It was a special kind of ice. It kept melting, sending trickles of ice water all up and down my veins, but it never got less.
Sometimes it hardened and seemed to expand until I felt my guts were going to come
spilling out or that I was going to choke or scream. This would always be at a moment when I
was remembering some specific thing Sonny had once said or done.
I found this description his feelings to be important because the way that he describes his feelings are incredibly similar to the sensations that a heroin addict might experience. This correlates because he relates these to Sonny was an actual user of heroin.
And he'd always been a good boy, he hadn't ever turned hard or
evil or disrespectful, the way kids can, so quick, so quick, especially in Harlem
His feelings towards his brothers behavior represent what he may have feared growing up in a community of the same bad habits being acquired by what seems like masses of inner city kids.
was sure that the first time Sonny had ever had horse, he couldn't have been much older
than these boys were now.
“Horse”, a nickname referring to heroin because the effects it has on the body of the user, it kicks equines into hyper drive where as their normal functions are to calm and lull the body.
These boys, now, were living as we'd been living then, they were
growing up with a rush and their heads bumped abruptly against the low ceiling of their
actual possibilities.
In this line the author conveys a generational hold on the community, it can almost be described as sad imagery, he describes them being raised, rushed through their childhood into adulthood where they would only be stuck because now that they have grown up so uninformed of their purpose. They are now limited in their potential
All they really knew were two darknesses, the
darkness of their lives, which was now closing in on them, and the darkness of the movies,
which had blinded them to that other darkness, and in which they now, vindictively,
dreamed, at once more together than they were at any other time, and more alone.
In this excerpt its conveyed that in this in area with this body, there were no positive outcomes, it was a decision in which they chose the lesser of two evils the first being the realism of their sorrow whether they saw it or not and the second being the stereotype that the author describes as the lesser evil, perhaps the most dangerous one because it has more of an effect.
Sometimes it hardened and seemed to expand until I felt my guts were going to come
spilling out or that I was going to choke or scream. This would always be at a moment when I
was remembering some specific thing Sonny had once said or done.
I found this description his feelings to be important because the way that he describes his feelings are incredibly similar to the sensations that a heroin addict might experience. This correlates because he relates these to Sonny was an actual user of heroin.
And he'd always been a good boy, he hadn't ever turned hard or
evil or disrespectful, the way kids can, so quick, so quick, especially in Harlem
His feelings towards his brothers behavior represent what he may have feared growing up in a community of the same bad habits being acquired by what seems like masses of inner city kids.
was sure that the first time Sonny had ever had horse, he couldn't have been much older
than these boys were now.
“Horse”, a nickname referring to heroin because the effects it has on the body of the user, it kicks equines into hyper drive where as their normal functions are to calm and lull the body.
These boys, now, were living as we'd been living then, they were
growing up with a rush and their heads bumped abruptly against the low ceiling of their
actual possibilities.
In this line the author conveys a generational hold on the community, it can almost be described as sad imagery, he describes them being raised, rushed through their childhood into adulthood where they would only be stuck because now that they have grown up so uninformed of their purpose. They are now limited in their potential
All they really knew were two darknesses, the
darkness of their lives, which was now closing in on them, and the darkness of the movies,
which had blinded them to that other darkness, and in which they now, vindictively,
dreamed, at once more together than they were at any other time, and more alone.
In this excerpt its conveyed that in this in area with this body, there were no positive outcomes, it was a decision in which they chose the lesser of two evils the first being the realism of their sorrow whether they saw it or not and the second being the stereotype that the author describes as the lesser evil, perhaps the most dangerous one because it has more of an effect.
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