As I first started reading Their Eyes Were Watching God by Zora Neale Hurston I was annoyed by the archaic language used by the characters, however I was intrigued by the main character Janie whose life was like so many other women of that time and so many still today. Women who have to hide who they really are and what they really want out of life.
Janie was a happy young soul forced to live an old soul’s life until she was an older woman. Then when least expected a wild, crazy, untamed love presented her with the chance to be her true self. Was it a gamble she was willing to take at her age? Would it pay off? Sometimes to have the life of your dreams you have to be willing to swim against the tide. You have to believe in wild crazy love and have a very young soul even when you might be too old for it.
Anne Moody takes us on a sad yet inspiring journey through her youth and college years in the scary world of African-Americans living in the South during the 1950’s and 60’s. It was heartbreaking to read some of it. It was beyond my realm of thought how people could do some of the things they did and still do to other human beings.
I admire the way Anne stayed on track working for something so meaningful to so many people. She gave up a lot for so many to gain so much. It was as if it was in her very bone marrow to work against the horrible effects of racism.
We have all heard of Rosa Parks but I doubt that many of us really understand how brave she was or what those times were really like. Now we can.
Coming Of Age In Mississippi has given me many thoughts to ponder as well as answered many questions that I had concerning that time period.