Malik represents countless adolescents excluded by race,
social class, and gender. Malik, a black
boy, son of a hard-working, minimum wage mother, brother to several siblings. Malik, wearing worn out, unpopular sneakers. Malik, who is beaten up and bullied for
breathing. “They would follow him just a
baby step from his apartment if they had to, follow him and make his life
miserable.” (p.115) The bullies put down
Malik because of his tattered clothes and signs of poverty. The bullies take advantage of Malik’s passive
demeanor, mocking his mother’s lack of resources. “I-I-I don’t want to fight you,” Malik said,
shaking violently. “Just lay off of my
mama.” (p.119) These boys are of the same
race, but demonstrate a sense of entitlement.
Perhaps the rankings in this neighborhood outweigh the boundaries of
race and class.
The repeated encounter with bullies send Malik over the
edge. He wants his life to be
different. Malik lost the plea with his
mom to buy JC Jumpers, the latest sneaker fad.
In a desperate attempt to fit in, Malik accepts Carl’s invitation to meet
up with his friends, commonly known as the Bullets. Malik’s predicament leads him to find another
group of friends to serve as protection.
Unbeknownst to him, Malik was walking in stride with the local
gang. Suddenly, instead of feeling
isolated, Malik felt included. “The boys
weren’t frontin’. They knew what it felt
like to have to do without. They had
literally walked in the same raggedy sneakers as him.” (p.137) Bullet members, T-Bone and Carl, take extreme
and violent measures to collect Malik’s desired sneakers. His conscience set in as the other boys beat
up an innocent basketball player in exchange for the sneakers intended for
Malik. His desire to be respected and
protected gave way to desperate measures.
Malik’s desire for survival lead to the stripping of dignity of another. The basketball player was no different than
his attackers, a black male in a low-income neighborhood, trying to make a name
for himself. “The truth was, he was just like Orlando. He had his mother’s last name, and he hadn’t
seen his old man since he was nine.” (p.143)
Fear prevented Malik from intervening during the attack. He may have shared the social class as these
boys, but his “rank” was far beneath their power. Even though Malik knew the boys were wrong,
part of him still coveted those shoes. “Malik
felt scared and upset with himself about that, but what really botherd him was
that a tiny part of him was beginning to think that maybe he should have taken
the shoes.” (p.155)
Extreme desperation is evident throughout the piece. The low socioeconomic class is portrayed in a
negative light that leads to more violence and more depravity. Malik’s desire to fit in is human and
represents the reality of all adolescents, not just black males in
poverty. His needs and wants are so
extremely different from his reality that it takes extreme acts to fulfill
those desires. If Malik were to resist
the temptation to have the right shoes and wear the right clothes, he would
have to defend himself through another avenue.
Unfortunately, the hate does not seem to disappear. There are no easy answers for a complex
problem. If anything, education may
allow Malik an escape out of the cyclical pattern of hatred, anger, and
desperation.
As I read your piece Lindsey, I am reminded again of our responsibility to help our students see many different possibilities for their futures they may not realize exist. And you are right, this is a human desire, not just a young black male desire. We hopefully can help to establish schools where students feel they belong in a group.
ReplyDeleteI personally have experienced being an outsider that was in the "in crowd." I never had the best clothes or the most expensive shoes. My parents did what they could for me, but could not afford what was most popular. I found other ways to fit in without sacrificing my morals and values. Early on, my parents encouraged me to find good friends. My friends did not have to be just like me, they just needed to have goals in life and make good choices. Because of my choice in friends, I was able to build and maintain self confidence that exuded beyond the clothes I wore. I hope to teach this lesson in small ways and big ways to my adolescent students. I believe this short story is the perfect avenue to teach such a lesson.
ReplyDeleteI agree that it is an excellent tool to approach topics relateed to materialism versus what really matters. Another comnnection to poverty could be made through Okay For Now, or the Absoultely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian.
ReplyDeleteRight now I am keenly aware that although I am not in poverty, I could never be part of this class without financial aid.