Niya
Williams
March 10, 2015
Poems essay
“Those winter Sundays”- Robert Hayden
“My papa’s Waltz”- Theodore Roethke
Most parents’ work very hard to make sure they keep you secure and healthy. In “those winter Sundays” by Robert Hayden and “My Papa’s Waltz” by Theodore Roethke, we see two different perspectives, from two different boys on their fathers. We see how they really feel about their fathers. We see how they feel, think, and act around their dads, but most importantly we see how the boys fathers treat them.
In “Those winter Sundays”, we watch a boy remember his father, and understand how much work he did, and how difficult it was fir him, but how his father always pulled through. On one stanza we hear the poet say “Sundays too my father got up too early and put his clothes on in the black blue cold. Then with cracked hands that ached from labor and the weekday weather, made banked fires blaze. No one ever thanked him”. We learn that even though the father did many things, in the harsh cold, and, and the bad weather. He never got a thank you. No one ever acknowledged what he did or take into account how much hard work he did to make sure his entre family had everything they needed.
Most parents are the people whom you rarely see if they tend to work a lot. In “my Papa’s Waltz” we hear of a young boy whose father comes home from really long shift. It isn’t very clear if the father is a little drunk from drinking slightly or just very clumsy, but we hear a young boys excitement from his father finally returning home from a long day at work. Four stanzas read, “The hand that held my wrist was battered on one knuckle; with every step you miss my right ear scrapes a buckle.” This shows how the father is a little doozy but still makes time to spend with his son that includes walking with him and having a good time. You can see the dad works very hard because the text talks about how his hand was battered on one knuckle from hard work and how his belt was kind of un loose and dangling scraping him as they walked up the stairs. This piece of text really shows how close the son is to his father walking close enough to him to actually feel his belt buckle scrape against him as he walks.
In conclusion we see that as kids we don’t know how much our parents really do for us until we have to do the same for our own. We never really understand how much effort they put in to make us happy and make sure we have everything we need and are ok.
March 10, 2015
Poems essay
“Those winter Sundays”- Robert Hayden
“My papa’s Waltz”- Theodore Roethke
Most parents’ work very hard to make sure they keep you secure and healthy. In “those winter Sundays” by Robert Hayden and “My Papa’s Waltz” by Theodore Roethke, we see two different perspectives, from two different boys on their fathers. We see how they really feel about their fathers. We see how they feel, think, and act around their dads, but most importantly we see how the boys fathers treat them.
In “Those winter Sundays”, we watch a boy remember his father, and understand how much work he did, and how difficult it was fir him, but how his father always pulled through. On one stanza we hear the poet say “Sundays too my father got up too early and put his clothes on in the black blue cold. Then with cracked hands that ached from labor and the weekday weather, made banked fires blaze. No one ever thanked him”. We learn that even though the father did many things, in the harsh cold, and, and the bad weather. He never got a thank you. No one ever acknowledged what he did or take into account how much hard work he did to make sure his entre family had everything they needed.
Most parents are the people whom you rarely see if they tend to work a lot. In “my Papa’s Waltz” we hear of a young boy whose father comes home from really long shift. It isn’t very clear if the father is a little drunk from drinking slightly or just very clumsy, but we hear a young boys excitement from his father finally returning home from a long day at work. Four stanzas read, “The hand that held my wrist was battered on one knuckle; with every step you miss my right ear scrapes a buckle.” This shows how the father is a little doozy but still makes time to spend with his son that includes walking with him and having a good time. You can see the dad works very hard because the text talks about how his hand was battered on one knuckle from hard work and how his belt was kind of un loose and dangling scraping him as they walked up the stairs. This piece of text really shows how close the son is to his father walking close enough to him to actually feel his belt buckle scrape against him as he walks.
In conclusion we see that as kids we don’t know how much our parents really do for us until we have to do the same for our own. We never really understand how much effort they put in to make us happy and make sure we have everything we need and are ok.
