He swung the flashlight across the corn field and thought he saw movement. "Come on outta there or I'll shoot!" He had his hand on his holster but couldn't imagine actually drawing it. "Muley! If that's you, I don't want to see your stinkin self slinkin' around this farm no more!" He sat down heavily on the vinyl seat of the cruiser, pushed the gear selector into reverse and began to back away.
(Page 99) I gave Connie, Rose of Sharon's husband, a voice.
"We was walkin'," she said. "The truck come by an' picked us up." And then she said, "This is Connie, my husband." And she was grand, sayng it.
"We're so grateful you picked us up," Connie said. "It's awful tough a walkin' for my wife, as she is with child. We'd been a trudgin' along for quite some time now. Ain't she a keeper, though?", he looked at her and grinned, and a warm smile flooded through her face all the way up to her eyes. "It's a pleasure to meet you all," and he shook hands with Tom, sizing him up.
Page 95, when Ruthie and Winfield are in the back of the truck. Winfield-" Them liquorice whips sure done me in for. I ain't sure i can handle these bumps anymore or else im gonna
Be sick" ^^^^^
"Well now that was swell," Whitey said his group of friends surrounding him. "Those houses needed to be broken for all them houses are just abondoned ol' houses now anyways," he continued. He thought for a minute, "I've got another idea," he exclaimed. "I'm gonna write a message on the wall like from a ghost. Then the school'll be closed for its haunted." (116)
Silence. The wind finally stops and the strange sound of nothingness wakes me from a deep sleep. I lay in bed wondering if father will be kinder now that the dust has stopped. Maybe the crops will start growing again and I won't go to bed hungry every night. My stomach growls at the thought of food. I smile with the hope of tomorrow as I fall back asleep listening to the comforting absence of noise.
Pg 78-79 Part where they get grandpa out of the barn.
My son come storling across the yard an' tells me my favorite person has come home.
"They tell me you're a good hand with a truck," said Tom. I am, Al thought. I know all that a feller ought to, and then some. Maybe I shouldn't say it like that, though. Tom might think I'm boasting too much. "I don't know nothin' much about it.
"How rude," the turtle thought as he had been flipped over by the young man's vehicle. He was now on his back, legs flailing as wildly as a turtle's legs could flail, the seed he had been carrying in his mouth laying next to him.
As the tenant men from chapter 5
"What are we gonn' do? At this rate we'll never survive out here! I knew it was to good'n to be true! Wellum it's off to the brighter pastures of California for us."
In the beginning of chapter eight we learn that Uncle John had a wife. She was never given a name. She died from her appendix bursting or something. I decided to give her a voice. Page 68-69
As I stare at the moon I notice that something is not right. I was sweating like a pig and it felt like someone was stabbing a knife into my stomach. I screamed out and cried because the pain wasn't getting any better. I had said "John you better go for a doctor." He did not budge at all. He layed there and kept telling me it was just a stomach-ache. Later that next day I knew that something terrible was going on. I decided to lay down and close my eyes in the hope of getting better.
Let me just say that as I look down on my husband from above, I realize he feels bad for what happened and he has learned a lesson. He would always take the kids to get checked out by a doctor every time they were sick. In a way I blame him but what happened but it is in the past now. I'm doing just fine up here while I look down on my family and I am in peace.
On pg 97-98 we learn about the family brought there objects in that they couldn't bring with so they went to town to sell them and hardly got any money for them at all.
"Morning" said pa "Morning to ya" said the buyer
" we have some stuff to sell that you might be interested in" said pa " well let's take a look on what you got" said the buyer " first we have a real sturdy plow for sale $3"
" I'll give you 50 cents"
" please at least $2" pa begged
" nope final offer 65 cents take it or leave it." Replied the buyer
"Sold" said pa sadly
Pg. 77. Granpa's view.
I bolted across the crispy dry sand, and in that moment everything stopped. The bones stopped hurting, the sun was nonexistent, and the wind stood still. All that was left was my mind full of memories and suddenly the memories of Tom came rushing back. The memories were never forgotten, but suddenly my mind focused on only that. As I ran further, I could no longer contain my emotion, and just as quick as the memories flashed in my brain, my emotion came out the same way. Energy came quick and I galloped across the land. I began adjusting my clothing in a way that would be presentable to him. A smile soon appeared on my face and I realized for the first time that "Tom was home, he was finally home!"
Chapter 9. Pages 86-89. I decided to give the buyers of the tenants belongings a name.
They blame us and get horribly angry with us, but we know that they don't have a choice so we don't budge. Of course it's worth more'n that but why would be pay more when we could get it for less? They would do the same thing if they were in our position! And they be blamin' us for cheatin' them out! I think they should be the ones that should be ashamed.
I am seeing the scene through the eyes of the waitreas in chapter 2.
A big ole smelly delivery truck pulled up outside and the driver guy hopped out. He ordered and kept tryin' to talk to me but I wasn't payin' no attention. He kept goin' on like them truck drivers do but I had found this lump on my ear. I kept thinking' bout that lump and was tryin' to see it in the mirror. Finally the guy left and I could look at it better.
"There was a family of twelve and they were forced off the land. They had no car. They built a trailer out of junk and loaded it with their possessions. They pulled it out to the side of 66 and waited. And pretty soon a sedan picked them up. Five of them rode in the sedan and seven on the trailer, and a dog on the trailer. They got to California in two jumps."
"Jump right in", said the man in the sedan. "Thank ya so much", said the husband of the 12. "We have faith that ya'll are good people, and won' cause us no troubles," Said the man in the sedan, ever'body needs help nowadays and we ain't gonna pass by a fambly in need." "Yall are good christian people," said the husband of 12 kids. Pg 156. Last paragraph.
While the Joad family discusses whether or not to take Casy with them, Casy sits behind the house thinking. (101)
"I sure hope them folks let me snag a ride outta this here country with them, thought Casy. California's jus da lan' for me to still be aroun all the folk. I may not be a preacher no mo' but I still love folks an ima try to help em."
Just then Casy saw the dust from Tom's feet as he rounded the corner.
Pg. 95 Ruthie "Boy am I excited to be in town. I get to wear this beautiful dress and that black licorice was DELICIOUS. I wish I could always ride in the bed of the truck, but we could have left my snot nosed brother home."
I stood next to Ma with my toes diggin' in the dirt, listening to Pa talk to the tractor man. He looks like an alien. Like he was sent here from another planet to take over ours. For some reason this man wants us to leave our home. My Pa keeps talking something about the bank being a monster. Why would the bank want us to leave our home? The alien man took off on his tractor and continued destroying the earth. I just stood there next to Ma and Pa, his rifle in his hand, staring at the tractor man.
On page 15, chapter 3, the turtle is hit by a car, but obviously doesn't have a voice because it is an animal. But, I decided to give the turtle a voice because I think the turtle has an important roll in the novel and I feel like the turtle is very symbolic.
I can see a vehicle moving towards me, and as the seconds tick on by I start to panic a little bit more because I can't speed up any more. My legs won't move any faster but I must move out of the way. The car is coming closer and closer but I don't know how to move. I have to protect the seed I'm carrying with me. The car is moving faster now and I close my eyes and tuck my body into my shell bracing for the impact... but it never hits me. I peek out and I see the vehicle swerving back into it's lane. My seed is still safe, tucked in between my body and shell. Just as I start to relax, I see a new vehicle heading my way. If I push myself hard enough I know I can get out of the way. As the seconds go by I feel more and more safe, until I see the driver swerve it's vehicle towards me. Like a game of chicken, the tire connects with my shell. My arms, legs, and head tuck back inside my shell and I can feel the world spinning around me. I'm stop spinning of the side of the road, but I don't know what to do because I've lost my seed, I'm on my back, and I'm stuck.
I think the turtle in many ways can represent the people during the Dust Bowl. Many of the people are completely stuck and have lost their home and ground. I also think that the two different drivers can symbolize the two different types of people. One type being the kind that just heads into things fast and carelessly, and they other typer being more cautious and trying to avoid trouble.
On page 113 the family says goodbye to Muley, and we don't know much about him after.
Boy, well I sure am glad them Jodes left me them dogs and chickens. A man would go just about crazy without someone to talk to. Good folks them Jodes. Say, where are them mutts they left me? "Here pups! Where are ya?!" Ah, here they come. Gee they are a gangly bunch. "Ok pups, I'll see if I have something far ya to eat. Oh no, you mutts, don't you go runnin' after them chicken. Go on get off em. Thems egg chickens, we'll wait for them to lay em, and then we'll fry up those eggs, yes, that's what we'll do pups.
(page 110) "I thought how you'd be goin', an' I'd maybe say good-by." I said through the lump in my throat. I started thinking about my family as ol' Tom started talking about packing. I thought of my wife, how much I miss her when I'm hiding from the deputy, 'cause I know she'd laugh. I thought of my kids, how I wish I was with them; they must be getting so big now. An' the wife, she's too easy on them. They ain't gonna have no work ethic without me to hound 'em...
I heard Tom stop talking, and I vaguely repeated the last few words he'd said. "All packed up." I glanced behind his shoulder at the truck, all filled up with their home. Another stab of uncertainty hit me. I thought of the car that had been packed up with my home, too. My home and my family. "Sometimes I wisht I'd go an' fin' my folks." I said quietly.
Noah as they are going to joad
'Wow, you would think that these two would learn to grow up already...they fight over like everything, com'on gramps an gran, it's not really a race. Is that who I think it is? Wow, it's little tommy? Hmm so it is...I wonder how es been..'
*little tom for joad
I gave the tenant man a voice.(31)
"All these here rich yahoo's don't know the destruction they be causing us farmer's. I's could barely feed my family 'fore, how'd they expect me to now! It's a shame that this is what this country has come to, when one human can take advantage of 'nother like that."
"It ain't no use," I said. "I'm sad, but I can't he'p it. I got to go." As I turned downstream, I felt relieved, as if a great weight had been removed from my shoulders, but also a little empty, as if I was leaving behind a piece of myself that I'd never been without before. In that moment, I considered turning around, but instead I walked on, to the next chapter of my life.
Write something about yourself. No need to be fancy, just an overview.