the reason we go to school
Chanteil Edwards
Professor Naykishia Head
English 1010
25 February 2014
Everyday Use
In the short story everyday use there was mother of two girls who names were Dee and Maggie. Dee and Maggie were nothing alike. Maggie was this really shy girl who stayed up under her mother. She really was uncomfortable with the burn marks in her arms from the fire she was in when they were younger Dee wanted nice things. A yellow organdy dress to wear to her graduation from high school; black pumps to match a green suit she'd made from an old suit somebody gave me. She was determined to stare down any disaster in her efforts. Dee went off to school to further her education and ended up changing into this whole new person. She even changed her name to Wangero Leewanika Kemanjo. Her wardrobe was different as well as her hair. A dress so loud it hurts my eyes. There are yellows and oranges enough to throw back the light of the sun. I feel my whole face warming from the heat waves it throws out. Earrings gold, too, and hanging down to her shoulders. Bracelets dangling and making noises when she moves her arm up to shake the folds of the dress out of her armpits She also was inconsiderate of Maggie’s feelings. "Maggie can't appreciate these quilts!" she said. "She'd probably be backward enough to put them to everyday use." "She can always make some more," I said. "Maggie knows how to quilt. “Dee (Wangero) looked at me with hatred. "You just will not understand. The point is these quilts, these quilts!" Dee wanted everything to go her way while she was home visiting but her mother was not going to let that happen.
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Professor Naykishia Head
English 1010
25 February 2014
Everyday Use
In the short story everyday use there was mother of two girls who names were Dee and Maggie. Dee and Maggie were nothing alike. Maggie was this really shy girl who stayed up under her mother. She really was uncomfortable with the burn marks in her arms from the fire she was in when they were younger Dee wanted nice things. A yellow organdy dress to wear to her graduation from high school; black pumps to match a green suit she'd made from an old suit somebody gave me. She was determined to stare down any disaster in her efforts. Dee went off to school to further her education and ended up changing into this whole new person. She even changed her name to Wangero Leewanika Kemanjo. Her wardrobe was different as well as her hair. A dress so loud it hurts my eyes. There are yellows and oranges enough to throw back the light of the sun. I feel my whole face warming from the heat waves it throws out. Earrings gold, too, and hanging down to her shoulders. Bracelets dangling and making noises when she moves her arm up to shake the folds of the dress out of her armpits She also was inconsiderate of Maggie’s feelings. "Maggie can't appreciate these quilts!" she said. "She'd probably be backward enough to put them to everyday use." "She can always make some more," I said. "Maggie knows how to quilt. “Dee (Wangero) looked at me with hatred. "You just will not understand. The point is these quilts, these quilts!" Dee wanted everything to go her way while she was home visiting but her mother was not going to let that happen.
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