Hard Times the 30's. Richmond: Neil Kagan, 1969. N. pag. Print.
Sandler, Martin W. The Dust Bowl Through the Lens. New York: Walker & Company, 2009. N. pag. Print.
Monday, May 24, 2010
Sunday, May 23, 2010
3 Events that Best Highlights Al
"He's a-billygoatin' aroun' the country. Tom-cattin' hisself to death. Smart-aleck sixteen-year-older, an' his nuts is just a-eggin' him on. He don't think of nothin' but girls and engines. A plain smart aleck. Ain't been in nights for a week"(82).
My Pa's a thinkin' I goes out a every night a lookin' for girls, but I's jus wants ta settle down. Im bout thinkin' of the oppertunity in California. Findin' a good payin' job and a good woman ta settle down with, like I tol' Tom. But ah know that they 'preciate me fur mah car skills. I can fix 'er up reel good. Ah think that every boy in his life has this mindset. Ah bet pa met ma this way, so they can' scrutinize me.
"Tom and the preacher looked up the road. And randy Al, seeing he was being noticed, threw back his shoulders, and he came into the yard with a swaying strut like that of a rooster about to crow. Cockily, he walked close before he recognized Tom; and when he did, his boasting face changed, and admiration and veneration shone in his eyes, and his swagger fell away...could not build up to his brother's stature; for his brother had killed a man, and no one would ever forget it. Al knew that even he had inspired some admiration among boys in Sallisaw how he was pointed out: "That's Al Joad. His brother killed a fella with a shovel." And now Al, moving humbly near, saw that his brother was not a swaggerer as he had supposed...And instantly Al changed"(84-5).
When I seen my brother standing therr I knew I needid ta act strait. I look up ta him. He done killed a man an he still come out proper. While he was in jail I been tryin' ta take his place, but now that he back I can let my guard down. I can learn things from him. Plenty a things. Ah hope I can fill his shoes proper.
"Al explained, I don't know what made her go out. I give her plenty of oil. Al knew the blame was on him. He felt his failure"(166).
When I hear that rattlin' in the car I was a devasted. I jus knew it was that damned Con-rod bearing. I knew the fambly car was up ta me. I tried choosin' a car I'd thoughta woulda hold up for this here trip. My fambly's survivin' the journey depend on me. I feel like Ida let my fambly down. But thas alright cuz I knew I would be able to fix that ol' car up cuz my fambly depended on it. An' I filled 'er with plentee a oil an 'errthing.
My Pa's a thinkin' I goes out a every night a lookin' for girls, but I's jus wants ta settle down. Im bout thinkin' of the oppertunity in California. Findin' a good payin' job and a good woman ta settle down with, like I tol' Tom. But ah know that they 'preciate me fur mah car skills. I can fix 'er up reel good. Ah think that every boy in his life has this mindset. Ah bet pa met ma this way, so they can' scrutinize me.
"Tom and the preacher looked up the road. And randy Al, seeing he was being noticed, threw back his shoulders, and he came into the yard with a swaying strut like that of a rooster about to crow. Cockily, he walked close before he recognized Tom; and when he did, his boasting face changed, and admiration and veneration shone in his eyes, and his swagger fell away...could not build up to his brother's stature; for his brother had killed a man, and no one would ever forget it. Al knew that even he had inspired some admiration among boys in Sallisaw how he was pointed out: "That's Al Joad. His brother killed a fella with a shovel." And now Al, moving humbly near, saw that his brother was not a swaggerer as he had supposed...And instantly Al changed"(84-5).
When I seen my brother standing therr I knew I needid ta act strait. I look up ta him. He done killed a man an he still come out proper. While he was in jail I been tryin' ta take his place, but now that he back I can let my guard down. I can learn things from him. Plenty a things. Ah hope I can fill his shoes proper.
"Al explained, I don't know what made her go out. I give her plenty of oil. Al knew the blame was on him. He felt his failure"(166).
When I hear that rattlin' in the car I was a devasted. I jus knew it was that damned Con-rod bearing. I knew the fambly car was up ta me. I tried choosin' a car I'd thoughta woulda hold up for this here trip. My fambly's survivin' the journey depend on me. I feel like Ida let my fambly down. But thas alright cuz I knew I would be able to fix that ol' car up cuz my fambly depended on it. An' I filled 'er with plentee a oil an 'errthing.
There's me
This stuff's everywhere! Blankets and bags. There ain't no breathin' room in this damn car! And the kids won't quiet down neither! Jesus whadda long road! Let's hope I can get some women outta this ordeal! California... I bet it's the land o women an' oppurtunity! First let's get through this here long trail. Route 66. If it weren't for these rest stops, I'd be done fur shure! People're plenty strange though, urgin' us two move forward'n all. I have a strange feelin' that they don't want us. I bet California'll solve all our problems.
Keepsake
Jeezus! Look at that beauty! I found this ol' thing in one of them magazines. Everythin' about this picture seems perfect! I bet if I had a beauty like that, I could have any girl in the world! But look at tha piece of junk outside! I wish this here car would replace that one in a heartbeat! Ive always dreamed of this. Maybe in California, I could work mah way up to this! It would be great! Nobody would hound me on keepin' our car all fixed up. I'd probably do it anyway though... I would add mah own accents to this beauty, and take it for a spin err'day! Jeez. Let's get to California first!
Car Broke Down...
Of course this heap of trash would break down! We couddin fit anymore fellas on this thing. Hell! Even an extra feather would cause a total breakdown! I let the fambly down! I thought I fixed 'er up reel good. Tom said it was drier'n a bitch monkey! Sometimes even I make mistakes on cars! Ma says it wasin mah fault. Still, I don't like it. I hope Tom doezzn look down on me or nuthin. An honest mistake I tell ya! Gosh! Tom and Casy plannin' to stay behin!? Ma' won't like this one bit, no siree. She kept yappin' about Tom when he was rottin' in the clink. Don't blame 'er though. Sheesh, this is turnin' out to be quite-a pain.
The Road West
Well here it is. Ch-rist, what a load back there! Wow. I ne'er knew how much gunk we had in our house back there. Not to mention ma and pa and dem. One good flat tire, or one hitch, and all us gonna be done for. Let's just hope I can steer this thing right. This car's a beauty in it's own right. Carryin' this heavy load without complainin' much. Hell! I bet this whole travelin' West ordeal ain't gonna be too hard!
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