This essay was rather hard to read in a couple ways. For one, some of the things this black boy had to experience working in the South were utterly horrendous and degrading. Also, some of the Southern dialects and nuances made me have to re-read lines over because the author really wanted to capture the essence of living in the South, which I think he did a great job at.
I think this essay also does a great job of outlining a lot of irony that went on during the time of Jim Crow in the South. One thing that stood out in my mind was the irony placed on the police, especially the last line of the essay. When I think of the police, I think of people who will help me and others when faced with life threatening situations. Instead, for this boy, the police were seen as antagonists and troublemakers - the opposite of what it should be.
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