He wants to be forgiven, to be loved. But if he speaks he will only be ridiculed again. He will only be diminished” (Alexie 155). His father wanted to be treated differently, but was not able to expresses his feelings and is afraid the same thing will happen with his own son. He did not have that fatherly love or influence in his life due to alcohol abuse, to be able to guide a child of his own. Zits begins to understand the fear that his father had; the fear to become like his own father. Zits father also followed in his own father’s footsteps in a way where he became an alcoholic however, without his father there at least a few visits has caused Zits to also become an alcoholic. Furthermore, with all the memories he had relived he goes back to the day Zits was born and Zits is now able to answer his own question, on why he left, “And now my father, whipped and bloodied by his memory, stops pacing in the hospital hallway. Somewhere on this floor, my mother is giving birth to me. But my father cannot be a participant. He cannot be a witness. He cannot be a father” (Alexie 156). Zits can finally have some closer and understand why his father could not be there for
He wants to be forgiven, to be loved. But if he speaks he will only be ridiculed again. He will only be diminished” (Alexie 155). His father wanted to be treated differently, but was not able to expresses his feelings and is afraid the same thing will happen with his own son. He did not have that fatherly love or influence in his life due to alcohol abuse, to be able to guide a child of his own. Zits begins to understand the fear that his father had; the fear to become like his own father. Zits father also followed in his own father’s footsteps in a way where he became an alcoholic however, without his father there at least a few visits has caused Zits to also become an alcoholic. Furthermore, with all the memories he had relived he goes back to the day Zits was born and Zits is now able to answer his own question, on why he left, “And now my father, whipped and bloodied by his memory, stops pacing in the hospital hallway. Somewhere on this floor, my mother is giving birth to me. But my father cannot be a participant. He cannot be a witness. He cannot be a father” (Alexie 156). Zits can finally have some closer and understand why his father could not be there for