Eudora Welty: A Fictional Narrative

While playing checkers with the purebred girls, Claudette realized that the girls were going easy on the wolf-girls. The girls must also know. The girls must learn how to do the Sausalito in order to impress there brother that were separated by them when they first came to St. Lucy's. Claudette wanted to show her brothers how much she has improved to her brothers so Claudette began to practice on her own at night. One night, Claudette saw that Jeanette was crying looking at a book, Claudette came closer to see why she was crying and Jeanette showed her book to Claudette were as Claudette ,in her head , "The lake lapped up the cold reflection of the sky", whereas Claudette claimed that she and Jeanette were the only ones who were able to read and

Eudora Welty’s sheltered, adolescent life, coupled with her parent’s emphasis on education and reading, helped to shape her as the writer she was by making her stylistic approaches daring and intelligent while keeping a southern tone and state of mind.

Character is an imaginative person who plays role in a story. (Kennedy, 1983 in Koesnosoebro, 1988). The role of character is very important. Every story must have its own character, as their function are to play the role in a story. Sometimes, it is easy to interpret how the character is. However, most of the time, it is quite difficult to know about the characteristic of them and readers have to analyses more how the character really is. The characters are not fully revealed at the beginning in order to make the readers curious about them.

Eudora Welty was born in 1909, in Jackson, Mississippi, grew up in a prosperous home with her two younger brothers. Her parent was an Ohio-born insurance man and a strong-minded West Virginian schoolteacher, who settled in Jackson in 1904 after their marriage. Eudora’s school life began attending a white-only school. As born and brought up under strict supervision and influence, at the age of sixteen she somehow convinced her parents to attend college far enough from home, to Columbus, Mississippi and then to Madison, Wisconsin. After graduation in 1930, she moved to New York to attend Columbia Business School. While living in New York, Harlem Jazz theatre occupied her more than her class did. She returned to Jackson in 1931 following her

The nostalgic tone Welty uses to list the books she has read causes the reader to associate books with a kind of warm comfort by her use of phrases such as "she'd read to me...when we were in her rocker together" and "in the diningroom on winter afternoons in front of the coal fire". The length of the lists also allows the reader to grasp the fact that Welty has been able to enjoy an enormous amount of books on various subjects, including "fairy tales-Grimm, Anderson...Robin Hood...a whack of Pilgrim's Progress and a long piece of Gulliver" and "the Columbia Encyclopedia, Compton's Pictured Encyclopedia, the Lincoln Library of Information, and later the Book of Knowledge". Furthermore, the lists give the reader the impression that there are

Welty discusses her practice of writer’s voice, for it is the same as a reader’s voice. She describes it as not the reader’s voice but an inward human voice. Welty believes it is the voice of the story or poem; this “reader-voice” climbs out of the book and into the reader’s mind to express an author’s story. A great story requires a great reader-voice; this voice must reach a wide audience. It must communicate a work so that any and all readers are absorbed into the universe the writer produces. Welty has faith that this voice can generate wonderful worlds; when Welty writes, she trusts this voice to encourage her to convey her imagination into a book. Writer’s voice portrays the author’s ideas and thoughts, but it must also require the truth.

Tessie Hutchinson was in the center of a cleared space by now, and she held her hands out desperately as the villagers moved in on her. “It isn’t fair,” she said. A stone hit her on the side of the head. Old Man Warner was saying, “Come on, come on, everyone, let’s start the ritual.” Tessie’s one side of the head was bleeding and it was dripping on the rocks next to her feet.

The whole village was constantly under threat from the invading army and the Leader, therefore the village was restricted by the conflict zones. The mayor believed that if Tata was to give the Leader a gift, it would make him less angry about the death of his friend and stop being as harsh to the village as he was. Tata was not free in this choice, he had to give a gift ‘They opened up the lions’ cage’. This decision did chane the way the leader thought of the village so they were back to being restrained. Alice was also not free, she had to leave her village and hide from the army with some resistance fighters from around her country, they all had a limit of where they could go or else they would get

I loathed my thick glasses compared to his perfect eyesight, so I ate carrots every day for months hoping to correct my vision. I hated how much shorter I was than he, so I constantly stretched in an effort to make myself taller. Even though I loved Star Wars and Legos, I pretended they were lame because he thought so. Instead of admiring the gadgets and gizmos that Jimmy Neutron created, I let him pick the channel, and pretended to enjoy watching the Suite Life of Zack and Cody. My brother Drew and I are fraternal twins; but, growing up, I didn’t feel like a twin at all.

On days like this, the village seemed lively, not downtrodden and steeped in fear of the king and his consequences. Those who were not at the meeting bustled about, caring for animals and tending to the crop fields. Children ran about, fetching things for the adults in between their games. Many were barefoot. Fiyeira’s own boots were dusty, but she had little desire to clean them before entering the forest. The brown leather reached her knees, and she had spend good money on making sure that they fit her feet. Her jodhpurs had splashes of mud on the dark material and her cream shirt seemed like it would fit a pirate rather than a

Events such as marriage were shared and talked about and doing things as an individual wasnot common, like Martin originally leaving the village. Another example is that when the travelers came into town they were not seen as trustworthy even though they claimed that the person they called Martin was Arnaud. became suspicious not only of the strangers but also Arnaud.

The story I chose to analyze is “Why I Live at the P.O.” by Eudora Welty. The author, Eudora Wetly, is originally from Mississippi from a prosperous family, she was born in 1909 and passed away in 2001.During her early days she worked at small places involved with writing until she launched her literary career. ‘Why I Live at the P.O’ is about sibling rivalry and favoritism among family. My thesis states that this story shows a good example of favoritism among families and good insight from the outcast.

When everyone came into the castle, the gates were closed and everyone started to talk to other villagers. The weather started to get rainy. Every villager sat at their table assigned by Duffy.

An oversized sweater melted her upper body into a jumble, helping her to not worry about any small clothing exposing parts of her body, generally paired with jeans. Plain and simple, how she liked it. After looking out the windows, she walked towards one of them to peer a bit farther out. It was still a little dark out, as the sky had become a pastel indigo, but sadly not enough to justify her going back to bed. Naomi meandered back to her bed, and slouched over. Her hair obstructed her view of it, but she decided for the hours until school she would just lie and stare at her dresser. Studying the intricate carvings gave her peace of mind, and soothed her

All my comrades laughed at her, because Miss Julie said she came from a village. Miss Julie did not care that her students were laughing and she kept smiling. Even though she was smiling, her heart was not happy. I tried to make my friends be silent but they wouldn’t be quiet. Miss Julie was patient. She excused herself and left for the office.