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On the way back to the Dalton's house Mary moves to the front seat. This makes Bigger a little uncomfortable, but not a whole lot. Throughout the car ride Mary moves closer and closer until she is eventually toughing him. Mary is now leaning her head against his shoulder. This makes him extremely uncomfortable so he hurries to the Dalton's house. Once at the Dalton's Bigger realizes that Mary is to drunk to walk and would wake up everyone if she is left alone so Bigger decides to take her to her room. The two are forced to enter through the back door because if they went through the front all in the house would hear. They slowly make it to Mary's room. Once there Bigger hears a sound and fear that it is Mr. Dalton, so he hides in the closet. It is Mrs. Dalton and she comes into the room. She comes in and checks out Mary she obviously notices that Mary is very intoxicated. Once Mrs. Dalton goes back into her room Bigger comes out. He notices that Mary is dead and he begins to panic. Bigger then stuffs her into a suit case and hurries to the basement. He then decides to burn her and make it appear that Jan killed her. After putting her into the furnace Bigger runs away.

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After the three eat dinner they begin to drink rum. Bigger finds this treatment that he is receiving this night strange. Mary and Jan are treating him more like a friend than he is accustom to. They were treating him as if they liked him. After dinner Mary and Jan began to drink rum. They grew increasingly drunk. Bigger drove them around the city park after they finished drinking. At the park the two began to ask Bigger questions about himself. They asked him thing like where was he from and if he had a father. Bigger replied that he was from Mississippi and that his father was killed in a riot. Jan tells Bigger that the communist party was working to make sure that that sort of thing stopped happening. Bigger starts to feel better. Bigger drives to Jan's house and drops him off.

Native Son 9-28

When Bigger took the job from the Dalton's it was more than he expected. One night when Bigger, the family chauffeur, was picking up Mary Dalton she wants to go meet a communist friend of hers instead of going to the university. Once Bigger and Mary meet Mary's friend Jan, Jan begins to talk about communism and and gives Bigger some pamphlets about it. After this they tease Bigger for a while about the color of his skin. After doing this Mary begins to feel bad and Jan comforts her. Once Jan begins to feel better the three go to dinner. At dinner Bigger sees his girlfriend and one of his other friends. He is very brief with them and they find this very strange.

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As the boys were planning to rob the store the planned to meet at the local pool hall at one o'clock sharp. After making these plans Bigger was reminded by a man on the street about a job that he was supposed to receive the following week. Bigger was aware that if he were caught in the act of this crime their would be no way he would receive his new job. This thought gave Bigger second thoughts about robing the store. As the small group of four begun to meet at one o'clock one of the members of their group was late. This secretly made Bigger happy on the inside but could not allow the others to know this. Once the final member of the four arrived Bigger stated a fight with the boy named Gus. They begun to fight and Bigger knocked Gus around for awhile before the other two boys stopped the fight.

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Right now the main character, Bigger is meeting with his friends at a pool hall. This is no regular meeting because at this meeting they are talking about robbing a store. Normally the group of three would not hesitate to rob a store. They would just go do it if the store was owned by a black person, but this time they are planning to rob a white man's store. This was something that they were all scared to do because these kids were not criminals. They were forced to rob places to survive; They could not live in extreme poverty without taking a few things.

Narrative Essay

I realized at a very young age that my favorite sport to play was baseball. Now, don’t get me wrong, I love basketball, football, golf, and tennis too, but they just don’t do it for me the way baseball does. There is just something about connecting with the ball when it hits the bat that gives me a feeling like no other feeling. Not to mention making a play that seems almost unnatural, but feels like the most natural thing to do. So, it’s hard to believe that I almost gave it up because of someone else’s opinion of me.

I sometimes think about that opinion when I am alone getting my head ready for a baseball game. I was very young and just learning to play the game of baseball competitively. Before that time my dad had been my best coach, and I had played recreation ball, which really was not competitive. My coaches on those recreation teams told my parents I was a good player and that they should take me to a more competitive league. So they took me to a different park to play in a more competitive league so that I could get more experience. They did not know that I would also get my first lesson in people judging me without even knowing me.

I did not know anyone at the new park so I had no friends there. I have to admit this was a little different for me since everyone always knew who I was. I knew that I would be treated as just another guy, but I was amazed by the negative things grown men said about me. I had a certain swagger about myself so I did not allow what others thought faze me. Thankfully my parents had taught me to have confidence in all that I did and to expect to succeed.

The day of my tryout at the new park not much was going right for me. Both of my parents had to work that day so I had to be taken to the park by my grandfather. It felt really strange with neither of my parents there. But I got there just about time for my tryout. Just before taking the field I overheard two men speaking about how bad that they thought I looked. I did not know what to do with those comments so I did what I did best, I went out and played hard.

You know, most people allow what others say effect them and their performances but I guess I had been prepared to put other people’s opinion of me in its proper place. When the first ball was hit to me I could have been thinking about the comment and worrying about what the people thought of me, but I was not. I just went out and trusted my training. I stayed down and made a powerful throw over to first base.

I am glad I trust my inner voice. Outside of the circle of family and friends who love me and support me, there are very few people whose opinion I take seriously; and I take none of the negative ones. I cannot afford to allow anyone to take my confidence or my dream.