Especially the shrill tone she gets when he pushes his sister, or when he used to get hurt playing with the neighborhood boys. They used to play in the street until he would trip over the ball or roughhouse with the others and his mother would come out. They all scattered to leave him with the screaming woman. His mother’s voice cut through his thoughts like butter. “Harry,” she said, her voice coming out in hiss, “how on Earth-” “You have to keep calm,”
Both of his parents were completely permissive, and it showed the moment they walked through the door. The boy approached me and began shoving his toys onto the board of where I keep track of tables before his parents were even through the door. I politely asked him
Speaking up is a very situational there are times where speaking up alters the outcome for the better and other times where you’ve made it worse by not being silent. I had seen it happen before my eyes, a 7th grader getting bullied by an 8th grader. One of the 7th grader's friends had run and told a teacher the next day the 8th grader wasn’t there but, when he came back the bullying was worse than before. Now, this isn’t for all situations but, sometimes turning away is the answer. After walking back from watching a movie with my friends a group of troublemakers had approached us asking “where are you from?” stunned by the question I had turned to my friends no even fazed walking the group of thief’s.
Everytime she was told to do something she would say hell, and everyone would then scream watch your mouth, which was a small laugh I enjoyed. She was a bit morbid at times, but I think that is how most children are because they have not yet learned to filter what they say yet. For instance, when she just randomly asked what a skin flap was, and everyone was beating around the bush, because they did not want to have to explain what everything really was to a child. Or when she wanted to to the story of ghosts before bed. I also enjoyed when she was on the bus and the man tried to rip her chain off, and she bit the man.
'". Instead of letting the children finally stay in the house, the step mother is still stubborn to throw them away and not acting like a mother should have acted. Even the father tries to change her mind, " 'It would be better for you to share the last mouthful with your children. '". But, it is no use, she does not listen to what he wants.
The speaker constantly repeats the word “Mom” after every statement she makes to emphasize her frustration and cynical opinions about a mom who abandons her own son. “I’m unhappy with you, Mom. / You’re not my mom, but I’m calling you Mom / now that I’m his mom, Mom. Your son can’t / say what he thinks because you didn’t teach / him how to articulate himself, Mom.” (20-24). Repeating the word constantly reminds the person she is talking to is a mom, which conveys the idea that her identity to the orphaned boy will remain the same.