#tuesdayuseitinasentence ~ Yoke


As she ploughed the fields, Gisela was forced to recognize the similarity of her condition to that of the oxen; she was under the yoke of a husband who enslaved her as surely as the yoke the animals were attached to bound them.

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Here are the prompt rules:
Make a sentence with the word of the week. Leave it as just a sentence or write a post to go with it.

Try to do it on Tuesday.

Include the hashtag #tuesdayuseitinasentence.

Post it on Twitter and/or Facebook (if you have a public site) and/or Pinterest and/or WordPress and/or any other social media site you belong to.

Participate as many times as you’d like. You can write a different sentence for each platform, but please keep it to one sentence per post.

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If you post your sentence here on WordPress or on any other site where there’s a clickable link, include the link in the comment section for this week.

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Have fun!

What are you waiting for? Make up a sentence and join in!
Tuesday use it in a sentence was created by Linda G Hill and I’m lucky to have the chance to share duties with Kelli from Forty, c’est fantastique. Thank you both.

4 Comments Add yours

  1. Wow — great word, and great usage. When I was young, they still had oxen yoked together — mostly then for show, but some still pulled wagons or plowed fields. The country fair had an oxen pull, and best in show. The horns were tipped and they wore bells around their necks. I don’t know why I’m tell you all this — guess your sentence awakened a long forgotten childhood memory from my Dad’s home turf.

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    1. MyLovingWife says:

      To be truthful I don’t ever remember seeing oxen under a yoke except in the photographs my great grand mother took; in fact it wasn’t even oxen, they were horses. There’s one of my grandmother and her brother by the yoked animal when they were in their early teens.
      They lived in the countryside and farming was still important between the two wars. I’m not sure how they got to have a camera, which must have cost a fortune at the time but some images staid with me. So I’m glad it actually evokes some memories – more recent obviously 😉 – for you. Thank you for sharing 🙂

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