I found it interesting how Ms. Hurston didn't let her race make her feel different in a bad way, but that she still acknowledged that she felt different. For example, when she went to the Jazz club with her friend, she thought that the music was magical and wonderful. It made her feel like she was connecting with her roots as an African American, while her friend just stated "that was good music." So in this instance she felt a part of her culture, but removed from the way she and her friend related to an aspect of thatculture.
I like how the author didn’t have to lean on her own background and heritage to become famous. She didn’t need to use her race as a crutch, but she was able to do things her own way. I also liked how even though she was in a predominately white atmosphere in her college life, that she was able to succeed without thinking that her race defined her work. I also like the metaphor she uses when she says that all people are bags, and that no matter how much we look the same on the outside, its whats inside that really matters.
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