The Chrysanthemums written by John Steinbeck illustrates a wife named Elisa whom is confounded to this ordinary house wife duty but aches for adventure and excitement. Her husband Henry belittles her as a woman, not allowing her to assist in any of the business and limits her to house hold duties and working on her Chrysanthemums flowers. Henry believes that woman can’t run a business or are smart enough to know anything but cleaning and gardening. Henry gives Elisa little attention or care and Elisa has emptiness in her heart that that needs to be filled. When Elisa opens her door of acceptance to the Tinker man, she yearns for someone to understand her quest for adventure. Buried in the third world of individualism, behind her fenced flowers, she longs for escape. As the tinker counties to tell her his adventurous life and how he sleeps in his wagon says replies, “It must be very nice. I wish woman could do such things” (1072). The tinker then tells her “It ain’t the kind of life for a woman” (1072). Her husband, Henry is not the only man that thinks the real world is no place for woman. Even thou Elisa is taken back yet again another man believes she incapable of doing adventurous things, she is enlightened and intrigued by the tinkers life, and aches for a courageous life. As the two keep talking, she finds herself wanting a
The Chrysanthemums written by John Steinbeck illustrates a wife named Elisa whom is confounded to this ordinary house wife duty but aches for adventure and excitement. Her husband Henry belittles her as a woman, not allowing her to assist in any of the business and limits her to house hold duties and working on her Chrysanthemums flowers. Henry believes that woman can’t run a business or are smart enough to know anything but cleaning and gardening. Henry gives Elisa little attention or care and Elisa has emptiness in her heart that that needs to be filled. When Elisa opens her door of acceptance to the Tinker man, she yearns for someone to understand her quest for adventure. Buried in the third world of individualism, behind her fenced flowers, she longs for escape. As the tinker counties to tell her his adventurous life and how he sleeps in his wagon says replies, “It must be very nice. I wish woman could do such things” (1072). The tinker then tells her “It ain’t the kind of life for a woman” (1072). Her husband, Henry is not the only man that thinks the real world is no place for woman. Even thou Elisa is taken back yet again another man believes she incapable of doing adventurous things, she is enlightened and intrigued by the tinkers life, and aches for a courageous life. As the two keep talking, she finds herself wanting a