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That Puta Thing That Just Doesn T Go Away Analysis
Throughout my life, I’ve experienced privilege and disenfranchisement. This was when I never experienced living in a bad neighborhood. I grew up in a small country town and never experienced living in an inner city. A friend that I met in college grew up not in such as great area. She and her family struggled financially to help put food on the table and money for education. She came from a family where nobody went to college. She will be the first have a higher education. I felt happy for her. I tried putting her story into my shoes. I can understand partly, but not completely. I understand her daily hardships, but I cannot truly feel/experience her life or what it was truly like in her situation. The only way for me to fully understand her …show more content…
This is clear throughout the entire piece. In particular, Souza does this when she tries to hide or feelings of sexuality in the first section That Puta Thing That Just Doesn't Go Away. She discusses her disinterest in sex and male presence: “The lack of male presence at home left me open to whatever assaults and attacks men deemed appropriate for someone of my station. It doesn’t matter that I wasn’t even interested in sex with men, that I didn’t have a boyfriend, and that I was not actively pursuing a man” (Souza, Pg. 153). This following excerpt displays her hiding true feelings of herself and personal choices. She essentially is labeled/called a man’s object and forced into relationships with men. In this case, there’s covered identity through a negative label. She isn’t able to express her true feelings without being identified as being something she is not. As a result, the author’s laughter is a result of happiness. This is because it allows her to look back at people’s misconceptions about her and realizing that they are dead wrong. In addition, it keeps her mind off social stigmas of her race as well as gender. Laughter, in general, relieves stress. Based on personal experience, I usually laugh when someone doesn't believe in me. It keeps me confident and allows me to make something negative seem positive. In conclusion, without laughter, we aren't able to collect ourselves psychologically

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