We define ourselves by what we see in the mirror rather than what we know is on the inside. Walker underscores this theme with the story of how a beautiful childs world was turned upside down by a miniscule BB pellet.
Having two brothers, and being on both sides of the conflict, this is an overly familiar situation. The desert has its own moon Which I have seen There is no flag on it.
Still, deep inside her, the scare that her different eyes would make her little baby felt ashamed and she prepared herself for that. He does not know I consider that day the last time my father, with his sweet home remedy of cool lily leaves, chose me, and that I suffered and raged inside because of this.
At home that night I tell the unlucky ones all I can remember about the merry-go-round, the man who eats live chickens, and the teddy bears, until they say: that's enough, baby Alice. Now there appears a great distance between us.
The only time I see the friends I knew is when we go back to our old church. How to cite this page Choose cite format:.
She was no longer the prettiest and the cutest girl.