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~102~ The Chamber Four Fiction Anthology * * * * November 5, 1953. Today is my birthday. I am eighteen. I feel nothing about this because all my life I have felt old. January 15, 1954. Come out with us, my roommates keep telling me. You’re so pretty, they say, as if that has anything to do with it. * * * * A woman with her head on straight: that was how I was always known. And I would have described myself in much the same way. It seemed I’d been born knowing there was a gap between our ideal vision of the world and its untidy reality; the matter had never caused me great pain. But in the process of reading Rebecca’s journals, I began to mistrust my own balance. Were my own bonds flimsier than I knew? Was my contentment about to shatter under more rigorous scrutiny? * * * * January 28, 1954. I asked Professor Redl why he thinks modern thought begins with Descartes and not with Locke or Hobbes, and he explained that Descartes applied rigorous science, in essence, to “doubt-proof” his ideas and that he treated knowledge itself as a measurable property. I told him I find Descartes bloodless and he said Montaigne will be my reward. February 13. When I asked Professor Redl why he gave me a B- on my paper, he told me I had under-explained the Mind-Body Problem. He told me I took too modern a view

Peacocks ~103~ in my discussion of it and did not adequately look at the question of faith. He said he always grades hard on the first paper and he was especially hard on me because he knows how much more I can do. March 20. Professor Redl said to be careful of falling too much in the thrall of Schopenhauer. He warned me against confusing alienation with freedom. He said refusal is seductive but it takes much more rigor to arrive at a genuine, soundly reasoned yes. March 31. Professor Redl speaks the most beautiful French. When he read aloud in class today, all meaning vanished in the music of the language. April 4. Where does desire dwell? I’d imagine Descartes would say in the body, along with hunger, thirst and the need for sleep, but I cannot imagine it as just a physical impulse, at least not for me, since in my (limited) experience there is always the mental element, which, though unrelated to bodily sensation, I have felt as strongly as anything in my body. April 16. Eric was right about Montaigne. I see what he means about his startlingly modern aesthetic. Had they already crossed the line that normally separates professor and student, or had Eric simply begun to occupy a more intimate place in Rebecca’s mind? I, too, had fallen for several of my professors, not because they were especially handsome, but because they had introduced me to the suppleness of my own intellect. Although these crushes were not rooted in the physical, I noticed every physical aspect of those men: the slant of their handwriting, whether or not they wore wedding rings, the rhythm and sonority of their speech. It was men like Eric who affected me the most, the serious, unyielding ones, whose terse words of praise kept me nourished for weeks.

~102~ The <strong>Chamber</strong> <strong>Four</strong> Fiction Anthology<br />

* * * *<br />

November 5, 1953. Today is my birthday. I am eighteen.<br />

I feel nothing about this because all my life I have felt old.<br />

January 15, 1954. Come out with us, my roommates<br />

keep telling me. You’re so pretty, they say, as if that has<br />

anything to do with it.<br />

* * * *<br />

A woman with her head on straight: that was how I was always<br />

known. And I would have described myself in much the<br />

same way. It seemed I’d been born knowing there was a gap<br />

between our ideal vision of the world and its untidy reality; the<br />

matter had never caused me great pain. But in the process of<br />

reading Rebecca’s journals, I began to mistrust my own balance.<br />

Were my own bonds flimsier than I knew? Was my contentment<br />

about to shatter under more rigorous scrutiny?<br />

* * * *<br />

January 28, 1954. I asked Professor Redl why he thinks<br />

modern thought begins with Descartes and not with Locke<br />

or Hobbes, and he explained that Descartes applied rigorous<br />

science, in essence, to “doubt-proof” his ideas and that<br />

he treated knowledge itself as a measurable property. I told<br />

him I find Descartes bloodless and he said Montaigne will<br />

be my reward.<br />

February 13. When I asked Professor Redl why he gave<br />

me a B- on my paper, he told me I had under-explained the<br />

Mind-Body Problem. He told me I took too modern a view

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