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Friday, March 1, 2019

‘Of Mice and Men’ By John Steinbeck Essay

Its ilk my week discontinues never change, its the likes of a daily r eruptine being alvirtuoso and cold with no one to talk to. Books, e very I bugger off is books, I read so much my head hurts some fourth dimensions. Line after line, headache after headache, in a elan imp already used to it. Its a Saturday night and each(prenominal) the men possess gone to the whore fellowship in t have or should I say Suzys place. I wonder sometimes why I privyt go however its always the same because Im dim. why would anyone c every for to dance with a black while? Why would anyone requisite to sleep with a black a man? Why would anyone want to beverage with a black man? Im that so alone.I actu entirelyy got a bit of company straight off from a jackass called Lennie. Lennie is a huge man, shapeless face, with large unbalanced eyes, with wide sloping shoulders and he walked heavily, dragging his feet a little, the way a bear drags his paws. He came in while I was friction cream on my back. At first I matt-up angry and that my rights were being invaded. I told him that he wasnt allowed in but me being a black man and him being white it was like he had index over me so I let him in. A big guy like him and a crooked man like me I could rush never correspondped him. The tho people that have entered my room are the boss and slim and when they have entered I have been powerless to nab them.Well, Lennie came in and I started to question him on his relationship that he had with George which real property intrigues me. I was jus talking and he was except laughing at me because he didnt chthonicstand what I was talking somewhat. I asked him what he would do if George never came back, what if George dies what would he do, but Lennie was unforgiving that George would be safe and that he was careful. He started to approach me and I felt so scared and blue that I leaned back into my corner, I told Lennie that George would be alright and that he was safe. I didnt expect Lennies response to be so aggressive. It jus shows how coating Lennie and George are.I didnt really want to upset him but I did, I just wanted him to feel how lonely my manners is. I have no one to confide in and I only have my judgment to rely on. I explained to him that I jus kept all my feelings and my worries inside and that I start to feel sick because I have no one to express my emotions to. Lennie is so dumb to understand it felt like I was talking to myself for at least 10 minutes.I told him ab bulge out my child hood with the company of my brother when we used to decease on a farm and that my father didnt like us paying with white children and that we had each other so we should play to buzz offher. I didnt depend about what friends I had when I was younger but now I realize why my father told us not to play with them.I was placeing him this because I wanted him to know what life was like for a black man but obviously it was like I was talking to myself again.After I had told him all of this I felt like I had made a friend and that all the vehemence I had kept in had gone out of my system. I didnt feel so lonely after all but I had a gut feeling that by the time Lennie had gone I would be back to my old ways again. Lonely, depressed and in regard of a friend. At that particular moment I felt really good about myself.About 10 minutes later edulcorate came in looking for Lennie. He looked really uncomfortable about coming into my room. I know that me and candy have been on the ranch for a long time but he has never come into my room. When he came in him and Lennie were talking about turn backting their own piece of province which Lennie had been talking about before. While candy was talking I was have a him thinking about how isolated I am compared to everyone else who have lived in one room but with the company of each other.I spliffed in with their conversation about getting their own land, they were very convinced that t hey would get it but I thought different, I told them about all the other ranchers that have wanted the same thing but have never as far as a maltreat to getting their own land. Even when they perceive the stories of other ranchers they were still adamant that they would get it. I still disagreed with them, but when candy told me how close and severe they have worked to get this land I gave up and asked if I could cave in them. I didnt really have much future on the ranch so the thought of being free was very tempting.We were all very excited and then Curleys married woman came in as usual looking for her husband Curley. We all looked at her scornfully and didnt take any notice of her when she spoke. She asked again if we had seen Curley and Candy told her to get out because she wasnt wanted and that her husband wasnt here. I kept myself restfully because she didnt heed to Candy and she surely wasnt going to listen to me. For a while it felt like we had united together to stop her from coming in, but she was still at the door peering in. Then I attempted to get her to go away but she came back with a vengeance saying that I should keep my mouth shut and that she could get me strung on a tree so easily. It was like she separate through my defence. Candy tried to defend me but there was no stopping her. We had to face it that we were powerless to stop her. Candy then told her that all the men were back from town and then she went in a flash.I felt so small that I crawled back into my corner again because I knew that what Curleys wife was saying was true. There was no smudge in fighting back, thats one thing I despise about Curleys wife is that she is always putting people down.By the time she had left George came back. I was staring scornfully at Candy and Lennie even though Candy had tried to defend me I had upset every bit of friendliness towards them. George looked at me like he could tell something had gone on. After a couple of minutes of awkward lock they were leaving, while they were going a told them I didnt want to join them on their farm and George looked confused then they left. I went back to rubbing ointment on my back.I changed my mind about the farm because it just seemed odd for three white men to share a family unit with one black man. They could turn on me jus like Curleys wife did and I didnt want to take any chances, suppose they chucked my out where would I go I couldnt get a business sector anywhere else because there is so much unemployment in California. There isnt a lot of banks and I would be left without money for food, robes and rent like the millions of other people in California. I had heard of farmers losing their land and the banks dispossessed their families and were left homeless. If a get left on the street I would be picked up and taken away and defeat or taken to a refugee camp. I would hate to be taken to a refugee camp because I dont want to end up lining up in a big find waiting for f ood.I like the ranch because I have my own room, I have lots of possessions and my room is neat and tidy, although it is next to the manure heap. I dont like the ranch because I get left out and cant join in with all the other games the ranchers play. I dont have any descent in life because before I got kicked in the back by the horse I tried to live my like to the fullest and the best way I could.Now they have all gone, I have time to reflect on what has happened tonight and my life. I have time to think about what Im going to do tomorrow. I can read a few books if I please without being disturbed.If I had the power, I would conciliate everyone have equal rights, all the white and black people not to fight and make them get along together. I would want everyone to have their own piece of land and that they could work under their own rules. Everyone to be happy and live life to the fullest, I would like there to be a rule that any black man could go into a whore house and have a drink any time he wants and not worry about getting criticized because of the colour of their skin and last of all I will make violence an offence and that anyone that engages in violence will be send to prison.

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