At first it seems to be just a short story about an Indian guy who is currently living in the streets, but when you see thru the lines you realize there is more to know about the symbolism behind the journey of Jackson Jackson and his grandmother’s regalia. The author seems pretty close to Native American history, because he’s one Spokane Indian, like Jackson in the story.
What this means is that the inside of the story is right beneath Alexie personal life.
None of the characters are particularly important except for the main one: Jackson
Jackson. They are in the story to collaborate and making the plot picturesque and funny. Those who help the most to Jackson are his friends, Rosa y Junior, and the white man pawn owner who was trying to sell his grandmother’s regalia for just 999 dollars, as a symbolic price.
Alexie is trying to explain in this particular story how the Americans evolution has outcast the evolution of the Native American. And he used properly symbolic momentum that describes it. These Aleuts smelled like salmon, I thought, and they told me they were going to sit on that wooden bench until their boat came back.
“How long has your boat been gone?” I asked.
“Eleven years,” the elder Aleut said.
I cried with them for a while.
Not only has the story a strong amount of symbolism. It also portrayed the vision of life that all Indian have. They have a need to share everything in their lives: money, assets, sadness and the good luck that they could have.
In the pursuit of the regalia, Jackson won 100 dollars from a lottery ticket, and instead of keeping all the money, he gave 20 dollars to the girl in the grocery store. The fact that he did that reveals, that despite needing 999 dollars for recovering the regalia and that he was poor and homeless, he never abandoned his principles as a Spokane to always share with friends and family.
“I won a hundred dollars,” I said.
She examined the ticket and