Elizabeth Woodville "The White Queen" |
As I wrap up my blog articles
inspired by “The White Queen” cable series and Phillipa Gregory’s novels it is
based upon, one final point remained with me:
Class Climbing.
In the story as well as
history, King Edward IV of England annoyed his Royal Court by marrying in
secret commoner Elizabeth Woodville, whose father was a squire. She lived out in the country and while not
impoverished, she lacked the “right blood” so valued in historic and recent
royal marriages.
The series centers on the
outrage of the women at Elizabeth’s beauty, her large family, whom are given
choice marriages and estates otherwise given to more worthy noble families, and
last, but not least, her extraordinary fertility. According to Wiki, she had two sons by her
first husband that died, and ten more children by Edward IV. The story capitalizes on the many girls she
gave birth to, and gives reference to the tragedy of her two surviving boys
whose destiny became “The Princes in the Tower.” (That means you, Richard
III).
As time passes (I’ll try and
avoid a spoiler here) Elizabeth continues to attempt to keep her daughters in
the Royal line, even as her oldest and her namesake, Elizabeth, says to her it
is not worth it and they should return to their original home and be happy away
from the danger and scrutiny of the Royal Court.
Question: Why did Elizabeth Woodville, in this story,
after feeling the scorn heaped upon her by snooty nobles that sooner wished her
and her children dead, want the same for her children? Answer:
She knew, despite the problems, nobility is an overall better life
during those times than for girls in the country. Despite the mass murder occurring amongst the
Royals, the lives of people living in the country during a war were at higher
risk still. Nobility has a chance of
protection, but plain people had none, with fates of unspeakable atrocities
seen in most every war over in this planet’s history.
Can I relate to Elizabeth
Woodville? Answer: Yes. My
moment came when I completed my medical training and moved to a small town
where nobody knew me. I found myself
part of a small town court under so much scrutiny that I had enemies I never
met for reasons I didn’t understand. But
unlike Elizabeth, my husband and I followed her daughter’s advice and moved to
where we could be happy.
Crossing classes isn’t
easy. When I see friendly acquaintances
I haven’t seen since childhood, I have a genuine interest in visiting. But I’m not the same person to them. While we dream of “better lives” with
determination to get there, it’s never what we think it will be.
Can Elizabeth’s story be an
inspiration for an author?
Answer: Phillipa Gregory thought
so, and I agree.
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