Perhaps there are far（1)wives than I imagine who take it for（2)that housework is neither

Perhaps there are far (1) wives than I imagine who take it for (2) that housework is neither satisfying nor even important once the basic demands of hygiene and feeding have been (3) But home and family is the one realm in (4) it is really difficult to shake free of one&39;s upbringing and (5) new values. My parents&39; house was impeccably kept; cleanliness was a moral and social virtue, and personal untidiness, visibly old clothes, or long male hair provoked biting jocularity. If that (6) been all, maybe I could have adapted myself (7) housework on an easy-going, utilitarian basis, refusing the moral overtones (8) still believing in it as something constructive (9) it is part of creating a home. But at the same time my mother (10) to resent doing it, called it drudgery, and convinced me that it wasn&39;t a fit activity for an intelligent being. I was the only child, and once I was at school there was no (11) why she should have continued (12) her will to remain housebound, unless, as I suspect, my father would not hear of her having a job of her own.

I can now begin to (13) why a woman in a small suburban house, with no infants to look after, who does not (14) reading because she has not had much of an education, and who is intelligent (15) to find neighborly chit-chat boring, should carry the pursuit of microscopic specks of dust to the (16) of fanaticism in an (17) to fill hours and salvage her serf-respect. My parents had not even the status-seeking impetus to send me to university that Joe&39;s had; my mother (18) me to be "a nice quiet person who wouldn&39;t be (19) in a crowd", and it was feared that university education (20) in ingratitude (independence).