Brooklyn. Her note to her dad said Brooklyn. She was going to move to Brooklyn to study design at the Pratt Institute. Her dad couldn’t tell Halley to wait. Pack her luggage right away she was planning on leaving as soon as she got home. Slow down and stay awhile because he was going to miss Halley. Come here, pumpkin, daddy is going to miss you more than ever and the farm will too.
Halley left way before the farm did, the only people that saw her leave weren’t enough awake to remember. They could remember she looked very happy. She looked like she was chasing something that was so big it wouldn’t fit were she was now so she had to go find it. The plane gliding through the air, and to many things for her to thing about.
And there was the city looking down over Halley. Intimidation, the dark old storm that is looming in the distance. It lives far away but when one wonders by it can suck them in and shake them up a few. Halley was ready to face the storm. So she thought. Daddy back at home tending the garden. How she make life here the same is unknown to her.
Halley wasn’t liking the big city as much as she once thought she had. Called her Daddy saying, “I love it here! The food is great, the people here are beautiful and great artists, but it’s just not the same as home.”
“You don’t sound right. You have been liking it huh?”
“Yeah Daddy I like everything except I can’t decide how to make me stop feeling homesick.”
“Oh Halley, I remember telling you to slow down and stay home a while.”
“I would have if I only knew how strange Brooklyn is after a while. It’s been a few months and I don’t feel the same as I used to at home.”
“You change a lot in strange places Halley. You feeling ok though?”
“Yeah I been doing great, like I said food is great, things are great but I don’t know why I don’t feel great.”
“You homesick that’s why!”
Halley remembered that time in middle school when she had sprained her ankle at a basketball game. Remembering her mom fixing her up a wrap and her Daddy talking about how great she’d done. Somehow she remembered being happier than ever. Now, she thought, why do I care about how I been doing. I don’t know how I am.
I used the theme, the emotional and intellectual state is more important than the physical condition. I used Hurston’s 3rd person limited narration, I tried to match the way she writes her narrations. The other element I copied from Hurston was the way she makes dialogues without tags and how the narration is before and after every dialogue. The way I described words is similar to Hurston’s. I also characterized Halley similar to the way Hurston characterized Janie by showing inner conflict and growth and conclusion through experiences in their lives.
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