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AS kind het Caroline and Her Kettle Named Maud my minder eensaam laat voel. Caroline was hardkoppig en het haar ketel “Maud” genoem, wat “strong in battle” beteken. My ouma se naam was ook Maud.

Ek het dit gegoogle: “A honey of a story for spirited little girls about a young pioneer girl and her triumphant dealings with ladylike taboos ... Caroline was sadly disappointed in her gift of a copper kettle, for she really wanted a gun, but at least she could name her kettle, the way the men named their guns ... Caroline and Maud the kettle prove to the male world just what can be done with courage and kettles. But Caroline also begins to see the attraction of fine lace and roses.”

Sien, daar was altyd die subteks: Jy is nie alleen nie, jy is sterk, maar jy gaan dit ontgroei, jy sal op 'n dag begin belangstel in seuns, kant, valletjies en rose...