Monday, June 11, 2012

I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings, I Also Know What The Title Means Now


I know why the caged bird sings, and frankly I think it's amazing that she still can. She has gone through so much growing up, including being raped at the age of 8 (9 maybe?), multiple moves from grandmother to mother to grandmother to mother to father to homeless to mother (all before the age of 18), and a lifetime of adventures that I know will not be lived by myself. Yeah, "she" doesn't sound like a literal bird anymore. "She" is actually a real African American girl/woman living from 1938 to present time named Maya Angelou and she has dealt with quite a lot of troubles. It doesn't explain or give all the details, but at the very tender age of 4 she left her parents her brother via train to go live with her grandmother ("Momma") in Stamps, Arkansas. Her life here during this time may have been the easiest she's ever had it. Whilst here, she realizes how "different" "whites" and "blacks" are. She sees her mother take the abuse from the white children and be subjected to the humiliation of having them taunt her, and calling her by her first name and having her call them Mrs. and Mr. When she is a little older (8 or 9) her and her brother (whom both share a very close bond) are picked up by their dad of whom they know nothing about. This might be the first time Maya (the girl) imagines a crisis. Her father is so perfect and him and Bailey seem to be able to talk to each other so easily that Maya begins to suspect that she is adopted. Not that big of a conflict, but it is her first.

Her father drops them off at their mom's (real) and they learn that their parents are divorced. She goes through many adventures and horrors, such as being raped by her mothers boyfriend, having to deal with the fact that he was murdered because she spoke, being called horrible words due to her skin color, being refused much needed treatment because of her skin color, crashing her father's car in Mexico, getting assaulted by her dad's girlfriend, losing her brother (left for a job), having to live in a junkyard, false belief of her sexuality (she thought she might have been lesbian [?]), dealing with her changing body, and becoming pregnant at an early age (16). Despite all this, after each event she always manages to smile and keep going (some took longer time to recover then others however).

The last event was the pregnancy, which contained the most beautiful quote and scene throughout the book. I'll lead up to it (generally, not specifically due to the fact that I do not feel entirely comfortable speaking about it): Due to her influence about a lesbian novel Maya had recently read, she believed she was lesbian and her body was mutated and misshapen. She talks to her mom shyly and is rejoiced to hear that her body is perfectly normal. Unfortunately, due to the fact that while her fried was undressing at a sleepover and she thought that her friend looked beautiful, she began thinking again that she was lesbian. She decided to prove to herself that she wasn't with the first thing that popped into her head, unprotected casual sex with a stranger (totally the first thing to pop into my head as well, mhmm, yep). She did (luckily didn't get a disease) and a couple of months later realized she was preggers. It took more then half a year for her to tell her mom, and when she did her mom was not ashamed at all. Maya gave birth, and for some reason she was scared she might hurt her baby boy. She loved him unconditionally, but she was scared she might do something accidentally. After the third week of the child’s life, Maya’s mom forced Maya to sleep with the child in the same bed. She did and when her mom came to wake her and show her that she had unconsciously rapped her arms protectively around her baby whilst sleeping. Her mom then said to her: "See, you don't have to think about doing the right thing. If you're for the right thing, then you do it without thinking." [Chapter 36, pg. 281]

This book is I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings by Maya Angelou.

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