"Do Try to Speak as We do" is a diary of the life of an American au pair Melissa living with an Scotch -English family in the 1960s. At first, she is dazzled by the opportunity to live in the midst of British family connected with parliament and royal tradition, then she quickly learns it is more than posh accents, castles and teas. She learns about the relationship between British and American cultures: the humour, depth of history everywhere, the resilience as well as the inflexibility of British expectations of behavior, language and position. At times, she is a valued member of the family, but often she is bullied or excluded by the mother and often the children for "we've always..." and "how could you not know..." expectations without any explanation. She finds kinship and learns to value herself from Old Nanny who loves and realistically understands the family. In turn, Melissa gives the support and nurture to the children to develop their own self hood and find their place in a broader world.
+beautiful , colourful descriptions of buildings, parks, food, clothing, history in London and Scotland
+explores alternatives for teaching deaf children to speak in 1960s
+roles of women & men, relationships & the importance of respect in 1960s
Quotes: p.63 Mrs. Hai-Ereidoun: Mother pointed out that, as learning to speak will be particularly difficult for Clair [since she is deaf] under any circumstances, it would be a pity to have her learn your pronunciations instead of our own. and so, I was wondering. Could you be an angel, and do try to speak as we do?
p.84-5 poem Abou Ben Adhem by Leigh Hunt (1800s English Romantic poet) I pray thee then, write me as one that loves his fellow man...And showed the names whom love of God had blessed. And Lo! Be Adhem's name led all the rest.
If it's my religion , so to speak to love my fellow man, I'm a failure. I don't love every single one.
Granny Aitchee's Scottish catechism lets me off the hook a little. to love God and enjoy Him includes the shortbread and the daffodils. Maybe even glutting my sorrow on the morning rose has to do with enjoying Him. and seeking out songs that will make me cry. If loving God also includes even such an imperfection as not being able to love Mrs. Hai-Ereidoun. Maybe it even includes continuing to try to love her, and failing.
321 What we [Melissa & Trever the son] believe is that this life is only a part of our lives, That before we were born was another part of the big life and that after we die is another part and we don't know how many parts there are nor what the other parts are like. All we can know is that we don't know. And that it's not our business to know, yet. I told him what Thoreau said( first I had explain who Thoreau was) when someone asked him on his deathbed if he believed in the after life. Thoreau said, "One world at a time." Seeing Trevor's reaction (a calming, a relief, a recognition) made me remember how much sense that had made to me, the first time I'd heard it. Trevor and I admit we don't know, but we sense that in dying, Nanny has become more fully joined with us now than she was when she was alive. She's integrated into Trevor now, into me now, more than any living person could be, She's in us, and we're in her. She's not just the unit called Nanny anymore but part of nature's swim. She is part of God now. I told Trevor about an old man I knew who once in while talked of "what, for want of a better term, we call God." This truck a chord with Trevor too. Since Nanny ins now part of what for want of a better term we call God, she knows how we feel, how we think, when we're wrong and when we're right, more than we can. If there is such thing as right and wrong. After all, there are always reasons for all wrong. Understanding the reasons includes forgiving. I'm not going to nanny's services and nanny knows I love her. She also knows I have reason. Maybe Nanny will help me think.
326 Tervor: Poor Melissa, when you were little, you couldn't wait to get big, so your mother couldn't boss you anymore. Now you're gown up, and My mother bosses you.
Pru: you know, Melissa. you're the free-est person I've ever met." Me? "You are. You don't need this job. You are free to go wherever in the world you like. Trevor and I are just happy that we've had a piece of your life."
328 I'm slimming [vs on a diet] Isn't that a good word, for saying exactly what it is. and adjective made into a verb and in a tense that says "in progress."
346 I've decided to leave a note, instead of telling Mrs. Haig-Ereidoun in person. I can't say no in person and stick with it. It sounds chicken, but it's really the opposite. I've faced my weakness, and this is one I can't conquer. Well, maybe someday. but not by tomorrow.
Nanny's Risky marmalade-life on her own terms