"The Joy Luck Club" Every daughter is a mother's hope.

Johnnie 2022-03-23 09:03:04

A mother never expects how much reward her daughter's life will bring. She just hopes that her daughter will be happy and that her life will be different from her own. She is always eager to summarize all her injuries into experience. Let the daughter keep it firmly in mind, but the daughter seemed uncooperative or disgusted with this kind of "manipulation" at that time..

Oh, because the daughter is always like her mother, even if she grew up in a different era, background and cultural atmosphere, she would still Like, this is mother and daughter.

Every daughter is a mother's hope. Love grows in understanding, and the same is true between mother and daughter.

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Extended Reading
  • Jazmin 2022-03-28 09:01:11

    It is understandable that this work became popular in the American Empire back then. The original author, Amy Tan, is a second-generation immigrant of Chinese descent. The stories she wrote about the mother’s generation probably originated from the elders’ descriptions of old China. The West's curious imagination of China; and the story of the daughter's generation is based on her personal experience and what she saw and heard when she was growing up.

  • Toby 2022-03-25 09:01:19

    Some scenes in the film really belong to the East in Western imagery, with alienated colors. Such as superstitious souls, rituals such as life and death. But this is all in the original book, the matchmaker with white powder and little red lips is the subjectivity of the movie. But the fate and delicate emotions of women are basically in place. The narrative and structure are outstanding.

The Joy Luck Club quotes

  • June's Father: She thought: better not die next to my babies. Nobody saves babies with such bad luck. Who wants two babies with ghost mother following them? Very bad luck, very.

  • Jing-Mei 'June' Woo: [opening naration] The old woman remembered a swan she had bought many years ago in Shanghai for a foolish sum. "This bird", boasted the market vendor, "was once a duck that stretched its neck in hopes of becoming a goose. And now look, it is too beautiful to eat!" Then the woman and the swan sailed across an ocean many thousands of lei wide, stretching their necks toward America. On her journey, she cooed to the swan, "In America, I will have a daughter just like me. But over there, nobody will say her worth is measured by the loudness of her husbands belch. Over there, nobody will look down on her because I will make her speak only perfect American English. And over there, she will always be too full to swallow any sorrow. She will know my meaning because I will give her this swan, a creature that became more than what was hoped for." But when she arrived in the new country the immigration officials pulled the swan away from her, leaving the woman fluttering her arms and with only one swan feather for a memory. For a long time now, the women had wanted to give her daughter the single swan feather and tell her; "This feather may look worthless, but it comes from afar and carries with it all my good intentions."