I can relate to Angelou even though it is on a much smaller scale. Growing up my Hispanic, low class family did not have much. I had joined a rock climbing club at age six. I was surrounded my middle class white people who made fun of my scholarship. I was consistently belittled for being darker and poorer than all my peers. I went home to my mother crying when I had had enough and all she responded with was, “no hay mal que por cien años dure mijita”. While getting to the end of “Graduation” I thought about how my own mother had restored my joy in being Hispanic. Just as Henry Reed restored Maya Angelou’s by singing the
I can relate to Angelou even though it is on a much smaller scale. Growing up my Hispanic, low class family did not have much. I had joined a rock climbing club at age six. I was surrounded my middle class white people who made fun of my scholarship. I was consistently belittled for being darker and poorer than all my peers. I went home to my mother crying when I had had enough and all she responded with was, “no hay mal que por cien años dure mijita”. While getting to the end of “Graduation” I thought about how my own mother had restored my joy in being Hispanic. Just as Henry Reed restored Maya Angelou’s by singing the