Through my experience with reading this novel, The Good Earth, I have come upon situations and people that strike me as very different. One of these people is Wang Lung's uncle. He is constantly asking others for money and trying to get everything given to him. What really makes me angry is the fact that Wang Lung continues to give in
every time he is asked. He, of course, realizes, like many other people do, his uncle is extremely lazy and not compelled, by any means, to provide for himself on his own. Wang Lung works long hard days out in hi fields growing food both to sell and to eat. After all those times he asked for money, the uncle comes once again but this time with men who seek to purchase Wang Lung's land--land he put his whole self into, the place he found pride and contentment, his escape from a tragic world. This was all going to be taken away from him. Although, to Wang Lung, it was more important that his family got food. For they had been starving for days.
Wang Lung ended up selling his furniture for a small price; it had been more money than he had held in a long time. I think there is something wrong with this. The House
of Hwang possessed more money than any other villager had really ever seen before. Why then don't they even think to help just a little? Wang Lung's family was forced to go to the south in search of food to survive when this fruitful house is plentiful with food.
As I was reading I found that it is
noticed more and more how strong and wise
O'lan is. For, not once did she break down, not knowing what to do. She kept her head high. Even when she was forced to beg, she did it with pride and
perseverance--not afraid of what tomorrow might bring. I find a role model in these type of women. When I compare myself to the heroes I find that I am weak and the only way to become such a woman as that, is to take risks and go on, even when life is tough.