Annie Kersting
04/14/2015
QS 462/ Driskoll
04/14/2015
QS 462/ Driskoll
Critical Response #2
When trying to describe the book Loving in the War Years: Lo Que Nunca Paso por Sus Labios to a
family member that was curious, I was surprised when I had a difficult time
putting together words to describe the book.
It was an autobiographical, creative, piece analyzing the experiences of
being Chicana/lesbian/woman/American into theory. By the time I had finish talking she was no
longer listening. Though I am known by
my family to describe what I want to say from all angles, this experience made
me think about Moraga writing a book that did not really have a genre. It felt very intentional that there was no
one label for her book since the book described how she herself was not one
identity.
Moraga’s piece is not written to be an accessible glimpse
into her life. It is written as an
intimate journal might be. The most
obvious way this is portrayed is the combination of language it is written
in. The book is mostly in English, but
has several passages in Spanish, especially passages about her family. When she speaks to her closest friends and
family she speaks in the native language of that relationship, “’Mi’jita!’
Pulling my head into the deep bowl of her thin neck, she kisses me.” Moraga is not translating her experience for
the reader that does not know Spanish. She
maintains the integrity of her multi-dimensional self through this choice in
language. In this way Moraga shares a
whole and authentic narrative of herself, that is insightful and awakens
questions, emotions and insights for the reader. However, Moraga’s piece is written in a way
that her story can only be shared and not taken as one’s own. It is written without special accessibility to
the reader, to reflect an exchange of story from one human to another, instead
of a giving of one’s body and experience for the reader’s experience. So often minority writer’s stories are turned
into narratives for the emotional experience of the reader (especially those
that experience privilege), without the consequences of life. Moraga protects herself (and the reader) from
objectifying her by creating barriers from making her story especially accessible. Just like my description to my family
member. She will not know what the book
is really about from one rambling sentence that I clump together, but that is
the point.
In Malea Powell’s piece Listening
to ghosts: an alternative (non)argument, Malea Powell discusses the loss of
Native American languages. Language as a
way of naming the world behaves as a worldview.
When a language another language is used to describe a culture is can inherently
do an inadequate job, “to reinvent ourselves in English is, then, for many of
us already alternative.”
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