“The Lesson” is a short story by Toni Cade Bambara written in a first-person narrative told by a young black girl named Sylvia. My thesis of the story is about self-empowerment. From my knowledge of the story, Miss Moore is taking the kids to Fifth Avenue for a tour to encourage the children to walk into the stores on the fifth avenue to explore the new environments and gave a lecture about race inequality. I found the purpose of the lesson is to tell the children that they are not different from other races and how important to have self-empowerment. I haven’t found the book I needed just yet. So far the story’s I found do not have enough details to support my thesis. Still, I am looking for books about self-empowerment and race inequality and see what I can combine for a more exciting research summary and outside sources that can prove my thesis and elevate the details of my essay.
Zhendong Yuan
The theme of the poem “The wife” by Emily Dickinson and Mrs. Mallard’s emotional state in “The Story of an Hour” is related; they both expressed the hidden difficulties and indescribable feelings behind being a wife. In “The Story of an Hour,” Mrs. Mallard is depressed to face the death of her husband. However, as we progress through the story, we can see how Mrs. Mallard’s emotional state unfolds. She felt relieved that she would not be oppressed by marriage and regain her own freedom. She unveiled her true emotions when she was in her room alone; she would whisper to herself, “Free! Body and soul free!” “She would have no one follower her” indicates that she only feels safe to release her emotions when no one sees her. In the poem “The Wife” by Emily Dickinson, she describes how much a woman has to give up to become a wife and will not be honored by others. “She rose to his requirement, dropped The playthings of her life To take the honorable work Of woman and of wife.” It was as if getting married was all about satisfying her husband’s needs; the lady has to sacrifice and leave all her “playthings” behind; she now is no longer a girl but a wife and a woman. “If aught she missed in her new day Of amplitude, or awe, Or first prospective, or the gold In using wore away,” I believe here the term “abrupt” refers to the sudden transition in this woman’s life, from a relatively carefree young unmarried girl to a married woman with many responsibilities. She says nothing about what she’s amazed by and her plans for her new life. “It lay unmentioned, as the sea Develops pearl and weed, But only to himself is known The fathoms […]
Flannery O’Connor has presented to the readers a piece of morale puzzle, in which no one is a true hero with perfect characteristics and committed no wrongdoings. Through the eyes of the grandmother, a self-righteous and hypocritical protagonist who guilt trips others into her own benefits, we can discover the darkness of human nature. There is no true definition for what a “good man” is meant to be and how a “good man” is supposed to act; it changes based on how one views others. We can see this portrayed by the grandmother, and a man is “good” if they hold the same moral values. The grandmother calls Red Sammy a “good man” because he trusts people and lets them charge gas on “credit” while also misses the old-time like the grandmother in which they both believe things are getting terrible and people are no longer innocent. However, the grandmother also says that she knows the Misfit is a “good man” at heart, and he will not shoot a lady when she knows that she is the only one left of the family and everyone else has been shot. She was careless of other family members and was only worried about herself and her lady’s appearances, as we know that even if she had on a “navy straw sailor hat with a bunch of white violets on the brim,” anyone who found her dead on the highway would know she was a lady. The grandmother desperately calls the Misfit a “good man,” claiming that he does not have “common blood” she does so out of selfishness, wanting to skew the Misfit into having the same moral code as she does. In contrast, the Misfit has enough recognition of himself that he knows he “ain’t a good man,” but also not […]
I am Zhendong, I am a sports guy, not because my name is similar to a famous Chinese ping-pong player. I sometimes like to read books, but only the books I am interested in. I often stressed myself out, even though I didn’t do much stuff, but the stress just happened. Out of nowhere.
