In our day there’s hardly a person who doesn’t know the name Charles Dickens. He’s best known, of course, for writing
the powerful classic “A Christmas Carol.” And his other most famous works
include “Oliver Twist,” and “A Tale of Two Cities.” Many lines from his work
have become commonly quoted as clichés. Who can’t relate to the well-known
words, “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times?” But what most
people don’t realize is that Dickens didn’t just write about social injustice
and the plight of the poor, he was very devoted to actively doing something
about it. This is something that will surely come up more in my future writings
on the inimitable Mr. Dickens, but there’s a particular thought I want to share
with you now.
In the book “Dickens” by Peter Ackroyd, in talking
about his burial in London, he writes, “His grave at Westminster Abbey was left
open for two days. At the end of the first day, there were still one thousand
people outside waiting to pay their respects. So for those two days the crowds
of people passed by in procession, many of them dropping flowers onto his coffin
- ‘among which,’ his son said, ‘were afterwards found several small rough
bouquets of flowers tied up with pieces of rag.’ There in the ragged bundles of
flowers, no doubt picked from the hedgerows and fields, we see the source and
emblem of Charles Dickens’s authority. Even to the labouring men and women there
was in his death a grievous sense of loss; they felt that he had in large
measure understood them and that, in his death, they had also lost something of
themselves.”
I continue to feel deeply touched by this story. When we
pass from this world, who do we want to be remembered by, and what do we want to
be remembered for? Dickens himself stated that his writings would tell who he
was; people didn’t need to know anything more (or words to that effect). That
may be partly true, but it is important to know that he stood for what he wrote
and he wrote about what he stood for. As a writer, I hope to endeavor to do just
a little bit of the same.
3 comments:
It's so great that he not only wrote about these things, but acted on them. I can see why the people would want to pay their last respects. Thanks for sharing this.
As I am discovering you Anita...I feel I am growing in a friendship of meeting a new person that you find has a heart much like your own. Thank you for your insights on Dickens. I look forward to reading more. With the heart of a writer, I hope I have the courage some day to do something about it. But regardless of whether I do or not...I hope I will always live with the love I have for people and continue to strive to reach them. You do that powerfully in your writing...and everyone I talk to expresses how deeply your words (and your conviction) touch them. Thank you!
I want to be known in this life and after I leave, that I truly 100% cared about people and strived to help them feel LOVED. Everybody needs a friend. Everybody needs to feel loved.
Dickens sounds like a great great man and I am anxious to learn more about him (because sadly, I don't know too much).
Anita, I seriously just love you for all the GOOD that you have done for me, and so many others. I have a testimony (really!) that your work is divine and that you are lead by angels. Your work has helped me understand that Atonement a little better and and the healing process. You make a difference!!
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