I’m inspired by this beautiful quote. Learning is an important part of living for people of all ages and all works of life. We keep learning. We never stop.
Image by Comfreak from Pixabay “There is divine beauty in learning… To learn means to accept the postulate that life did not begin at my birth. Others have been here before me, and I walk in their footsteps… I am the sum total of their experiences, their quests. And so are you.” ― Elie Wiesel
I recieved twenty likes from one reader in so short a time on my blog, my thought goes wild as usual.
How could this be possible? 🤔.
If this had happened in the past, I would have whined, grumbled and coursed under my breath. But… I’ve changed. I’ve pulled off my last ever diaper and dumped my teated bottle in the dustbin. I now think with my hands in my pants pockets, not my hip.😄
Again, how could this be possible?🤔
Apart from clicking away without reading them, it could also mean that my reader reads in a flash. You know, like in a flash of a lightening.
It could be that my extraordinary generous reader expended more than thirty minutes of an expensive moment reading those posts. That’s remarkable and…..pleasing.
What if my reader just clicked on those likes without actually reading the posts? Like, open the post, scroll to the bottom without reading and…..like?
The saying goes that the frog does not run in broad daylight for nothing. What could be the target of the liker when he or she likes without reading?
It could be to register strong online presence to get noticed. Does this really work for them?
Talking of seeking for notice, It’s quite an undeserved honorary from someone, anyone. Really. It makes me feel like a popular celebrity, you know. Does this mean I’m happy with the whole liking without reading thing. I hope so. 😁😁
Maturity could also mean you give unrealistic positive viewpoint to everything – anything at all.
Nevertheless, to be fair, there are fast readers!
There are fast readers out there folks! Just one glance and everything is read.
One of my friends can read that fast.
Both of us would pick a book this moment. I would watch her from the corner of my eyes flipping pages while I’m still trying to start reading my first page.
I did tap her shoulder and asked, “Are you reading those pages?” She did answer, “Yes! Why? Haha, you think am just flipping without reading? Think again!”
I had once tried to read as fast as she could but ended up meddling with my cognition.
We are all different when it comes to reading ! We are different in every way. One person could read a five-hundred-word write-up in sixty seconds while someone else could read the same in a six to ten seconds and yet another in a glance.
You might feel like going to return those likes to show appreciation or…. revenge. Throw the revenge away. We are all matured here. Anyway, If you can’t read as fast as them, do not go to their blog and do the same. Visit their blogs and engage with one or more posts. Show the way. Shine your light.
Apart from a photo blog or petty short posts, I find it hard to return so many in one sitting. For me it’s unrealistic. I would either read two or three of your posts at a time and visit later for more. There’s always something to learn from all the posts.I come across.
I’m truly thankful for that glance cast on my post, I see admiration in it – a part of being matured you may say but, I’m thankful. Truly I am. ❤
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Her Mother’s Daughter is the second in series of Maids of Kent by EvieGrace. It comes after ‘Half of A Six Pense’ and before ‘A place to Call A Home’.
The story is set in the middle of the 18th century with the main events taking place between 1853 and 1859.
It’s genre is Victorian Saga
Mrs Berry-Clay of Windmarch Court has issue with her nerves and spends her days indoors. She has always wanted a child – a boy who would carry on with the family brewery business after Mr Berry-Clay. When the awaited heir is taking too long, Mrs Berry-Clay, becomes worried. Her loving husband in the bid to please her goes to the workhouse and adopts the child of a poor single woman. The adopted child is Agnes, Agnes Berry-Clay.
Later on, Mrs Berry-Clay gets what she wants, her son Henry comes along. When Henry arrives, he becomes the centre of attention. Agnes is pushed aside. Nevertheless, her Papa ( Mr Berry – Clay) gives her the same nice treatment.
Before her 19th birthday, Agnes’s real mother comes into the picture. It comes as a shock. The only mother she has ever known is Mrs Berry-Clay of Windmarsh Court.
Her real problem begins when Papa passes away a short while after her 19th birthday. Mama ( Mrs Berry-Clay) plans to marry her off to Philip, her cousin.
With the help of her governess, Nanny, Agnes secures a job at Roper House as a governess of two difficult girls, Charlotte and Elizabeth. Life at the Roper doesn’t go as expected but Agnes would rather suck it all up and stay than to go back to WindMarsh Court and back to a protected, restricted life.
Agnes falls in love with Felix, the Faraday’s heir and brother to the two sisters she is supposed to be governing. Felix is full of promises and Agnes trusts him too much.
Every of her secrets gets to Mrs Faraday of Roper House, and she has to face the consequences. She is thrown out of Roper House and left with no choice but to walk the difficult path to Canterbury. Nanny’s uncle is supposed to be living there with his grandchildren, Oliver and Temperance. She has met them a couple of times when she visited with Nanny from Windmarsh Court.
There, Agnes is determined to hide her shame including her swelling mid-section. She joins the struggle in the poorest and dirtiest part of the town where she gets to see the other side of life, a life she is not used to, , a life of dirth and daily struggle for survival.
Portrayed in the story time frame:
While boys went off to school, girls were homeschooled.
While wealthy men went about their businesses to take care of the family expenses, women were homebound to take of their family for there lies her honour and respect.
A girl’s life must be protected from the outside world. Their skins should not be touched by the sun lest it became darker and unappealing to worthy suitors.
The boys were the heirs while the girls were married off to relive their mother’s life.
– Class Segregation
There was huge gulf between the poor and the rich. The poor were forbidden to go near a wealthy family for any reason other than work. They attended different churches, markets, and lived in different parts of the town separated by large expanse of land.
It took time for me to get to the main plot, yet, it was hard to drop the book due to the way the minor events worked in a captivating, pleasing way to reveal the main event later in the story.
The book isn’t boring at all. It’s the kind of book you’ll like to finish before dropping it. It’s thrilling.
Point of view
The story came solely from Agnes’s point of view, leaving me in the dark regarding what happened in Windmarsh Court; to Mama, Philip and the rest, after Agnes ran away. I also wanted to know what happened in Roper house to Charlotte, Elizabeth and Felix when Agness left.
Things will not always go as the reader wants in a story. The writer has the pen and she has the right to write from any point of view.
The end was obvious as I was approaching it. This makes it a little laborious to read to the very end. The ending isn’t as good as the beginning and the middle. It took few pages and thereby turns out to be ‘sketchy’ and rushed.
‘Her Mother’s Daughter’ is a great read, not just to me but is listed among the Goodreads available on Amazon.