http://clevermsbennet.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] clevermsbennet.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2008-10-09 12:32 am
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Literature, Class 6: Period 3, Thursday, October 9

"Welcome back," Miss Elizabeth Bennet smiled. "As you recall, at the end of last week's class, I asked you to obtain a copy of either Randolph Park or Amelia, were you able to do so, or both, if you were particularly inclined. Rest assured that there is no punishment for not reading either, and I shall try to keep this discussion on a level which all of you will be able to follow.

"To begin. Why did I ask you to read these two works? Both are by author Jane Austen. Austen was from my own time, and her works largely involved the social strata with which she was most familiar. The upper class, though not the aristocracy, and the lives of women. For a genteel woman, there was but one goal: to marry, and to marry well. This may sound callous or frivolous to you, but please do consider that the situation of women in those times was not at all like modern society. Women were not to work; such was unseemly. If your family did not have wealth, you must marry someone with enough income to support the both of you. Do remember that those gentlemen could probably afford to be choosy; they would seek out wives with influential social connections or fortunes of their own. A single misstep in society could remove one's chances altogether.

"There, the backdrop. And now, the tales. Jane Austen once wrote that the lead character of her next novel would be, 'a heroine that no one but myself will much like.' She was speaking of Amelia Forrester, the girl for whom Amelia was named. Amelia was one of Austen's few heroines who did not have monetary concerns; she was well-off enough that she might marry anyone she fancied, and she fancied all she saw very little. She amused herself by making matches of those eligible men and women she saw around herself, though some were successful and others, miserable failures. At novel's end, she finds herself confronted with the idea that she has been in love, for a very long time, with her brother-in-law, Walter Bishop, while scarce realizing it to herself. The two are happily paired as the other matches untangle themselves. It is easily Miss Austen's lightest work: playful, coquettish, and somewhat inconsequential.

"Having said that, Miss Austen was quite wrong. Her audience largely embraced Amelia. They found her charming, and the work equally so. She is, of course, self-indulgent, but she seems earnest in her concerns for her friends and loved ones, and moved by a genuine desire to do good. Perhaps she's forgivable in that she seems terribly young. Many of her faults may smooth themselves out, with time. For whatever reason, Austen herself was not Amelia's only defender.

"Austen's quote is particularly fascinating when viewed in the context of another work of hers, Randolph Park. Randolph Park is her most divisive work. It is the tale of a young Fern Prince, who lives in a lower-class home in the city, and whose aunts decide to 'rescue' her and teach her good breeding and hope to make a fair match for her. They treat her somewhat contemptuously, always reminding her of her place -- which is, of course, decidedly beneath the Wooster cousins with whom she now lives. Fern is lonely, mistreated, and longs for the home she once knew. However, Fern has been told that she must be grateful, and grateful she is: quiet, loyal, and never wishing to disturb anyone else's peace for her own sake of mind.

"Why do I mention Randolph Park here? Quite simply, because Fern was a heroine that very few but Miss Austen much liked. Her demeanor is sweet, but she never stands for herself. She is pious, earnest, and sincere; she does what is right, and blessings eventually come to her. Many find her to be too timid, and wish she would display herself to have a spine. Many find her faith grating, in that it seems Randolph Park is a world of sinners and saints. Saints are rewarded, sinners are not, and one category can never cross to the other. Randolph Park is less a satire than a morality tale.

"Lest you think this a simple matter of time changing how a work is viewed -- of modern society viewing a heroine through its empowered lens and not seeing the reality of the social structures of the past -- Austen's very mother called Fern 'insipid.' However, there is something to be said for the way society has changed our priorities, and how tastes may change.

"Many of you have read one or both of these books. What is your interpretation? More importantly: how could Jane Austen be so very far off about the works she herself wrote?"

(OOC: I wrote up a meta-ing for the names of the major characters in the two books, so we wouldn't keep tripping over each other in inventing them. You can find that here.)
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Re: Speak to Miss Bennet [LIT-6]

[personal profile] raspberryturk 2008-10-09 05:15 am (UTC)(link)
"Didn't read it," Reno said, approaching Miss Bennet after class.

This was his method of greeting, today. It was tired and it was almost distant, but there it was.

"I wanted to. Things came up. Kinda still do want to read 'em, yo." He fidgeted a little, and then gave his shoulders a shrug, stuffing his hands into his pockets. "Library's probably got 'em, right?"
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Re: Speak to Miss Bennet [LIT-6]

[personal profile] raspberryturk 2008-10-09 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm used to lookin' at that kinda society from the sidelines," Reno ventured, taking a breath and squaring his shoulders and trying to do the same with his head. Clear it out. Make it work. Okay. "Figure if I can't handle it, there ain't nothin' stoppin' me from just puttin' the book down again. Not bein' held hostage or whatever, right?"

He took a deep breath and steeled himself before continuing.

"I been thinkin'..."
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Re: Speak to Miss Bennet [LIT-6]

[personal profile] raspberryturk 2008-10-09 05:35 am (UTC)(link)
"This class... It ain't what I'm strong in. It just... It ain't. I'm not a reader, really. Not some kinda deep thinker or whatever, bent on ponderin' the mysteries of the human condition. But maybe that's why I'm here. 'Cause... there's a lotta stuff I didn't bother with before I got here. And I'm just now startin' to realize that there's loads of stuff I've been missin' out on, yo." He grimaced a little, hoping he wasn't wasting her time, or something. "It's hard for me. This class, I mean. But maybe that's okay. I mean... I can get through the semester and maybe I won't even pass, but I'm gonna try anyhow. Might be all I got."
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Re: Speak to Miss Bennet [LIT-6]

[personal profile] raspberryturk 2008-10-09 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
Reno gave a little nod. Go figure, he'd be having this revelation and conversation halfway through the freaking semester.

All it had really taken was his world crumbling around him. If the fates were real, they were probably laughing at him.

"I think I can handle that," he decided, a little less uncertain than he'd been a moment ago. "Next time I see somethin', I'll speak up, then. Can't hurt nothin', right?"
Edited 2008-10-09 05:58 (UTC)
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Re: Speak to Miss Bennet [LIT-6]

[personal profile] raspberryturk 2008-10-09 04:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"Thanks," Reno said, his shoulders a little more square, his chin a little higher than before. "But I think I got the faith thing covered, now. Or somethin' like it, anyhow. I'm gonna stick it through, maybe challenge myself with somethin' else, next semester. I'm here to actually learn, now, zoto. I'm gonna... Gonna make somethin' of it."