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I need help on my "response to literature" essay:

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On Christmas Eve Amy’s mother invited the minister’s family over and made her feel un-American. She was especially embarrassed because she was in love with the minister’s son. In the story “Fish Cheeks,†Amy Tan experienced many events that made her feel different and uncomfortable, but she learned a valuable lesson from her experiences.

Amy was embarrassed of the strange food her mother made for the dinner. Everyone else would eat turkey and potatoes, but she ate fish, tofu, fungus, prawns, and squid. None of these foods were eaten by anyone else she knew that was “American.â€

Amy’s relatives’ table manners made her feel very uncomfortable. “My relatives licked the end of their chopsticks and reached across the table, dipping them into the dozen or so plate of food. Robert and his family waited patiently for the platters to be passed to them.†At the end of dinner Amy’s father burped loudly, which was very impolite to Robert and his family. Amy was “stunned into silence for the rest of the night.â€

Later on Amy’s mother gave her a beige miniskirt, which was very popular at the time. Her mom told her that she should be proud that she was different. She can fit on, but she shouldn’t ignore her culture. Amy disagreed but learned her mom was right years later.

Amy Tan felt different in the story “Fish Cheeks.†When her mom invites an “American†family over for Christmas Eve dinner, it amplifies her feelings.

I'm supossed to write about about Amy Tan's feelings.

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I fell in love with the minister's son the winter I turned fourteen. He was not Chinese, but as white as Mary in the manger. For
Christmas I prayed for this blond-haired boy, Robert, and a slim new American nose.

When I found out that my parents had invited the minister's family.Over for Christmas Eve dinner, I cried. What would Robert think
of our shabby Chinese Christmas? What would he think of our noisy Chinese relatives who lacked proper American manners? What terrible disappointment would he feel upon seeing not a roasted turkey and sweet potatoes but Chinese food?

On Christmas Eve I saw that my mother had outdone herself in creating a strange menu. She was pulling black veins out of the
backs of fleshy prawns. The kitchen was littered with appalling mounds of raw food: A slimy rock cod with bulging fish eyes that pleaded not to be thrown into a pan of hot oil. Tofu, which looked like stacked wedges of rubber white sponges. A bowl soaking dried fungus hack to life. A plate of squid, their backs crisscrossed with knife markings so they resembled bicycle tires.

And then they arrived-the minister's family and all my relatives in a clamor of doorbells and rumpled Christmas packages. Robert grunted hello, and I pretended he was not worthy of existence.
Dinner threw me deeper into despair. My relatives licked the ends of their chopsticks and reached across the table, dipping them into the dozen or so plates of food Rohert and his family waited pa*tiently for platters to be passed to them. My relatives murmured with pleasure when my mother brought out the whole steamed fish. Robert grimaced. Then my father poked his chopsticks just below the fish eye and plucked out the soft meat "Amy, your fa*vorite," he said, offering me the tender fish cheek I wanted to disappear.

At the end of the meal my father leaned back and belched loudly, thanking my mother for her fine cooking "It's a polite Chinese custom to show you are satisfied," explained my father to our astonished guests Rohert was look*ing down at his plate with a reddened face
The minister managed to muster up a quiet burp. I wa' stunned into silentice for the rest of the night.

After everyone had gone, my mother said to me, "You want to be the same as American girls on the outside" She handed me an early gift. It was a miniskirt in heige tweed. "But inside you must always be Chinese You must he proud you are different. Your only shame is to have shame"
And even though I didn't agree with her then, I knew that she understood how much I had suffered during the evening's dinner It wasn't until many years later-long after I had gotten over my crush on Robert-that I was able to fully appreciate her lesson and the true purpose behind our panicular menu. For Christmas Eve that year, she had chosen all my favorite foods

 

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Originally Posted by bentrinh

I need help on my "response to literature" essay:

I'm supossed to write about about Amy Tan's feelings.

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I read that in my 8th Grade English class. Amy Tan is a great writer. Anyway. She loves her family with her whole heart, and she loves her heritage, but she wants to become more amrican to fit in with the people around her. She feels as if she s forcing her family away however, and it makes her even more uncomfprtable than she is about not being a complete american.
 
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