Word: minding
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...spoon-feeding that the school child acquires are not easily abandoned at the college level. Instruction by lecture and random discussion with the reading of prescribed passages from prescribed textbooks, the whole tested by examinations largely factual in character ... are hardly the way to encourage either independence of mind or maturity of judgment...
There was no doubt in the mind of the report's author, Dr. Kitty Kate Conrad, 39, mother of two. Said she: "Even when one has seen 300 or more confinements, as I have, the severity of labor pains comes as an intense surprise. They are more excruciating than anything you can possibly imagine. I am certainly in favor of spreading the use of relieving drugs in childbirth as widely as possible." But men are not the only ones who pooh-pooh birth pangs, according to Dr. Conrad. Among the toughest opponents of pain relief in Britain are midwives...
...staffers he is something of a mystic, inclined to mull over big plans while he puffs on a pipe or a 10? cigar. Then, with every detail worked out in his mind, he springs his ideas without warning. Sometimes, when crossed in an argument, he will seem to fumble for words, with a disarming, apologetic smile, a brown-eyed stare, and an Oh-gosh stammer. "That's the time to look out," says a man who has been fencing with him for years. "He's never fumbling for ideas; his mind simply outruns his tongue...
...first half of the novel, Mother Danforth's mind wanders wayward through the past, remembering all that a reader must know to understand what is to come, but also remembering such things as a day when she was a little girl, lying in the grass: "The heat waved over tier hands and face and the air rippled all around her in little rings and circulations of summer tunes. She put out a finger to deflect an emerald beetle climbing a blade of grass and watched it spread its pretty double wings and fly away; there was a long procession...
Watch the North Wind Rise is no great shakes either as a novel or a sociological essay. But it manages to stand up-and to stand out-as another rich expression of Robert Graves's fantastical mind. To laugh in the face of his Goddess is only natural; but without this pure yet beastly muse Graves would probably not be what he emphatically is-one of the finest poets of the Late Christian Epoch...