English Lit./Comp.







Perhaps one of the most profound pieces of African American short



story literature is Zora Hurstons' How It Feels to Be Colored Me. In

the



conclusion of her short story, Hurston depicts her own life experiences



through the personification of a brown bag and its contents. To detail

my



life through mere contents of a paper bag is a difficult task, however,

I am



a simple man among many, trying not to drown in an ocean of complexity



more commonly known as society.



My bag is comprised of many objects, some which I have yet to use



and others that have already expired. The first content inside my bag

is a



pack of wet matches that can no longer be used to light the path I must



travel to reach my destiny. The next object inside my bag is a two-way



radio that has been partially damaged, only able to receive information

not



transmit it. The radio develops my keen listening skills but it does

not



allow me to call for help or be heard in any way. The third item found

within



my bag is an inflatable life vest which could be used to save my life,

except



that large holes have worn through its exhausted material. The next

item



contained within my bag is a small bible that I once read daily. Now

the



pages within the bible are stained with water of incertitude and



the smeared ink that was once writing is now a collection of modern art



masterpieces upon the blessed canvas from which previously read.



The unexpired contents of my brown bag include a golden needle



with silver thread, a collection of postal stamps and a small lighter.

I am a



strong believer in mankind's ability to believe in himself, but he must

utilize



the contents inside his own bag to overcome the seemingly insurmountable

obstacles of life. As for the remaining contents of my bag, I can only



hypothesize how they may be used to help me stay afloat in this large



ocean of life.



Through a careful examination of my life the realization of simplicity

is

evident. I strive to be myself, for as myself I believe that

individuality is the



strongest light, the quickest way to be heard and the only method of

staying

afloat in today's society. Perhaps the "Great Stuffer of Bags" stuffed

all of



the bags a little too similar to each other.