Where My World Began Lawrence Analysis
Where My World Began Through a variety of literary elements and well-described anecdotes, Laurence’s essay expertly influences me with the theme of appreciating one’s hometown, regardless of ancestral roots or present or future endeavours. Laurence’s essay evokes the feeling of pride and compassion for the home that I live in because it reminds me that this is the area that I grew up in and is the first place that I can ever truly call my home. Her essay also reconstructs memories of the familiarities that I see on a day-to-day basis. Laurence also recognizes that “the oddities of [her] place were endless” (Laurence 329). This idea that “all of us cast stones in one shape or another”, touches me most because it reminds me that everyone is
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Never dull” (327). Regardless of Scarborough’s inclusion in a metropolitan area, Scarborough to Toronto is like the northern territories to Canada; it exists—but not really. The area is simply a heated topic for discussion by ignorant politicians. But Laurence’s essay reminds me that the importance of one’s hometown should not be defined by the people that have never lived there, but rather by the personal feelings that only someone who has may experience (327). Coupled with numerous examples of reflective thoughts on her hometown, Laurence is also able to bring forth many beliefs. Seeing one’s roots first hand is truly a fascinating experience, but nevertheless not as influential. Laurence has a strong belief that her “[homeland] draws [her] more than other lands”, as others “do not have the power to move [her] in the same way as [her own country]” (331). I share this belief as well as have experienced it recently. Though ancestral roots are important, they are “in a sense that no longer [matter] so much” as “my true roots [are] here” (332). “This is where my world began”, and no matter where my future decides to take me, it is the starting point of my life that defines where I go (332). Through a series of personal connections, influences, and beliefs, Margaret Laurence’s “Where the World Began” sincerely reminds
Never dull” (327). Regardless of Scarborough’s inclusion in a metropolitan area, Scarborough to Toronto is like the northern territories to Canada; it exists—but not really. The area is simply a heated topic for discussion by ignorant politicians. But Laurence’s essay reminds me that the importance of one’s hometown should not be defined by the people that have never lived there, but rather by the personal feelings that only someone who has may experience (327). Coupled with numerous examples of reflective thoughts on her hometown, Laurence is also able to bring forth many beliefs. Seeing one’s roots first hand is truly a fascinating experience, but nevertheless not as influential. Laurence has a strong belief that her “[homeland] draws [her] more than other lands”, as others “do not have the power to move [her] in the same way as [her own country]” (331). I share this belief as well as have experienced it recently. Though ancestral roots are important, they are “in a sense that no longer [matter] so much” as “my true roots [are] here” (332). “This is where my world began”, and no matter where my future decides to take me, it is the starting point of my life that defines where I go (332). Through a series of personal connections, influences, and beliefs, Margaret Laurence’s “Where the World Began” sincerely reminds