Hope, Dreams, and Pride
(Walter’s point of view)
As my
father says, “Seem like God didn’t see fit to give the black man nothing but
dreams – but He did give us children to make them dreams seem worth while”
(Hansberry 46). A man can swallow his
pride – but he don’t got no right to swallow someone else’s. Today, I was ’bout ready to swallow mine, though
it was gonna darn near kill me, ’cause
we needed that money, man, we needed it bad.
But Travis … he’s my boy. And I
just couldn’t take from him that feeling that we are equal people, and have got
the right to walk the earth just as much as any white man does. Me and my family – we’re simple people. And my wife, Ruth, is gonna bring us another
baby. Who am I to tell that baby he or
she don’t count as much as the white folks do?
Who am I, man, Who – am – I? I
got me some dreams. I’m gonna make a great
life for my family yet. My last dream
done “Dr[ied] up like a raisin in the sun,” (Hughes) but I’ve learned my
lesson. A man don’t need no millions of
dollars to be happy. I’ve got a dream
where all men, woman, and children, black and white, can respect each other as
equals. I’ve got a dream of a world
where no man has to be any other man’s servant, just his own. I’ve got a dream where a man can earn his
place, “brick by brick” (Hansberry 148).
I’ve got a dream that my sister is going to be a doctor, that our Mother
is going to retire in peace, that my wife will be a lovely mother of two
beautiful children. A man can get down
on his luck, down on himself. He can
think about giving up his dreams. But,
for the sake of his family, not just those who are family by blood but family
by brotherhood, he’s got to pick himself up and keep dreaming. I’ve got myself a dream – and it’s going to “explode”
(Hughes).
"Montage of a Dream Deferred"
What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up / Like a raisin in the
sun?
Or fester like a sore - /And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over - /Like a syrupy
sweet?
Maybe it just sags / Like a heavy load.
Or does it explode?
- Langston Hughes