Sandra Cisneros '' Eleven'

Eleven
A harsh and realistic tale telling of one of the cruelest realities of life. That's what Sandra Cisneros’ “Eleven” is. To see life from the eyes of an eleven year old, even though it's not a true child's perspective, is a unique opportunity, especially when the child knows how to properly express one's feelings in words. Cisneros expresses one of the key feelings that we share as human beings, that we are never smart, mature, or experienced enough to do what we need to do, like we are never good enough. This story also makes me wonder about the meaning of birthdays, why do we record how old we are when most of the time we dread getting older? Also, the author constantly hammers out numbers,”eleven, ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five,
With the resolute, audacious, and gallant way Halliday wrote this story, one can only assume that this be a direct extension of his character, for its hard to believe one could have such a lightened and overjoyed mood as this on just a single occasion. But even more amazing than this great attitude is how utterly last the tears it down with only a few lines of text. The way Halliday wrote this short story, some might think it a means to show how terribly fragile happiness can be and it is, but this story is a warning. This is a warning that hard times are just around the corner, waiting to take your bold and brash happiness and tear it up in front of you if you're willing to let it. Although I admire the young man's attitude in the first paragraph, I'm afraid that I don't share the same attitude as the young
The thought that even the most innocent of creatures can be so terribly scared attest to the cruelty and desperate struggle we humans battle through in our seemingly hopeless endeavor for survival and the protection of our fragile offspring. We strive and aim and do everything in our limited power to protect those fragile offspring that we bring into this world yet this struggle can