Three shots that's all it took to correct a lifetime worth of character flaws and false identity. To think that clarity came from the most unlikely source only to have no chance to live with the new set of ideals are now treasured. In the short story “A Good Man Is Hard to Find,” the grandmother’s epiphany, or moment of revelation, is no other than the moment when she reaches out and touches the Misfit. Even though the Misfit and his fellow convicts have murdered all the other members of her family, the grandmother is now able to see a connection between herself and The Misfit. She then reaches out and touches him while saying,“Why, you’re one of my babies. You’re one of my own children!”
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Then silence. The old lady's head jerked around. She could hear the wind move through the treetops like a long satisfied insuck of breath. "Bailey Boy!" she called.” Nonetheless, she did not shed a tear for him or try to seek out revenge for his life, her main focus was the plea for her own life. The repetitive “You wouldn’t shoot a lady” becomes irritating for the reader. With this in mind, the reader is so disgusted in the end with the Grandmother’s personality they celebrate the actions of the Misfit, someone who should traditionally be the …show more content…
To elaborate, when discussing “better times” with Red Sammy Butts, the grandmother stated, “That in her opinion Europe was entire to blame for the way things were now.” This is one of many bias statements she makes throughout the course of the story. The statement proves she has a self-image of being a good woman who has no responsibility for any problems, either within her own family or in the world at large.
Moreover, she also struggled to see how she and a small black child they had passed along the side of the road on their trip to Florida were related at all. Suddenly, within moments of her death, she is able to see some real link between herself and The Misfit. Her entire existence was altered from that instance on, her impurities exposed. The delusion of perfectionism is shattered with the extension of a hand and the firing of three bullets.
Prior to her death, she is finally able to really put into practice the Christianity she prattles about elsewhere in the story. She attempted to pray and yet she was not able, "Pray, pray," the grandmother began, "pray, pray . . ." and yet no true prayer ever whispered from her lips. A righteous Christian she was not, in the truest sense, until right before her death. The extension of her hand was more than that of a plea not to shoot her at this time it was the grasp of The Misfit in love and compassion and
The grandmother’s relationship with her biological …show more content…
Then silence. The old lady's head jerked around. She could hear the wind move through the treetops like a long satisfied insuck of breath. "Bailey Boy!" she called.” Nonetheless, she did not shed a tear for him or try to seek out revenge for his life, her main focus was the plea for her own life. The repetitive “You wouldn’t shoot a lady” becomes irritating for the reader. With this in mind, the reader is so disgusted in the end with the Grandmother’s personality they celebrate the actions of the Misfit, someone who should traditionally be the …show more content…
To elaborate, when discussing “better times” with Red Sammy Butts, the grandmother stated, “That in her opinion Europe was entire to blame for the way things were now.” This is one of many bias statements she makes throughout the course of the story. The statement proves she has a self-image of being a good woman who has no responsibility for any problems, either within her own family or in the world at large.
Moreover, she also struggled to see how she and a small black child they had passed along the side of the road on their trip to Florida were related at all. Suddenly, within moments of her death, she is able to see some real link between herself and The Misfit. Her entire existence was altered from that instance on, her impurities exposed. The delusion of perfectionism is shattered with the extension of a hand and the firing of three bullets.
Prior to her death, she is finally able to really put into practice the Christianity she prattles about elsewhere in the story. She attempted to pray and yet she was not able, "Pray, pray," the grandmother began, "pray, pray . . ." and yet no true prayer ever whispered from her lips. A righteous Christian she was not, in the truest sense, until right before her death. The extension of her hand was more than that of a plea not to shoot her at this time it was the grasp of The Misfit in love and compassion and