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Certain Women

March 3, 2018 By Nancy Casey

As all good students of Paulo Friere know, literacy isn’t simply about reading print words in sentence order. “Reading” means “reading the world as well.” For your reading pleasure, I offer a flim:  Certain Women, written and directed by Kelly Reichardt.

After I saw this film, I thought about it for weeks. I’m still thinking about it, flashing occasionally on an image or a snippet of dialog, sometimes smiling, sometimes shuddering.

It wasn’t love at first sight. I was annoyed to be at the movies. I shouldn’t have accepted the invitation. Being there would make me get home from town after dark.

I’d come to town to do laundry, the last laundry before winter, mostly bedding.  I’d left the chore to the last minute—the post-last minute, actually, because my quarter-mile driveway was already blocked with snow.  I would have to run the laundry up the hill in the wheelbarrow.  All of that ahead of me, and there I was watching this movie.

At first I thought something sinister was going to happen, which annoyed me. Instead, nothing happened, or at least nothing that wasn’t ordinary. That annoyed me more. One boring ordinary thing after another happening to a string of boring ordinary people keeping me stuck in that boring movie until after dark when I still had so much to do.

Until finally, I was home, organizing the load of laundry bags in the wheelbarrow. I like pushing that wheelbarrow up the hill. Because I still can. Sometimes it takes a while, but time is what I’ve got.  Sometimes I feel a little daunted at the moment of getting started, but when I get to the top, I never say, “Gee, I wish I hadn’t done that.”

There at the bottom of the driveway, if you want to avoid fooling with the gate, you have to perform a deft bit of wheelbarrow ballet, lifting the handles and twisting the rig through a tricky little S-curve and through a gap in the fence. It was when I was making that magnificent swerve that it hit me:

I have been every single woman in that movie.

I set down the wheelbarrow and looked at the sky. I thought about laundromats, wall tents, winter light, and the determination it takes to make something happen. I remembered rushing up a stairway with a dog, dressing for the weather, smoking when no one was looking, waking up with the wrong shadow on the wall.  I remembered feeling capable. I remembered being in way over my head.

“It gave me a lot to think about,” I told an English-professor friend a few days later.  He began to sigh out some wistful sentence about Montana and landscape.

 “Oh, Montana Schmontana!” I blurted, startling even myself, remembering the bleary sheen of night sleet on I-90, and what it’s like to be out there with bad wipers and bad tires, chasing love, money, and respect.

Here’s what I found most interesting: I went to see a movie that reflected myself back to me in every frame. And the whole time I was watching it, I was annoyed.

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Nancy blogs weekly for the Latah Recovery Community Center, sharing writing ideas that support self-awareness and self-esteem.


 

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I had been looking forward to the 2020 summer season of in-person  Write-For-You workshops at the Latah Recovery Community Center.  Alas.

 

Congratulations to last summer’s students who earned certificates in Fiction Writing, Project Management and Grant Writing.

 

Applause and thanks to those who dropped by the classes just for fun.

 

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A program that supports reading and discussion in libraries throughout the state of Idaho. Free and open to all. Somehow? Again? At a later date?

 

We are all looking forward to the time when it will be possible to resume these lively book discussions.

 

I’ve served as a scholar for this program for I-don’t-know-how-many years. I have found every book, every library, every group of people to be interesting and stimulating. Every discussion brings new ideas and surprises.

 

I’m confident that this program will evolve so that it can continue to bring Idahoans together through books. We just don’t know how or when that will happen.  Yet.

 

 


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