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by Edgar Allan Poe 1/31/2015, 8:48 pmCeline walked into her natural habitat, the vast CHB's library, and took a deep breath. The air always smelled like old paper, mold and literature. What she mostly enjoyed, though, was how that place seemed like a bubble of silence in the middle of a noisy chaos. It was a kind of refuge. She would gladly move from her cabin and sleep on one of the puffs scattered around the carpet floor instead of her bunk, if that meant she could spend day and night stuck in that small room crammed with books. But unfortunately they didn't allow it, so she had to conform to spend most of her afternoons reading all alone, absorbing wisdom from each page, comfortable in silence. When she grew tired of admiring the place, she went in search of something new to read. Preferably a heavy one, which story was located in another land and a different century. A 500+ pages book was like an ever-lasting candy.
Luckily, it didn't take long until the found a novel of her interest. It was one that she had already heard about, but hadn't got to read yet - "Joan Pope" by Donna Woolfolk Cross. It seemed like a fascinating pastime. It was about the only woman in history who received the title of popess. She was born in Middle Ages, a time where females were not allowed to learn as they were treated like inferior beings (even more than they currently are). It happens that Joan had an extraordinary thirst for knowledge, and that took her farther than any other woman dared to go. Her saga could be a myth... Or not. There are no documents comproving, but Celine wanted to believe that she was real. And that she was a daughter of Athena, just like her. She sat on the first chair she reached and excitedly opened the book. In a few minutes, she had already devoured the first 50 pages. That was definately a page-turner, and was inspiring her to write another long essay about the importance of feminism.
Luckily, it didn't take long until the found a novel of her interest. It was one that she had already heard about, but hadn't got to read yet - "Joan Pope" by Donna Woolfolk Cross. It seemed like a fascinating pastime. It was about the only woman in history who received the title of popess. She was born in Middle Ages, a time where females were not allowed to learn as they were treated like inferior beings (even more than they currently are). It happens that Joan had an extraordinary thirst for knowledge, and that took her farther than any other woman dared to go. Her saga could be a myth... Or not. There are no documents comproving, but Celine wanted to believe that she was real. And that she was a daughter of Athena, just like her. She sat on the first chair she reached and excitedly opened the book. In a few minutes, she had already devoured the first 50 pages. That was definately a page-turner, and was inspiring her to write another long essay about the importance of feminism.
