There eyes were watching...
Spend a few years teaching school in the deep south and pay attention to the fierce conditions under which many of your students live. A fifth grade boys that lives in a house with five women and he's not sure which one is his mama. A tenth grade boy that would rather stay in after school for punishment rather than face life on the street. I lived the first 53 years of my life in relative comfort, isolated from the problems of ghettos, then I moved south. It's an eye-opening experience, I'll tell you. Zora is right on the money with her book... It's not the usual kind of narrative... It's pure poetry.
Re: There eyes were watching...
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Originally Posted by hlivermo
Spend a few years teaching school in the deep south and pay attention to the fierce conditions under which many of your students live. A fifth grade boys that lives in a house with five women and he's not sure which one is his mama. A tenth grade boy that would rather stay in after school for punishment rather than face life on the street. I lived the first 53 years of my life in relative comfort, isolated from the problems of ghettos, then I moved south. It's an eye-opening experience, I'll tell you.
Spend a few years in Detroit, guy, it ranks #1 in the US for racial segregation and #3 for worst ghetto (the top seven aren't even in the south). On 8-mile road you will literally see two sides that are entirely opposed: the south side is black, the north side is white. Michigan also ranks #1 in unemployment (that's why Bush came to Livonia a few weeks ago to try and pursuade us small folks that the sources who sold him that crock of ****e 'trickle down' theory finally pulled their heads out of their asses). Anyway, I like Detroit . . . it's got character. I'm a believer that we must be absolutely modern, but the south just seems like it is holding on to a lot of dead and outdated traditions ; and moreover, the accent is atrocious.