Crazy or Courageous?
The power and determination of women to go to every end of the earth for kids is put into a different perspective in this essay. Women from almost any time period would go and do anything for kids, even if the kids were disrespectful and unloving in return. A perfect example of this is Phoenix Jackson, an old woman making a journey for her grandson in the short story “A Worn Path” by Eudora Welty. She runs into many obstacles along the way, but is it enough to take care of her grandson. Another perfect example is Ms. Moore, a woman who moves back to ghetto where she grew up, to help out a gang of uneducated kids in the short story “The Lesson” by Toni Cade Bambara. These women are portrayed by their respected authors and narrators as crazy, but they are only crazy about helping others. Phoenix Jackson is the first to be shown in a different perspective.
Phoenix Jackson is an older black woman, making a journey to the town of Natchez, Mississippi. The author portrays her as a woman having imaginations and seeing things that do not exist. Eudora Welty writes, “when a little boy brought her a plate with a slice of marble-cake on it she spoke to him. 'That would be acceptable,' she said. But when she went to take it there was just her own hand in the air (Welty 57). The author is swaying the reader into believing that Phoenix Jackson is envisioning that makes it look, as if she is crazy. Phoenix Jackson was in reality, envisioning her grandson who swallowed lye as an inspiration for her to continue you on with her journey into Natchez. This is not the only short story where and older women is portrayed as awkwardly weird or crazy. Miss Moore from “The Lesson” is portrayed this way as well.
Moore is also an elderly black women, she grew up in terrible part of New York City, she was once uneducated just like the narrator. Miss Moore is portrayed by the narrator as churchlike, always dressed casually. Miss Moore was also shown being hated by the kids for always ruining their fun and games. The author writes, “this lady moved on our block with nappy hair and proper speech and no makeup. And quite naturally we laughed at her, laughed the way we did at the junk man who went about his business like he was some big-time president and his sorry-ass horse his secretary. And we kinda hated her too, hated the way we did the winos who cluttered up our parks and pissed on our handball walls and stank up our hallways and stairs so you couldn't halfway play hide-and-seek without a goddamn gas mask. Miss Moore was her name” (Bambara 63). Some readers would consider Miss Moore as crazy for moving back to the “ghetto” where she grew up. Miss Moore was the only person who even tries to care about these kids. Miss Moore would do anything and everything for these kids and they do not even know it. The narrator makes it appear to the reader as if Miss...