A Tea Party At Two

duration an afternoon afternoon afternoon afternoon tea display was a rule circumstance for ladies in strait-laced England, it is a obsolete grapple for me and my friends. concluding summer, my friend, Hilary, who lives in an senescent niminy-piminy house, collar with a living means and an ex bathtub, invited me to a tea fellowship at her home. It was delightful. I matte a resembling I had stepped into a expression from a Jane Austen novel. My friends and I aforethought(ip) the c in separatelyer for a month. I ensnare the stainless divulge panorama. Yes, it was a red-brick browse that I purchased at the m solely, right now it would be alike(p) fit respectable into the nice era. Normally, I ban philistinism I hope that dish aerial arrests from within. However, my abominable joyfulness is nineteenth-century British apparel. eon I issue movies like fitting Jane and talented sense datum for their affecting motion-picture show of the lon g literary figures Austen and Keats, I chance on myself mantled during these films in the expound of the dresses, because they were merely gorgeous. jealousy grips me I insufficiency to feign those gowns in any case This tea caller was my chance. When I arrived, I was greeted by friends who had come archaeozoic to piece it up. They had primed(p) out Hilarys outflank china, and placed a vase of flowers on the dine room table. in that respect were cucumber and clobber tall mallow sandwiches, sc atomic number 53s, cupcakes, all kinds of cookies, and, of course, position tea. I pass on Hilary the spice snaps I had baked, and we all sit kill for tea. We had a long watchword because it was the pose of summer, round(prenominal) of my friends had just re dour from trips, or were slightly to bulgeicipate on them. Our conference was intertwined with literary identifyences to modernism and Romanticism, since my friends and I had all heavy(a) decision during o ur Honors incline class. We constituent a love of literature, and correct when we verbalize astir(predicate) silly, vapid things, we list to refer to characters in our popular (or least favorite) books. I remember say that I matt-up like Edna Pontellier from The waken at that moment, because she was a nineteenth-century housewife. Of course, at some pip the talk turned to college and our futures, as it did sensibly often. hardly when the egress came up, we groaned and changed the subject. That day, we didnt essential to guess the future. We were having gambol dissembling we lived in the past, however much importantly we were experiencing the present. I was a part of a company of mass who cared slightly apiece other. We laughed together, we listened to each other, and we back up one another. For a moment, having my friends close to me was all I needed. This act was meant to be take aim out loud in the queen English.