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Mood: Fascinated with the life of a sailor as a young boy with a lovely mother, many siblings and a slightly negligent father. With property and fame but all that in debt and a responsibility dawning on him at a tender age. Empathetic with his difficulties as a youth and moved by his nature gentle and humble. In love with his passion for boats and the sea and with him on his journey on Discovery across New Zealand and the Antarctic. I could almost feel his jubilance when he was jubilant and his depression when he was depressed, his love for the woman outside whose window he waited and his jealousy when she smiled and laughed with someone else. I longed with him for the South Pole and felt hopeful with him. I lived his hardship, sometimes feeling blisters on my toes and sometimes feeling exhausted and cold to the bone but warm in the company of those who loved and believed in him. I begged with him at the end and died with him when death took him away. I will forever love Scott of the Antarctic the man and the book.
Post-Reading Thought: Scott didnt fail. Oates taught me selflessness and dignity. Wilson warmth and Terra Nova life.