Wednesday, November 20, 2013

"Human is Human" (part 6)

“Human is Human”
Human is Human, “if a person cannot see similarities within every race they are ill.”
Morrison states: "There is a notion out in the land that there are black people or Indians or some other marginal group, and if you write about the world from that point of view, somehow it is considered lesser." Rejecting anything other than full membership in humanity for black people, she asserts her credo: "We are people, not aliens. We live, we love, and we die."
Through all of the memories pity was something strong slaves did not want. Pages 224 and 225 explain the power trip of white men in the 1800s. Sixo got caught stealing meat and got beat by his master after being verbally abused and psychologically tortured. Temptation is not new, it has existed before the creation of mankind, the earth, and before the assembly of time.
Part two of the extreme literature by Toni Morrison page 246 and 247 explains how people look down on babysitting because of her children being conceived by colored men. Those twisted slave owners look down on her, but Morrison stated on page 247 that “she slaves not to have pleasurable feelings on their own; the bodies not supposed to be like that, but they have to have as many children as they can to please whoever owned them.”
(white men) it is funny how a person can call someone an animal, not human, and a slave, but then have sexual intercourse with whom you believe be is an unequal. Ancient is the time of slavery the days were time was told by the sky’s and the cock’s crow. She holds the tree on her back every whip connecting slavery history together as a family tree. Ohio was not the place to be.
Beloved is she beloved is he who holds the key to sethe heart and mind that think pass the pain of the baby calls. The handprints and evil that scared her brothers away the questions were raised by notorious memory tattooed on the soul without salvation.
The force of love and hate lived compelling, yet apprehensive to comprehend until you are magically drifted into the world behind the text.
I never read such a dreamlike story of pure love, and absolute opposite intertwined with a twisted dark side of horror and mental haunting. This books challenge my ability to expand my writing techniques… Shot out to Mr. de Wit’s English 4 class of 2013.

 Much love
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