The Dark Side Of The Black Eyes

Women. When hearing that word alone, you think of weakness, their insignificance, and how lowly they are viewed in society. Females can be seen as unworthy or nothing without a man if they are not advocating them and are constantly being treated differently from men. However, in the book, “The Bluest Eye” by Toni Morrison, they live up to their reputations for how they view themselves. Specifically, being focused on women like Pecola, and Claudia. They are often questioning their worth from society’s judgement of beauty. Though one character, Frieda embraces it despite being black. With having everything temporary, the desire of grasping and having something permanent increases. The women desires to be of

The novel The Bluest Eye by Toni Morrison presents the certain type of beauty admired by the main character in this fictional story, which seems to be the main content of the novel. The first thing that the people judge is the physical appearance, no matter from which part of the world anyone comes from. The stereotype of defining a beauty in a certain way still prevails in our society. On the other hand, human beings being a social animal, cannot remain secluded from the society. They shape themselves into the societal beliefs, values, trend, culture etc. of the society. Especially, the ones who do not have the tendency or ability to contend are easily influenced. Likewise, the main character, the young black girl self-loathes up to the point

The room was musty and dimly lit. A heavy curtain was drawn across the only window, allowing only a slight and pathetic slant of balmy sunlight to slip in. Faintly, the air tasted of dog urine and stray fur—a fusty undertone hovering beneath ghostly.

For days he stayed there, curled up by the wall. The sun would rise, somewhere, illumine the mouth of his pitiful den, grace the cold rock in front of him with a soft blue sheen, and set again, immersing his life in empty darkness. One day, two, three, he stopped counting, buried his mind in the chambers of his soul where a soft dim warmth still glowed. Waves of grief passed through, turned him over in riptides of hungriest despair, roaring death pounded nightly at his door, and then, hearing no answer, tore away again, letting warm comfort envelop him and soothe his damaged

His head began ringing from the sound, his body tensed up and warm tears began to drop from his face. Soon after, he fell unconsciousness and escaped the sounds that haunted him. He felt something warm brush his hand and a whisper in his ear.” Stay... strong... my darling” and his body suddenly felt calm. The warmness drifted away from his hand and He regained consciousness. He found himself still suffering from the shrieks of the fallen. He eyes opened wide, set up, leaned against his sister’s bed and sighed. He pulled his legs to his chest and wrapped his arms around his leg waiting for the screams to stop. In that moment, area fell into a loud silence.

As he stomped down the hall dressed in all black, I timidly stepped to the other side of the hallway with my head down avoiding any type of interaction. When the sounds of boots and chains faded away, I was overwhelmed with relief. Nothing had calmed me more than this instant; nothing had been more soothing than the sound of pure nothingness. The fear that came over me was like being trapped in a small room with no way out. I felt helpless, defenseless, like something was going to happen to me in that hallway with the boy dressed in black.

I walked by the garden where I usually took my nap. Everything was green this time of year, and the pond in the middle had bugs and things sitting around it. Perhaps a midday snack would help me sleep. I took one single step and suddenly there was a flash, dust sprayed in my face, and I heard a laugh. When the dust settled a young hare stood in front of me. He leaned over me, when he was done laughing, and grinned. “Hello, old one!” He mocked.

Blowing dirt stung his unusual blue-gray eyes causing them to weep muddy tears. The smell of death lay thick in the air. His stomach lurched, and the foul taste of vomit flooded his mouth. He forced himself to swallow the urge to empty his stomach. His heart clenched in fear as, in the distance, he spotted a large white hump. It lay in the shimmering waves of heat and from here the scent arose.

In Toni Morrison’s novel, “The Bluest Eye”, a character named Pecola Breedlove had always been wishing to have blue eyes, because it was considered as pretty in the novel’s world. Also, a lighter skins African American, Maureen Peal, bullied the Pecola, who have darker skin, because Maureen Peal thinks herself is cute while Pecola is ugly. Similarly, Pecola always thought of herself in a negative way, in which, she calls herself ugly. On the other hand, Maureen Peal, think highly of herself, because she came from a wealthier family and more people like her. Furthermore, Pecola did not have an easy life due to all those hardships that she had to come across through her life. Morrison’s novel shows a contrast between the White Anglo-Saxon Protestant world and the world the characters of the novel live in by showing us how the characters in the novel are not living a good life and they get treated differently because of their skin color, and they are in a lower class than the others. Also, the kids are being neglected by their parents and there are child molestation in the family. I think today’s world is slowing changing but still has some similar divisions, because there is still racism out there. However, people are starting to stand up for themselves and appreciate their own culture and ethnicity more in today’s world.

As the evening fell, the dark blue night rose up across the sky. I laid under the stars in my back yard, as I do every night with my dog Mabel. Mabel was approaching her old ages but she was a great listener. Usually I tell her about my day or fairy tales, tonight I told her about my mom. My mother passed away in a car accident when I was only a baby, she was the most loving person I knew and I miss her everyday, and sometimes it helps to talk about her. As I lay talking curled up next to mabel I could feel my eyes getting heavier and heavier as the warm summer breeze brushed past my face.

Chapter 9: There is a darker side to Norton according to John. This chapter shows the true persona of Norton, and John also speaks of more emotional issues that are ongoing in his life. The “Dear Alice” article was put into their book because it reminds him of what Norton was before he became a monster and a criminal. Norton also interrogates John and wonders why they visit the Pigman and wants to rob him and sell whatever he owns. John isn’t happy with what Norton is doing, so he threatens and teases him up to the point where he stops with his threats. John says he has been in his brothers showdown his entire life, his family doesn’t tolerate him, his family doesn’t treat him as he should, he also clams he likes the Pigman because the Pigman is the one who fills the void of a loving parent and treats John with kindness and respect unlike his parents, and John lastly states he would kill Norton if he did anything to Mr. Pignati because Mr. Pignati is a very important person in his life who he loves.

Simon was in his tent mumbling to himself about how much of a his friend Thomas was hiding in the RV because it was “to cold” and Garry, who was just a disappointment running home when they told him to do some work. When he heard it, a sound no camper wants to hear, fur brushing against a tree. The sound of a large animal. He heard the sound of twigs snapping and crackling leaves getting louder and louder. But worst of all even worse then the sound was the horrific smell. The smell of decay, the smell of blood. As the sound got closer he started to hear a growl, then the other sounds stopped and he was alone with the mortifying smell and the low growl. He opened his eyes, the dim moon gave little light through the trees, all he needed to make

I am the father of a 7th grader attending Chelan Middle School. I am writing to you about the book The Bluest Eyes, written by: Toni Morrison I am grossed out from this book by the content this book, with all respect I ask for this book to be removed from the Chelan School District.

Toni Morrison, a prolific American author, has created numerous memorable characters in the 116 books she has written. Most of her characters within her novels are known for their epic themes, vivid dialogue and richly detailed African-American characters. Morrison continued to explore the African-American experience in its many forms and eras in her work.

The highlight of my weekend was getting a black eye. I was playing basketball with some of my neighbors. While on defense my neighbor and I bumped heads but I got the worst end of it. My eye became swollen and I learned black eyes are very annoying. It is now Saturday and my area around my eye is still changing