The Grapes of Wrath Is About My People

I have ancestors—my great grandmother, Alabama Gray (she preferred to be called Bonnie), in fact—who traveled from Oklahoma to California between 1910 and 1920, just before the dust bowl and depression were pushing people from the mid-west to the west in search of work.  I have known this for some time now, and recently, in... Continue Reading →

Birth and Land in The Good Earth

“And Wang Lung, hearing this, felt his mouth suddenly dry and parched and his voice came from him in a whisper, ‘Silver, then!  Silver and gold!  Anything to the very price of my land!’” (p. 139). That quote is on the cover of my seventh grade English portfolio because, at that time, Pearl S. Buck’s... Continue Reading →

Death Changes Mrs. Dalloway and Us

The first time my sister Haley received an invitation for a sleepover, it was to her best friend Martha’s house.  Such an invitation is exciting and a celebrated first experience away from home.  However, Martha lived in a mortuary.  Her father was a mortician, whose residence was attached to his place of work and business. ... Continue Reading →

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