Lots of us have got dreams. I had me a dream. I dreamed 'bout opening a liquor store, me and Willy and Bobo with Mama's check. I was sick of the "Yes sir"s and "No sir"s of my job driving around a rich white man. I couldn't sit around all day no more and just "eat my eggs" when I was "choking to death" on the disgust I had for my life.
You got to understand that's why I did it - that's why I gave Willy the money. I had to hope for something better. But when Bobo came and said Willy done stolen all that money, I finally figured out that life is divided "between the takers and the 'tooken'". And us Youngers, we're the tooken.
But when I called back that white man Lindner, I just couldn't bring myself to sell him the house Mama bought. Not when Travis, the sixth generation of our family, was there. Not when my father "earned it for us brick by brick". It took me a while, but I've realized that I am proud of my family.
And that pride's the best gift my father gave me.
Walter exhibits the most development throughout the play; though he knows they will face adversities, he finally embraces the importance of his family over money. The day he stands up for his family is the day he comes "into his manhood...like a rainbow after the rain". -MC
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Hi Michelle I really liked how you presented your blog in Walter's perspective. I can truly see Walter's remorse and realization of his betrayal. I can only hope the Younger family will succeed in the end..
ReplyDeleteMichelle, this is a very creative and skillful approach to interpreting this week's readings of RIS! I like your use of textual evidence and how you adapted Walter's way of speaking. This was really great!
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