In My Name is Margaret, (Maya Angelou) writes about a time when a young black girl named Margaret was groomed to work as a servant in a white women's strict home. Ms Glory, a cook who had worked for Mrs. Cuillinan for twenty years had taught Margaret specifically the names of different plates, and glasses and where everything had to be placed orderly. Margaret had pitied Mrs Cuillinan greatly because of her inability to birth children and her unnattractedness. She had enjoyed working at Mrs Cuillinan’s home with Ms Glory, until the day Mrs Cuillinans speckled face friend had rubbed off on Mrs Cuillinan who had down graded Margaret and renamed her Mary because the name Margaret she felt was too long. Unaccaepting of this new name, Margaret would soon find a way to get herself fired.
Did you agree with Margaret's choice to break the casserole dish and two green glass cups? The direct disrespect of calling someone a new name without their permission for whatever reason would most likely make any human being want to retaliate in one way or another. Margaret had definitely made a statement of breaking the dish and cup, which she was content with after obviously being hurt with how it all went down. I do agree with with Margaret’s choice to break the casserole dish and two green grass cups. Only, after first approaching Mrs Cuillinan and maybe explaining to her my disappointment of her speckled face friend speaking down upon me and trying to change my name without my consent, which in return had Mrs Cuillinan permanently calling me Mary again without out my consent, would I wait for a reply of aggreeance or opposition. I of course feel that regardless if Margaret worked for Mrs Cuillinan or walked pass her in the morning black or white, Margaret and any body else deserved the right to be called by the name that they were given and not except a name (especially without their consent). Hopefully Mrs Cuillinan would understand this and compromise. If not,oh hell yes, I agree to help her break the damn casserole dish and two green glass cups. When have you made an important choice to either resist or not resist oppression, challenge the status quo, or refuse to obey an authority figure? I have a mother who will say quite a few or more disrespectful things to her children without thought as to how it will make us feel. I have endured it since I was younger and being younger accepting it because I thought that it was just a thing mother’s say because their angry. Growing up and being surrounded by other mothers and realizing that when they get angry they don’t ever say the harsh words mothers just don’t say to their children or any one that they love. Other then retaliating with stabbing her with my harsh words, I have learned to love her from a distance. I couldn’t stab her with harsh words any way because she would knock my head off my shoulders grown and all. I just keep my distance and that as well increases my peace. By me doing that I realize that when we do speak I rarely ever get a disrespectful quote from her. I think she realizes that by me keeping my distance that’s my way of screaming, “Mom I’m not taking your shit or anybody else’s because I don’t have to.” I realized that you don’t always have to retaliate against people with violence or negativity. Sometimes staying calm and positive will set somebody on fire because they know that they can’t do anything to you. Sometimes it shows them what an idiot they are and hopefully turns their negativity into positivity.
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