Dresses, Dancing, and Deodorant
The topic of choosing a past century to visit makes me laugh because my family constantly makes fun of me for wishing I lived in the past. I have always loved history, and one day made the mistake of saying I plan to make my children’s clothes. Now my little sister constantly makes fun of my future “pilgrim children” and proudly states that her kids will beat my kids up. My mom even says that she will love my kids even though they will be weird. I have asked myself many times when in the past I would like to live and I can never choose just one.
I would like to travel back and meet my grandparents when they were in their twenties. My grandma Mary would have just arrived in New York City after a several month voyage from Ireland, and my grandpa would be attending an illustrious school in New York City and living in a five story penthouse. I love the clothing from the late 1700s (think Pride and Prejudice and Revolutionary War) and think dressing like that would be amazing. I would transport myself to 1912 and try to keep people from boarding the Titanic. I’d swing dance in the thirties and visit Bethlehem to witness Jesus’s birth. I’d travel to past times when women were courted and men recited poetry to gain their lady’s admiration. I’d travel to every century and visit every part of the world if I had my own time machine.
However, there are things that I would not enjoy about traveling to the past. Bathing only once every couple of months would be disgusting and suffering from now curable disease would be unbearable. I couldn’t stand being treated as worthless just because of my gender or being forced to marry some seventy year old, pock faced man solely for financial reasons. While I tend to romanticize the past, I understand that there are many things that would make life miserable. That’s why I think we should just bring back the good things from past centuries and incorporate them into our modern lives. I fully support courting, beautiful dresses, and ballroom dancing mixed in with my cell-phone using, voting, and choose-your-own husband life.
The topic of choosing a past century to visit makes me laugh because my family constantly makes fun of me for wishing I lived in the past. I have always loved history, and one day made the mistake of saying I plan to make my children’s clothes. Now my little sister constantly makes fun of my future “pilgrim children” and proudly states that her kids will beat my kids up. My mom even says that she will love my kids even though they will be weird. I have asked myself many times when in the past I would like to live and I can never choose just one.
I would like to travel back and meet my grandparents when they were in their twenties. My grandma Mary would have just arrived in New York City after a several month voyage from Ireland, and my grandpa would be attending an illustrious school in New York City and living in a five story penthouse. I love the clothing from the late 1700s (think Pride and Prejudice and Revolutionary War) and think dressing like that would be amazing. I would transport myself to 1912 and try to keep people from boarding the Titanic. I’d swing dance in the thirties and visit Bethlehem to witness Jesus’s birth. I’d travel to past times when women were courted and men recited poetry to gain their lady’s admiration. I’d travel to every century and visit every part of the world if I had my own time machine.
However, there are things that I would not enjoy about traveling to the past. Bathing only once every couple of months would be disgusting and suffering from now curable disease would be unbearable. I couldn’t stand being treated as worthless just because of my gender or being forced to marry some seventy year old, pock faced man solely for financial reasons. While I tend to romanticize the past, I understand that there are many things that would make life miserable. That’s why I think we should just bring back the good things from past centuries and incorporate them into our modern lives. I fully support courting, beautiful dresses, and ballroom dancing mixed in with my cell-phone using, voting, and choose-your-own husband life.
posted by Bridget Farr @ 8:44 PM
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