In chapter thirteen Jenny Joseph tells the story of an older woman and how she is tired of acting the role of a well-mannered lady. I found it fairly easy to relate to this story as a young woman, because I constantly battle with my true personality traits in hopes of fitting societies mold of the true "good girl". The writer goes on to say, "And set a good example for the children, and we must have friends to dinner and read the papers". I love her examples of how society makes this idealistic role model out of our elders. It is like once a woman hits a certain age society automatically assumes that she fit these expectations of what a good older person acts like.
             The writer makes the poem funny but also a realistic slap in the face when referring to the rebelling behavior against the norm. I will definitely be proud to be known as the crazy old lady up the street, being happy over being miserable is worth it. I will live my life to the fullest and if that means being perceived as bizarre and not well mannered then so be it. Jenny Joseph goes onto to say, " And run my stick along the public railing, and make up for the sobriety of my youth". I know that once you have lived so long in this life I cannot imagine any reason why you should worry about what other people think. I want to be my own person and be appreciated for my individual characteristics. I know that having a good time and enjoying life is something very important to me now as a twenty one year old, hopefully when I am forty one it will be no different.
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