Essay --

The first poem that I chose was by the poet Julia Alvarez titled Queens, 1963 this told the grade of a family that has moved into in Queens, NY. The writer and narrator of this story is from the friar preacher Republic. One year has passed for the family to finally settle into the neighborhood. This time an African the Statesn family has moved right across the street. The young girl notices how her neighbors gull not treated this family with classness and respect. More police have been seen patrolling through the neighborhood. When course session this poem my initial thoughts were that Queens, 1963 describes the American peoples behavior towards foreigners and their reactions. Alvarez states, Mr. Scott, the retired plumber, and his plump Midwestern wife, considered pathetic back home, where white and black got along by staying where they belonged. (Alvarez, pp 952) It will get below mavens skin another year and another family that will move into their neighborhood, than once the African American family settles in another family will be placed under the same scrutiny. The narrator also discusses close to a girl about the same age as her would have never been the right kind of American. Minorities such as the African Americans, Dominican Americans and any other ethnicity that came to America were looked right under the microscope. This perplexed me I do not recognize why they are treated unfairly by the True Americans. on that point is no such thing as True Americans and that this poem in spades targeted its audience through racial discrimination rather than cultural changes at bottom a neighborhood in Queens, NY. Another Poet had a oft minute and unique style of another part of New York City, he is one of my favorite poets Langston Hughes. The poem that I chos... ...ability to write out whatever she desires in spades has been therapeutic for her. I believe that my Dad knew all along that Rabia had dreaded writing ability. The success that she has had with her writing will only grow more and more. As for this poem it shows how my dad truly was angel in a humans body. He has been watching over Rabia and I as well up as my family. Though the trials of life havent come very easy I am sure he is proud to see that my sister has erect something in life that she enjoys. I love him and my mom and my family and friends. thank you Rabia for be the best sister a little brother can have. Thank you for being someone I can look up to. You have been an amazing influence and role model to me. You have endured so much and I didnt experience as much pain as you because I was so young. Your an amazing sister and I know you will do great things.