The Great Gatsby Green Analysis

The Grass is Gatsby Green
I was born on the Fourth of July to two American soldiers in Virginia, which is quite frankly, one of the most American births possible. Even my conception was due to the tenacity of the United States as there was no other way that my father, a man from the crime-ridden, urban Camden, New Jersey would’ve met my mother, a woman from the impoverished, deep south. I wasn’t brought in by a stork, but by a bald eagle.
Having this understanding, it is easy to see why I love my country, because I was born under fireworks. However, many people have grown to have a cynical view of the United States and no longer believe in the American Dream that immigrants in the early twentieth century believed in when they saw the Statue of Liberty. One of the most famous works of all time that address the idea of the American Dream is the Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald. In the novel, one of the most iconic scenes depicts the main character, reaching for a green light across the bay, symbolizing the allure of the American Dream— and how it is unattainable it is. I have to disagree with that notion, and I strongly believe in the dream. The grass in America is a lovely green that anyone who comes here
My father recently retired from the military and is expected to graduate from his master’s program soon. He, just as I, is transitioning into a new stage in his life, however, he has been struggling to find employment, and it is uncertain whether or not he will be able to support us for any longer. My parents divorced recently, leading to my mother to have to support herself in an area with a high cost of living. Now that I am the torch bearer, my job is to take a step further in improving the future generations of my family, and complete the process of the American Dream by going to college and supporting myself and creating a life even better than the one my parents granted