Most of the stories that I’ve read seem to be reflective. The authors took up the voice of an adult looking back into the past. For some of them, the resentment had faded out but for others… you could still feel their frustration. The more positive ones, stories that had reached a conclusion, had gotten their answers were the most satisfying ones to read.
When I read, I get into it. I tap into the emotions that my eyes pick up on and I run with it. So to the stories that never got a happy ending and are still waiting for a conclusion, those stuck out to me.
For most of the stories, the big event where there’s a change or a start in someone’s literacy career, that’s when new relationships were made. Which makes sense since literacy was created for communication. So of course relationships are going to have the biggest impact on them.
Besides the narrator of the story, there were supporting characters that either played the villain or took on the role of a mentor/friend. Someone introduced them to literacy. And either they got along or they didn’t.
Some stories, their primary discourse simply didn’t lead into writing and reading. Other stories set them up for a perfect introduction to reading but something went wrong. All of them had someone.
Who deserves the blame? It’s weird because most of the stories that I’ve read so far place the blame on someone else.