Wednesday, March 27, 2019

Essay --

The first rime that I chose was by the poet Julia Alvarez name Queens, 1963 this told the paper of a family that has moved into in Queens, NY. The writer and narrator of this story is from the Domini tin Republic. One year has passed for the family to finally settle into the neighborhood. This time an African American family has moved right wing across the street. The young misfire nonices how her neighbors birth not treated this family with kindness and respect. More police have been seen patrolling by dint of the neighborhood. When reading this poem my initial thoughts were that Queens, 1963 describes the American peoples behavior towards foreigners and their reactions. Alvarez states, Mr. Scott, the retired plumber, and his plump midwestern wife, considered moving back home, where white and black got on by staying where they belonged. (Alvarez, pp 952) It bequeath take an other year and another family that will move into their neighborhood, than one time the African Amer ican family settles in another family will be position under the same scrutiny. The narrator also discusses about a girl about the same age as her would have never been the right kind of American. Minorities such as the African Americans, Dominican Americans and any other ethnicity that came to America were looked right under the microscope. This perplexed me I do not understand why they are treated unfairly by the straightforward Americans. There is no such thing as True Americans and that this poem definitely targeted its audience through racial discrimination rather than ethnical changes within a neighborhood in Queens, NY. Another Poet had a untold refined and unique style of another part of New York City, he is one of my favorite poets Langston Hughes. The poem that I chos... ...ability to write out some(prenominal) she desires definitely has been therapeutic for her. I believe that my Dad knew all along that Rabia had amazing writing ability. The success that she has had with her writing will only suppurate more and more. As for this poem it shows how my dad truly was angel in a humans body. He has been watching over Rabia and I as well as my family. Though the trials of life havent come very abstemious I am sure he is proud to see that my child has found something in life that she enjoys. I love him and my mom and my family and friends. give thanks you Rabia for being the best sister a little brother can have. Thank you for being someone I can look up to. You have been an amazing influence and role model to me. You have endured so much and I didnt experience as much pain as you because I was so young. Your an amazing sister and I know you will do great things.

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