Word: sissela
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...Sissela does not want any material treasures to remind her of her childhood in Sweden, so the garret contains nothing Swedish except her own language hidden in the bookshelf. Others bring in any Swedish souvenirs the house may harbor. Her parents often bring her son gifts from their travels; orange blue painted wooden horses from Sweden line the mantel in his room. "Like the ones I had when I was little," she says. In the library downstairs there is a white marble bust of Sissela, sculpted when she was 11. Her parents wanted to give work...
...Although Sissela doesn't want to bring any part of Sweden to America, she is not at home here. Sometimes she comes down from her garret and dresses up in pastel skirts with matching jackets and white patent leather shoes and confronts these Americans who made demands on her as the wife of the President, or as a serious academic...
...disadvantage because her husband knows everyone or has been briefed on the guests, while she must be a charming hostess to many people she's never met. One frequent reception guest feels "she handles these people very well. She's simply a marvelous hostess." To others however Sissela is not so convincingly relaxed. "She's sort of like a shy, scared little bird about to be crushed by a falling ceiling or a rock," says one Harvard administrator...
...Sissela is not a stranger to the limelight; from childhood on she's never known a day of anonymity. Yet she is not herself among a group of faceless cocktail conversationalists. She trys hard and bears through it all, joining intellectual discussions whenever possible...
Despite the demands upon Sissela Bok for public appearances, it is not very easy to get to talk to her. After Sissela agreed to let a Crimson reporter spend time with her at home, at parties and at meetings, her husband and others persuaded her against it. "Please talk to Deane Lord, she can explain it better," Sissela finally told the Crimson reporter...