I must proclaim, what a sight for sore eyes! The once sharp-tongued scorpion has transformed into a mere mosquito; with all the power in her bite and sting coming to a halt. Katherina’s harmony is finally agreeing with my ravishing melody; an occasion as rare and anticipated as Caesar’s comet. But I must admit, her tongue of acid and piercing wit were both quite mesmerising. My eyes were foreign to such intelligence in a female prior to laying them on her. But of course, those trains of thought will remain permanently docked. All honour and pride I have within myself will be lost if I enable them to travel to Katherina Minola.
But I was at a loss when I first met the woman whom Paduans label ‘the shrew’. I will constantly recollect our initial encounter in my mind. I knew I frustrated her, but if anything, that made my soul overflow with gratification. A woman like her has surely become accustomed to skewing the slower-witted men she surrounds herself with. But I, on the other hand, was not perturbed when she endeavoured to be as rough as the mighty Atlantic Ocean. I am a bit of an adventurer, and unquestionably, a man with enough bearings to face such a violent force of nature. While her waves threw me off-balance initially, I managed to equal her wit-to-wit using impromptu and spontaneous one-liners with ease. Imagine how sharp I could have been if I was actually prepared for her abrasive attitude? My god, I would have made her so exasperated that she probably would have attempted to kill me rather than just hit me. But never will I have to agonise over such occurrences now. Kate’s road to obedience is nearing the denouement and it is about time that a real man take control of her reigns and gallop her towards her real destiny; motherhood. A daughter is no possibility. The thought of a dowry makes my insides sting more than a wound being drenched in vinegar. My money is my possession. I have no desire to just throw it away to anyone, not even the family of my future son-in-law. But I suppose I would have no choice. If I have any chance of my female offspring securing an educated man of status and wealth – someone like me – then I would have to. In the end, that is all that really matters in a potential partner. External and internal factors should not sway men when searching for the perfect jewel. The flawless female only has to be rich in one thing; assets. That is the feature of Kate that really drew her to me in the first place. But her wit ceased me from continuing my search. To me, dscovering a rich woman is like buying quartz; it is simple and not much effort. If money was all I really desired, I could have courted a daughter of my father’s colleagues. My father is a physician, and a renowned one at that. He has cured ailments for Christopher Marlowe and …show more content…
I do not tolerate disobedience from Grumio or my hunting hounds and I certainty will not tolerate it from my wife. As a matter of fact, it was actually Grumio’s notion for voyaging to Padua. He claimed that the Paduan women are far more exotic – not to mention intelligent – than their Veronan counterparts. Initially, I disregarded his proposal entirely; a shepherd should not listen to the thoughts of his sheep. But as time past, his suggestion grew on me. All of those women back home really are just bees; wanting to suck the pollen out of me. I thirst for much more than that of a bee. I thirst for a bronco that I can whip into obedience.
A sight of Kate shredding guests to bits with her razor-sharp tongue during this feast later on is a sight my eyes will sparkle upon. When I instruct her to cease, her embarrassment will be overwhelming. Not to mention contagious too. Her pathetic excuse of a father will feel it and even her antithesis of a sister will also. She will have no choice. Either she remains silent like an obedient wife, or she challenges me. But little does she know, I long for a challenge and I will not be afraid to resort to violence. Never will I hesitate to humiliate her at a public event. I have already done so
But I was at a loss when I first met the woman whom Paduans label ‘the shrew’. I will constantly recollect our initial encounter in my mind. I knew I frustrated her, but if anything, that made my soul overflow with gratification. A woman like her has surely become accustomed to skewing the slower-witted men she surrounds herself with. But I, on the other hand, was not perturbed when she endeavoured to be as rough as the mighty Atlantic Ocean. I am a bit of an adventurer, and unquestionably, a man with enough bearings to face such a violent force of nature. While her waves threw me off-balance initially, I managed to equal her wit-to-wit using impromptu and spontaneous one-liners with ease. Imagine how sharp I could have been if I was actually prepared for her abrasive attitude? My god, I would have made her so exasperated that she probably would have attempted to kill me rather than just hit me. But never will I have to agonise over such occurrences now. Kate’s road to obedience is nearing the denouement and it is about time that a real man take control of her reigns and gallop her towards her real destiny; motherhood. A daughter is no possibility. The thought of a dowry makes my insides sting more than a wound being drenched in vinegar. My money is my possession. I have no desire to just throw it away to anyone, not even the family of my future son-in-law. But I suppose I would have no choice. If I have any chance of my female offspring securing an educated man of status and wealth – someone like me – then I would have to. In the end, that is all that really matters in a potential partner. External and internal factors should not sway men when searching for the perfect jewel. The flawless female only has to be rich in one thing; assets. That is the feature of Kate that really drew her to me in the first place. But her wit ceased me from continuing my search. To me, dscovering a rich woman is like buying quartz; it is simple and not much effort. If money was all I really desired, I could have courted a daughter of my father’s colleagues. My father is a physician, and a renowned one at that. He has cured ailments for Christopher Marlowe and …show more content…
I do not tolerate disobedience from Grumio or my hunting hounds and I certainty will not tolerate it from my wife. As a matter of fact, it was actually Grumio’s notion for voyaging to Padua. He claimed that the Paduan women are far more exotic – not to mention intelligent – than their Veronan counterparts. Initially, I disregarded his proposal entirely; a shepherd should not listen to the thoughts of his sheep. But as time past, his suggestion grew on me. All of those women back home really are just bees; wanting to suck the pollen out of me. I thirst for much more than that of a bee. I thirst for a bronco that I can whip into obedience.
A sight of Kate shredding guests to bits with her razor-sharp tongue during this feast later on is a sight my eyes will sparkle upon. When I instruct her to cease, her embarrassment will be overwhelming. Not to mention contagious too. Her pathetic excuse of a father will feel it and even her antithesis of a sister will also. She will have no choice. Either she remains silent like an obedient wife, or she challenges me. But little does she know, I long for a challenge and I will not be afraid to resort to violence. Never will I hesitate to humiliate her at a public event. I have already done so