This is the thread to share whatever nonsense you were told concerning this topic.
I’ll go first.
My piano teacher told me to find and marry a rich man. I was 15 at the time. Of course, she was in her 80s, so I’ve not held it against her. She was awesome overall and a FANTASTIC teacher.
She said that because she viewed me as being very old-fashioned. I liked to cook, crochet, read, and play the piano. I even had a job where I weaved on a very old loom. I seemed to be the perfect model of a Victorian young lady. I even fainted on occasion!
I temporarily worked 12 hour days in factory conditions as a weaver getting paid under the table, but she didn’t know that. She thought of me as “The Lady of Shalott.”
Quote:
There she weaves by night and day
A magic web with colours gay.
She has heard a whisper say,
A curse is on her if she stay
To look down to Camelot.
She knows not what the curse may be,
And so she weaveth steadily,
And little other care hath she,
The Lady of Shalott.
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Better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven. – Satan and TwilightPrincess