Friday, November 13, 2009

The Flowers:Alice Walker

When I first read this story I thought that maybe I was reading about a Chinese or Japanese girl playing in a field by herself. But I came to find out that maybe I had misread the story and missed a few parts that were key in letting the reader know that this story is about a sharecroppers daughter. It bothered me how the story started off so happy and joyful then went to dark and sad. We talked about the colors we saw in the story. They were bright then dark. The imagery in this story painted a picture in my mind about the man she came across. I could literally see the rose growing out of the skull she stepped on. How shocking it must have been at such a young age to have to witness this

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