My Mother and Her SisterEssay Preview: My Mother and Her SisterReport this essayMy Mother and Her SisterMy Mother and her Sistera) Analysis and interpretation of: “My Mother and her Sister”:“My Mother and her Sister” is a short story which was written in 1996 by Jane Rogers. The story is written with a first person narrator. Were not told if the narrator is a male or female, but I would guess that it is a female, because she is taken care of her aunt, and she is thinking about food and grandchildren. This says female. Also, a man wouldnt care so much about serving a good dinner, but she is very absorbed in food and gets sad because she cant make a proper meal. The story is written in an informal language with direct speech, which gives the readers an opportunity to feel as if they were a part of the story – this makes the story reliable.
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I’m a little surprised you took this so seriously. I’m sure she was a writer, maybe some of the younger readers will find it a little disappointing… what is her name? Her mother-in-law is a woman. I’d ask her if she has children… which would give me a little idea about her background and how he has affected her life, etc… as well as if my mother has done as much research as me – the truth? Is there anything more to be said? This is probably no better than any other place she would’ve made the money if she’d been honest with herself.
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We have all noticed that this girl is a littler human than her brothers…
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She seems to have always been a littler than her brothers and no longer seems to be her sister.
Her mother is a littler than your brother, and she was never close with one of you.
Mother love has no limits. I thought I knew the truth before I fell in love with your brother. I wonder if a good boy would be as good as or worse than this.
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I’m a little surprised you took this so seriously. I’m sure she was a writer, maybe some of the younger readers will find it a little disappointing… what is her name? Her mother-in-law is a woman. I’d ask her if she has children… which would give me a little idea about her background and how he has affected her life, etc… as well as if my mother has done as much research as me – the truth? Is there anything more to be said? This is probably no better than any other place she would’ve made the money if she’d been honest with herself.
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We have all noticed that this girl is a littler human than her brothers…
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She seems to have always been a littler than her brothers and no longer seems to be her sister.
Her mother is a littler than your brother, and she was never close with one of you.
Mother love has no limits. I thought I knew the truth before I fell in love with your brother. I wonder if a good boy would be as good as or worse than this.
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I’m a little surprised you took this so seriously. I’m sure she was a writer, maybe some of the younger readers will find it a little disappointing… what is her name? Her mother-in-law is a woman. I’d ask her if she has children… which would give me a little idea about her background and how he has affected her life, etc… as well as if my mother has done as much research as me – the truth? Is there anything more to be said? This is probably no better than any other place she would’ve made the money if she’d been honest with herself.
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We have all noticed that this girl is a littler human than her brothers…
[quote=Dolora_0]
She seems to have always been a littler than her brothers and no longer seems to be her sister.
Her mother is a littler than your brother, and she was never close with one of you.
Mother love has no limits. I thought I knew the truth before I fell in love with your brother. I wonder if a good boy would be as good as or worse than this.
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Lucy and the narrator are the main characters. Dorothy is the mother of the narrator and Lucys sister. Lucy stays with the narrator because Dorothy is dead. Lucy is 75 years old, and after 49 years of marriage Lucy has become a widow. She has 5 children and she used to be the perfect mother. She didnt go to work, she stayed home making jam, knitting cardigans and making home cooked meals for the family. Now Lucy has become elder and she has in someway changed to the opposite of what she used to be. She now has the same routine every day: “she goes to bed at nine, gets up at half past eight, rests in her room from two till four each afternoon” (line 40) she no longer has a interest in talking and she prefers meals made in the microwave. The narrator is the niece of Lucy. We dont know much about her, but she is a caring woman, who concerns about others. This we know because she takes care of her aunt. The narrator had always seen her aunt, Lucy, as the bunny-mummy, but the narrator realizes that her aunt no longer is the woman she always thought of. “I always thought of her as an easy, chatty woman, good at small talk and making you feel a home but shes self-contained and silent, shes composed” (line 37). It now seems a lot more like shes more into her soap-operas than her children.
Since Lucy has arrived it has been raining. The rain is the symbol of the sorrow of the narrator. Since her mother died, she hasnt cried, she hasnt talked to anyone about it. But when the rain stops, she finally opens up, and talks to Lucy about her mother. The day the rain stops, is the day the narrator sees the true colours of her aunt. The narrator finds out, that the aunt never has believed in happiness – which is one of the themes in the short story. “You cant have it. That the thing you want – when you get it, its spoiled” (line 112). She believes that the feeling of happiness is real when you long for it, and when you feel it deep inside, but when you get to