Worn Path
"A Worn Path" by Eudora Welty, is the tale of the unstoppable love and care of a grandmother for her grandchild. It tells a story of sheer determination as Phoenix Jackson makes a long journey into town to get medicine for her chronically ill grandson. She strives forward despite frequent obstacles in her way that include her own failing health and the grandchild's slim chance of survival. Phoenix Jackson is "an old Negro woman" who continues forward over barriers that would not even be considered a hindrance for the young. This is a journey which she has taken before, and now "the time come around" she must travel it again. She begins her journey to town on "a bright frozen day in the early morning" in December. Phoenix Jackson is "very old and small ", and walks like the "pendulum in a grandfather clock" ever so carefully with her "thin, small cane made from an umbrella." The description of Phoenix Jackson at the beginning of this story gives the reader a glimpse of how difficult this trip is going to be for an elderly woman such as her. The description "Her eyes were blue with age. Her skin has a pattern all its own of numberless branching wrinkles" are indications of Phoenix Jackson's old age. She supports herself with a can
A nurse recognizes her and inquires about her grandson who swallowed lye two to three years ago. " She sits down to rest "when a little boy brought her a plate with a slice of marble-cake on it. Old eyes thought you was a pretty little green bush" However, she manages to free herself from the thorn bush. The only thing that keeps her from giving up is the love she has for him and the fact that all they have in this world is each other. This story reminds the reader over and over that she truly loves her grandson, and that she is determined to overcome any obstacle to achieve her goal. " At one point, she is startled by a stray dog and falls into a ditch. e, striving not to fall with every step she takes. In addition, her shoelaces "which dragged from her unlaced shoes" adds to the chance of her falling on the path. Then, she goes downhill but soon finds herself tangled with a bush, and she does not want to rip her dress. She asks "He isn't dead, is he?" Phoenix responds with, "No missy, he not dead, he just the same. So the time come around, and I go on another trip for the soothing medicine. Never want to let folks pass, no sir.
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