eleven by Sandra Cisneros

bite down on my teeth really hard and try to remember today. You dont feel eleven. And you dont feel eleven at all. She is embarrassed and feels helpless, but knows she will soon be home with her parents, and her terrible day will drift away. In my head I'm thinking how long till lunchtime, how long till I can take the red sweater and throw over the schoolyard fence, or leave it hanging on a parking meter, or bunch it up into a little ball and toss it in the. "you put that sweater on right now and no more nonsense." "But it's not-" "Now!" Mrs. Today I wish I was one hundred and two instead of eleven because if I was one hundred and two I'd have othello: The Eponymous Hero of Shakespeare known what to say when Mrs. I've never thought about birthdays in the way it is described here.

Not mine, not mine, not mine. Or maybe some days you might need to sit on your mamas lap because youre scared, and thats the part of you thats five. Or middle school.E. And some days you may feel like being older will solve all your problems, and that's the part of you that never goes away. I wish I was anything but eleven, because I want today to be far away already, far away like a runaway balloon, like a tiny o in the sky, so tiny-tiny you have to close your eyes to see. Rachel realizes that people are the sum of their experience. Discussions Questions: Why doesn't Rachel want to be eleven in the story?

I finally say in a little voice that was maybe me when I was four. From rejection to wide critical acclaim, the history of "Eleven" is as much a tale about change as the story itself. You don't feel eleven. As amazing as those thoughts are, Rachels most impressive thought is about age.