My name is Serena Joy. I live with my husband in The Republic of Gilead. Some would call me "petite." I have ash-blonde hair, a small nose("Snub nose"), and "huge blue eyes." Some would say that my face is "not fat but it was large." You could also say that my chin is "clinched like a fist." My eyebrows are "plucked into thin arched lines."
I spend most of my time in the house. While "the commander"(my husband) is away I like to knit. I knit very intricate scarves for the angles at war, I also like to smoke cigarretes. I organize, and take care of my garden, as most women of my status do. Although my poor health has limited me to walking with a cane, I still try to garden whenever possible.
In this time I think alot about what could have been. My greatest aspiration is to have a child in my house, but my greatest dream is to get rid of this obsession about children. I like children, but this obsesson about more children is ridiculous. I wish there hadn't been the chemical warfare, and that more children had been born. Most of all I wish that there had never been any handmaids, I tolerate them, but I wish there had never been any of them. I wish I could have a child of my own, or at least not have had the lack of children we have now, or the chemical warfare had never happened.