Growing up is tough. Life that is so simple suddenly becomes complicated at around age 13, and it seems like instead of figuring things out, more and more questions unravel as we get older. What does it even mean to be a woman? But more specifically, a Christian woman? Over the past few years, I’ve been on a quest for answers to that question. I’ve studied my peers, older women in my life, and I’ve read a few books. And I’ve started to find the answer.
Hey, you guys! Happy 2019! How was your New Year?
Originally this was supposed to be my 2019 reading list, but after I scheduled it I had a sinking feeling that it was going to be awfully boring. XD So a few days later I rewrote it. Then it got too long. XD Today I’m going to surmise some books I am planning to read!
The Anne of Green Gables series has always been a favorite of mine. When my besties and I decided to go on a picnic at the local arboretum, I knew that we must have a chocolate cake. In the beginning of Anne of Ingleside, Anne, now a mother of five children, is back in Avonlea where she was raised, and she and her “bosom friend” Diana go on a “do-you-remember” picnic to reminiscence old times. Anne bakes a chocolate cake…and so that is where the idea of a chocolate cake on our picnic came from.
It’s been a while since I last wrote one of these posts, hasn’t it? And I certainly have been reading some good books. We’ll start with….Dickens.
Bonjour, y’all! (Wow…that was French coupled with southern American English. Wow.)
I decided to re-write my old book review on Rilla of Ingleside. I had been learning about WWI in World History, and picked up Rilla for about the three-hundredth-twenty-seventh time. I fell in love with the book again, and decided to re-write a better review. I just love this book so much! *sighs*
“It was the best of times, and it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way – in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.”
Guess what I’m quoting from? It’s a very well-known historical fiction novel set in the age of revolution. Still don’t know? The next sentence might help.
“There were a king with a large jaw and a queen with a plain face, on the throne of England; there were a king with a large jaw and a queen with a fair face, on the throne of France.”