Memoir- House On Mango Street

House On Mango Street

     The author of House on Mango Street is Sandra Cisneros. The title of the book is House on Mango Street because she used to live in a house on Mango Street, and this is where she grew up and went through her teenage years. The memoir is about a Mexican girl named Esperanza, and how she grew up in the United States in poverty. The author organized the memoir in vignettes.

     She learns that she didn’t want to be a stereotypical woman. She didn’t want to have the future as the other Mexican women have; being bossed around by their husbands.

     I thought that the book was okay, though it wasn't my type of book. This book is more recommendable to people who are looking to read a book about how people-specially people that are have different ethnical backgrounds-live in poverty. A couple of the vignettes of the book were a bit interesting, and some of the vignettes left you thinking about how harsh Esperanza’s life was when she was a teenager.


Lines We Love:
“Está muerto, and then as if he had heard the news himself, crumples like a coat and cries, my brave Papa cries.” (56)
“Hard to imagine her legs once strong, the bones had and parting water, clean sharp strokes, not bent and wrinkled like a baby, not drowning under the sticky yellow light.” (59)
“She is always sad like a house on fire-always something wrong.” (84)