Lonely and exuberant growth

Gerhard 2022-02-07 14:53:07

1. If you've read Janet Fitch's novels, many of Ingrid's coaxing conversations with Astrid are about loneliness.
For example:
"Loneliness is the human condition. Cultivate it. The way it tunnels into you allows your soul room to grow. Never expect to outgrow loneliness. Never hope to find people who will understand you, someone to fill that space. And intelligent, sensitive person is the exception, the very great exception. If you expect to find people who will understand you, you will grow murderous with disappointment. The best you'll ever do is to understand yourself, know what it is that you want, and not let the cattle stand in your way."
And then:
“Don't attach yourself to anyone who shows you the least bit of attention because you're lonely. Lonliness is the human condition. No one is ever going to fill that space. The best thing you can do it know yourself... know what you want." The

mother knew that her daughter had to grow up alone after she was in prison, so she taught her daughter to face loneliness and learn to live with loneliness because she was afraid that her daughter would repeat the same mistakes as her. Great disappointment and sin.

The daughter kept asking her mother if she regretted her crimes, and she was so honest:
“I regret nothing. No woman with any self-respect would have done less...Let me tell you a few things about regret ...There is no end to it. You cannot find the beginning of the chain that brought us from there to here. Should you regret the whole chain, and the air in between, or each link separately as if you could uncouple them? Do you regret the beginning which ended so badly, or just the ending itself?"

At the same time, she made no secret of the wounds she had suffered, and told her daughter clearly that it was these wounds that made her the artist and mother she is today:
"I know what you are learning to endure. There is nothing to be done. Make sure nothing is wasted. Take notes. Remember it all, every insult, every tear. Tattoo it on the inside of your mind. In life, knowledge of poisons is essential. I've told you, nobody becomes an artist unless they have to. "In the


end, my daughter, who was scarred by many foster homes, decided to move to NY with her boyfriend. The past experiences have made today's young artist, she understands "You've got to let go of who you were, to become who you will be." She also understands that it is because her mother lets her go, such a brave and real mother who faces life in the deal is deal and understands that her daughter has learned to grow up in loneliness, even though she still warns many times Daughter "Women always put men first. That's how everything got so screwed up."


2. If all the entries on google or wiki emphasize that oleander is a highly poisonous plant, its leaves, roots and flowers are poisonous. If you look closely at the item classification, you will find that it is very adaptable, easy to propagate by cuttings, and blooms in spring, summer and autumn.

It is not difficult to find that the metaphor of oleander is a combination of mother and daughter. Ingrid is an elegant artist and a single mother, and her attitude towards men is 'you can never take it seriously', but if you are not careful, it will become poisonous if you are serious. Like an oleander, Astrid is displaced from one foster family to another, and almost all conflicts originate from men because all men's women think that she is corrupting their original family like a poison, and after thousands of struggles. Young people become artists again.

It seems that there is a shadow of feminism, and Janet keeps repeating: woman, it doesn't matter if you get hurt, it doesn't matter if you make mistakes, clean up yourself, don't have to cover up the old scars, and then set off on the road, remember not to rely on men for loneliness, believe in yourself, you can do it .

Janet also looked at the women through Astrid's lens:
"I hated labels anyway. People didn't fit in slots--prostitute, housewife, saint--like sorting the mail. We were so mutable, fluid with fear and desire, ideals and angles, changeable as water.”

Yes, if women still view same-sex criticism like men, where else can they get the power of rebirth? Astrid only had such a real and painful experience that he was able to fully understand and be reborn from the ashes.

In the end, "The phoenix must burn to emerge."

Forgot, the entry clearly mentions that oleander is a well-known ornamental flower despite its highly poisonous properties. So women are always a combination of contradictions.

I would like to do this kind of oleander: enjoy solitude and be beautiful in full bloom.













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White Oleander quotes

  • Astrid: How long were you gone?

    Ingrid: About a year, give or take a few months.

    Astrid: My God.

    Ingrid: You're not asking the right question. Don't ask me why I left. Ask me why I came back.

    Astrid: You should have been sterilized.

    Ingrid: I could have left you there, but I didn't. Don't you understand? For once, I did the right thing! When I came back, you knew me. You were sitting by the door, and you looked up, and you reached for me. It was as if you had been waiting for me all along.

    Astrid: I was always waiting for you, mother. That's the constant in my life. Waiting for you. Will you come back? Will you forget that you tied me in front of a store or left me on a bus?

    Ingrid: Are you still waiting?

    Astrid: No. I stopped when Claire showed me what it felt like to be loved. What did you think, that I would amuse you? That's what babies are like, mother. What'd you think? We'd exchange thoughts on Joseph Brodsky?

    Ingrid: I thought Klaus and I would live happily ever after. That's what I thought, Adam and Eve in a vine-covered shack. I must have been out of my mind.

    Astrid: You were in love with him.

    Ingrid: YES, I was in love with him. ALRIGHT? I was in love with him, and baby makes three, and all that crap!

    Astrid: Then why did you leave him? Why did you leave him?

    Ingrid: I didn't leave him! He left me. You wanna know about your father? He left us when you were six months old for another woman, and I never saw him again until he showed up looking for you when you were eight years old.

    Astrid: He came to see me?

    Ingrid: Yes, he came to see you but it was a little late, wasn't it? Why should I let him see you after what he did to me?

    Astrid: Because it wasn't about you! It was about me, and I wanted to see him! My whole life, I've wanted to see him. That decision was MINE, not yours. Everything's always been about you, never about me. I knew you were gonna kill Barry, but you didn't even care. You didn't give a damn about what that would do to me. I'll say whatever Susan wants me to say, but I gotta get outta here.

    Ingrid: No! No, no, no. You don't just walk away from me. I made you, I'm in your blood. You don't go anywhere until I let you go!

    Astrid: Then let me go. You look at me and you don't like what you see, but this is the price, mother. The price of belonging to you.

    Ingrid: If I could, I'd take it all back. I would.

    Astrid: Then tell me you don't want me to testify. Tell me you don't want me like this. Tell me you would sacrifice the rest of your life to have me back the way I was.

  • [last lines]

    Astrid: No matter how much she damaged me... no matter how flawed she is... I know my mother loves me.