Sunday, December 21, 2014

O Lawd!

   I'm grateful that we've come a long way from the day big Walters check came home. That day gone done us the best and worst but this family ain't never gave up in the five generations past and we ain't about to give up now. Money money money. All anyone ever care bout now is money. I can't blame them none. Everything needs money in this changed world. Only thing that mattered in my time was gettin out of dem ways of getting lynched. But now that these young folk use money so often our whole lives depend on it. 

    My son Walter lee is a good man, was and still will be. But when he lost all his daddy's hard earned money I thought we was done in this world. All those years of big Walter comin late every night day after day makin sure his children are happy. I prayed to the lord that he'd show Walter Lee the right way out of this mess he done got into. 

 But we survived my family and I. Walter Lee called that Mr. Lindner and old him that we don't want none of his money. We were gonna stay in that house we bought with big Walters money. I always knew my son was a lot of things but a bad man was not one of them. He got himself a job and worked his way up for his money. Travis grew up to be a hard workin boy ready to learn and earn. Beneatha got to be the doctor she wanted to be and now she helps give lfie to her patients. Ruth? Ruth gave birth to that beautiful new baby and being the strongest one over the years she sure is the happiest now. 

 It all worked out big Walter. Thank the lord it all worked out. 

Sunday, December 14, 2014

Connect the dots

Langston Hughes wrote significant poems about the journey of black society and how they fought through their steps to freedom. The black society was isolated and alienated from what was supposed to be the land of the free; what was supposed to be home. We could almost say that they felt like they were living in outer space, where there's no air of reassurance to breathe in and sustain. healthy atmosphere for them, like there was no life around them and within them. However, there were stars of hope and a new world not far off. 
While others might say that black society took a decline in this time period, they actually flourished and made a name for themselves in the world of art, music and talent overall. The beauty of their culture was that it was their coping mechanism while better days were on the way. Jimi Hendrix is a good example of the growth and flourishing of music in the black society. Hendrix is known till date to be one of the greatest of not the greatest instrumentalists in history. 
You could say that it was hell for the black society with fire that burnt them whichever way that turned. With the rest of the world like the fates at the gates of hades, caging you in, watching your lives and making sure you don't escape, it really did seem like hell. However there's a certain sense of life and hope that can be interpreted from fire. JeannetteWalls in her book, The Glass Castle, uses fire as a recurring motif. Initially the fire threatens her and hurts her, but she learns from it, she later uses the fire to her advantage and turned her weaknesses into her strengths. When she was finally independent and on her own, the fire remained a symbol of her journey and what she had been through and learned over the years of her life. The black society may have suffered but they used their vulnerable position and turned out to be stronger Han ever.