Chapter Notes On ' The Dark Blue Hair Like Mine '

The poem, “Black Hair,” by Gary Soto describes a childhood of a boy looking back on how he compared himself to his favorite baseball player’s. The speaker gives many rich images stating how the boy compares himself to the baseball players. The three vivid images that prodded out at me were, “I came here because I was Mexican” this is him comparing himself to a dark skin baseball player, “At eight I was brilliant with my body”, and “Growing sweaty in the presence of white shirts”.

"Don't worry. Everything will be fine." I assured her as a bend to whisper in her ear. I pray my words of comfort are correct.

In the essay, “Black Hair” by Gary Soto explains how poverty connects with “what is poverty” by Jo Godwin Parker and “Only daughter” by Sandra Cisneros. Sandra experiences loneliness when she feels left out by her brothers because she is a girl, when Soto decides to leave his home because he could no longer take his step fathers screams and for Jo Godwin they are abandoned by her husband with three children. Gary was hopeless when his co worker didn’t make it as an artist after not being able to make the chart. Sandra had lost hope that her father wouldn't accept her as a writer as in for Jo she was hopeless that she would never get out of the black hole. They experience illness when Sandra’s father gets a stroke and has to recover,

In the passage “Hairs,” by Sandra Cisneros, the author uses a childlike style to create the effect of comfort. In other words, the author is describing her family’s hair differences and her personal experiences with her mother’s hair in a very playful and childlike way. The author uses sentence length and structure to convey unorganized thoughts. This allows the author to speak on her family’s hair, specifically her mother’s, with the reader interpreting it as her pure thoughts. It’s a very uneducated and erroneous grammar structure, such as the use of run-on sentences. The reader is then invoked with a sense of playfulness and unseriousness. The author also uses word choice in her style to help convey the effect. Words like “little candy circles,”

“It is going to be okay, we will get through this as a family.” Mom said, softly.

“It’s okay, everything will be just fine,” My tears started to dry and a little smile came. Embry hugged me and pulled me to my feet.

I didn’t say a single word, I just turned on my heel and walked away. I knew my brother’s decision would tear our family apart, but I had no control over that. I did not want to tell my father of his own son’s betrayal, but I felt that I had no

Out of nowhere someone came behind me and squeezed me and picked me up. It was my brother. Me and my brother have a really great bond. He isn't like every older mean brother. He watches out for me and i love him so much. He’s like a best friend but even better. BUB! I hugged him. He let me down and hugged my mother. “Where is your father” asked mom. John looked at her and his face went pale.”He didn’t make it” he said.

"BloodDemon?" I looked back at a young tom, ShadowCore, he was the Beta Male of the Tribe, strong and handsome, he should make a good alpha in the future, "Yes?" I called back to him, and stopped the rest of the tribe stopped as well and started to chat with eachother

I climbed our stairs around midnight, carefully and quietly. I knew Ben had already been asleep for a while and I didn 't want to wake him up. I had just fed Brode and needed to get him all swaddled up before laying him down to sleep. As I placed my sweet son on the bed, wide-eyed and with a crooked smile, I starred at him and began to weep.

Tears trickle down my cheeks as I try to convey today’s horrors. I was shaken up with what had occurred I couldn’t I am no longer with Derek as he has been moved to another home. I had never imagined in my wildest dreams that I and brother would be separated. For I may never see him again!

It was during the blistering summer days when I packed my luggages and arrived at the steps of my new house. I felt scared, scared of what the future has in hold for me. Standing there, frozen with fear, I recalled the memories I had tried to leave behind. Tear was brought upon my eyes, as it slowly trickles down my face. Yet, it disappeared in a flash when I saw the smiles of nearby strangers passing by. My heart was melted by their kindness of offering me tissues. It’s the simplest things in life that make me happy.

I collapse into my sisters arms. The news of my husband's death is too much for me to handle and I weep with a sudden wild abandonment. I had always warned Brently to be careful when he was working and I suppose the railroad disaster was no one's fault at all. Still I feel empty inside, but not in the way in which I had been mourning. With grief still weighing heavily upon me, I wanted to be alone. The upstairs bedroom is where I open the window and begin to think deeply. The warm spring air that enters the room gives me a renewed sense of freedom. The exhaustion that had haunted my body seemed to dissipate with each breath of air. My heart was racing as I came to the realization that I was finally free! Free from the control of my husband

A tear fell from my cheek and struck his chin. Another tear slipped out of his eye and trailed down to the pillow. He looked at me with an intensity that finally told her that yes, this was the boy she knew as her friend; maybe more and I wrapped myself around him, tears flowing freely.

“Thank…thank you,” I said in a wobbly voice, “I hope that I can deal with it.”