Quotes From The Play 'A Streetcar Named Desire'
Jo flipped the page over. June 21st: School. Mrs Hunt’s interpretation of A Streetcar named Desire. And then quotes from the play including Ash’s favourite: “I shall die of eating an unwashed grape one day out on the ocean.” The same quote was pasted on Ash’s noticeboard in her bedroom. A rant about her mother took up several pages – her voice and her rules and the way she told Ash off for spending money on clothes but then went out shopping most weekends and bought clothes for herself and how she made her do things around the house like washing the dishes and vacuuming even though she was doing her VCE and had lots of study and how she monopolised Jack when he was in the house... My mother flirts with Jack, it’s disgusting. There were
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Fear and grief and then the pen heavier on the page, as if Ash had been pressing down with all her weight; rage. Quickly Jo flipped back towards May and April. Lists of places only people with a death wish would go to. The ultimate playlist. Jo recognised all the songs on this list as Ash’s favourites. No surprises. The secret playlist. There were no surprises on that list either, they all had songs they liked that everyone else thought were daggy – Ash’s included a couple of Abba and Milli Vanilli classics and even Aqua’s I’m a barbie girl, which they played in their teens especially at sleepovers at Ash’s place especially because Ash’s mother hated the song. There was a whole page on Geoffrey Robertson, the human rights lawyer and a chart, drawn with coloured pencils, of the steps she would need to take to get her from VCE student to United Nations’ lawyer. The words to I love the way you lie. A song so far away from Ash’s life, from anything she’d experienced, that Jo thought there was something wrong with Ash’s attraction to it, something voyeuristic, like those people who gather around accidents or were drawn to reading about disasters so they’d be glad it wasn’t them. And of course it was as different as a song could be to I’m a barbie girl and Mamma
Fear and grief and then the pen heavier on the page, as if Ash had been pressing down with all her weight; rage. Quickly Jo flipped back towards May and April. Lists of places only people with a death wish would go to. The ultimate playlist. Jo recognised all the songs on this list as Ash’s favourites. No surprises. The secret playlist. There were no surprises on that list either, they all had songs they liked that everyone else thought were daggy – Ash’s included a couple of Abba and Milli Vanilli classics and even Aqua’s I’m a barbie girl, which they played in their teens especially at sleepovers at Ash’s place especially because Ash’s mother hated the song. There was a whole page on Geoffrey Robertson, the human rights lawyer and a chart, drawn with coloured pencils, of the steps she would need to take to get her from VCE student to United Nations’ lawyer. The words to I love the way you lie. A song so far away from Ash’s life, from anything she’d experienced, that Jo thought there was something wrong with Ash’s attraction to it, something voyeuristic, like those people who gather around accidents or were drawn to reading about disasters so they’d be glad it wasn’t them. And of course it was as different as a song could be to I’m a barbie girl and Mamma