blood starts to come from your thighs, you are damned.
I would not concur in applying the tag feministic to the novel, though it definitely is a feminine book, abounding in the dark smell of female hormone. I just do not think it is fair to draw the line of demarcation between masculine and feminine in literature. When the detailed record of masturbation could be classified either as classical or at least bildungsroman, it would be ridiculous to tag feminism to every kind of literature that deals with the other genre. Just like masturbation, period is the happy yet painful experience that every woman could not be totally devoid of. If novels with male protagonists are not called masculinism or something like that, what is the point of calling the novels with female protagonists feministic?
It is not a book that could be classified as a masterpiece. It is not even Atwood’s best piece of work. Yet anyway, it is a readably novel. I could identify myself with Elaine in almost every aspect. Girls grow up lonely are less feminine than their peers, I think.
She mentioned her nervousness of being a mother. I could perceive that from my mom. When I was young, she had to act the multi-role of mother, wife, daughter and daughter-in-law, among which the first is most alien to her. Thought it is said that women were born to be mothers, I could sense her nervousness. Unconsciously, she rejected the concept that her daughter was moving from childhood to adolescence and adulthood. My first period scares her a bit. She refused for a short period of time the thought that I might be in need of brassier. I bought them with the aid of my elder classmates who had once been guided by their seniors. That is how the majority of girls, at least girls whom I know grew up. We teach each other how to do the hair, how to choose the moisturizer and the lingerie.
That is why I could understand the relationship between Elaine and Cornelia. They are not as intimate as families, yet they have to support each other through all, despite their involuntariness. Two strands of emotions, love and hatred, fight each other. I could understand why such a great proportion of the whole novel had been devoted to the description of the chores between the girls.
I would not concur in applying the tag feministic to the novel, though it definitely is a feminine book, abounding in the dark smell of female hormone. I just do not think it is fair to draw the line of demarcation between masculine and feminine in literature. When the detailed record of masturbation could be classified either as classical or at least bildungsroman, it would be ridiculous to tag feminism to every kind of literature that deals with the other genre. Just like masturbation, period is the happy yet painful experience that every woman could not be totally devoid of. If novels with male protagonists are not called masculinism or something like that, what is the point of calling the novels with female protagonists feministic?
It is not a book that could be classified as a masterpiece. It is not even Atwood’s best piece of work. Yet anyway, it is a readably novel. I could identify myself with Elaine in almost every aspect. Girls grow up lonely are less feminine than their peers, I think.
She mentioned her nervousness of being a mother. I could perceive that from my mom. When I was young, she had to act the multi-role of mother, wife, daughter and daughter-in-law, among which the first is most alien to her. Thought it is said that women were born to be mothers, I could sense her nervousness. Unconsciously, she rejected the concept that her daughter was moving from childhood to adolescence and adulthood. My first period scares her a bit. She refused for a short period of time the thought that I might be in need of brassier. I bought them with the aid of my elder classmates who had once been guided by their seniors. That is how the majority of girls, at least girls whom I know grew up. We teach each other how to do the hair, how to choose the moisturizer and the lingerie.
That is why I could understand the relationship between Elaine and Cornelia. They are not as intimate as families, yet they have to support each other through all, despite their involuntariness. Two strands of emotions, love and hatred, fight each other. I could understand why such a great proportion of the whole novel had been devoted to the description of the chores between the girls.
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