Frances Henderson What It’s Like to Be Me: The
Universality of Minority Literature One of the topics that keeps being discussed during class is
the importance of minority literature. Understanding our past as a nation,
celebrating our differences, and preserving our heritages are all excellent
reasons to study minority literature. But these reasons are not always helpful
in keeping ourselves motivated and open minded. What really strikes me about the
pieces of literature we are reading this semester is how universally
approachable they really are. As I read previous semesters’ essays, it was their
reactions to various works, their moments of “I too know how that feels!” that
left an effect on me. The first of these incidents I found was in OR’s “Literary
Style that Captured Me.” The author says: I have been teased and tormented throughout my life because
of certain things I do that are considered “weird”. However, this passage
in [“Still I Rise”] makes me feel as though I can laugh in the face of those
that taunt me because I will rise despite their ridicule. I can honestly
say that I know the true meaning of what it feels like to be looked upon with
hatred. I have cried countless tears due to the hatred of others.
Yet I know that I am a strong and virtuous woman and I will rise above all of
these mean acts. I felt proud as I read this poem, particularly this
passage. As I read this I could not help
mentally fist pumping the air and shouting “Yes! Exactly!” So many times in my
life I have been on the receiving end of looks and stares because of my
eccentric behaviors and quirks. While I have not lived a life nearly has
challenging as Maya Angelou’s, her words are moving. Her bold declaration of
“still I rise” after countless struggles is an inspiration to women no matter
what race. Having read I Know Why the
Caged Bird Sings, I know that Angelou was the first black trolley
conductress in San Francisco due largely to her single minded determination.
That perseverance and strength are a message that is universal. Another example of understanding is TP’s essay titled
“The Mental Breakdown.” The author is discussing a passage from the
Narrative of the Life of Frederick
Douglass. Douglass is describing how the slave owners manage not only to
justify slavery to themselves but how they keep slaves thinking they want to be
owned. The author says: What affected me most by this passage was that it made
absolute sense, which is a frightening thought in itself. The ability for humans
to affectively keep another group of human beings from even craving their own
freedom was astounding to me. What could be a worse violation of human rights
than to take away a person’s desire for their own liberty? I could not help but
having to read the passage repeatedly to find some way in which this method
could not have worked. Yet, as I continued to read it, I realized that it had to
have been uniquely effective. The psychological effects of these methods:
ridding a slave of their identity, of their dignity, their hope, their spirit,
and their mind, must have been more effective than the strongest of chains and
the harshest of whippings. This piece struck me because it cuts right to the truth of
the matter—that the dehumanization of slaves worked to a greater extent that we
really want to admit. Not only that, but there are still those in the world
today who try to rid people of their identity, dignity, hope, and spirit.
Therapists everywhere are helping victims of emotional, mental, and physical
abuse deal with this. This passage just shows that not every aspect of human
nature, while universal, is benevolent. The final selection I found was an untitled selection from
CW’s response to The Bluest Eye. It
shows how discussing minority literature quickly becomes a discussion of
culture. It reads: But, I feel that in class the cultural issues hit home really
hard for a lot of students, and it turns into a more cultural debate than a
literary analysis. During the lessons that the students present, the
literary objectives are referred to, but the discussion always turns to a more
personal, culture related topic. I think that with literary devices like
these it would be hard to keep the discussions only literature based. I do
not think there is really any way that you could resolve the issue of the
discussion leading this way, because it is a very emotional subject and everyone
is going to relate the stories to themselves or what they have heard from their
families. I agree that it “would be hard to keep the discussions only
literature based.” It seems to me that the author of this feels that is a
downside to discussing minority literature. I disagree. The argument for the
importance of form and structure versus content in literary works has been
raging for centuries and will probably never fully be resolved. I think they are
equally important. While understanding the literary aspects of a piece of work,
it is the content that keeps us engaged. This is why literature is still one of
the many ways humans learn about the world and process through difficult ideas
like gender roles, social differences, violence, and even cultural equality. On a more personal note, I remember in high school reading
Zora Neale Hurston’s Their Eyes Were
Watching God. I should be honest; I remember
skimming parts of it and Spark-noting
the rest. “Why do I have to read this?” was the thought foremost in my head. I
could not find what I considered a convincing answer to that question, and
because of it, have no clue what the book was about. This was the mentality with
which I read many curriculum required works. Sad, I know, but true. How could
minority literature relate to me, the white, blue eyed, blonde haired, middle
class girl from a stable home life? It’s taken growing up, maturing, and living
in the real world for me to finally be able to answer that. Human emotions and
suffering are really universal, as long as you keep an open mind.
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