Another Perspective of Every Day Use By Mia Sapienza

       In "Every Day Use" Mama narrates and passes down quilts to her daughter Maggie, in which she promised her. Yet Mama's other daughter Dee (Wangero) wants to have the quilts. In Mama's perspective, she feels that Maggie deserves to have the quilts because she seems to care more about her family and she has always been a little more mistreated then Dee (Dee is more educated and wants to be in a higher rank of society then from Maggie, who takes it day by day and still respects her family). Although if this story had another perspective instead of Mama's, would anything change? Would we be able to tell if owning the two quilts would mean a great importance to that person? In My "Another Perspective of Every Day Use" I will write the perspective of Maggie. The conversation will be between Maggie and her sister Dee. 
       Knock, Knock, Knock. "Who is it?" said Mama. Dee had just arrived at the house, and God only knows what she could possibly want on such a random day. "I've come to visit, where is Maggie at?" Dee said. "She'll be down in one minute Dee, what brings you over?" Mama said. "Oh just decided to come over and spend time with you and Maggie, that's all." I had just walked down stairs, and when I saw Dee standing there, I was happy to see my sister. I quickly gave her a hug and we all sat down to talk. Every one was hungry and dinner had just been finished being prepared. "Mmm...Collard greens, pork and sweet potatoes, my favorite!" Said Dee. Everyone had been sitting on the chairs that daddy had built when we couldn't afford any. "Oh Mama, i never realized how lovely these benches are!" Dee said rubbing her hands along the benches. "Hmm, that's it i knew there was something i wanted to ask you if i could have" Said Dee. As we continued to eat our food, Dee ran over to Uncle Buddy's old churn. Uncle Buddy had whittled it by himself years back. Then Dee saw the Dasher, and asked if Uncle Buddy had also Whittled it. I looked at her in disappointment, because she had grown up with me in this house and didn't even know the importance of our family's belongings. I said " Aunt Dee's first husband whittled the dash Dee, His nickname was Stash." Now as soon as I thought Dee was done grabbing whatever she could, she noticed two quilts. Two quilts that Mama had promised i could have, they were made of clothing from Grandma's old dresses and Paisley Shirts from Grandpa. As well as Great Grandpa Ezra's uniform that he wore in the Civil War. "Mama, may i please have these quilts?" said Dee in the sweetest way possible. I thought to myself over and over "Mama won't agree, she promised me both quilts, why does Maggie always have to have everything." 
         "Why don't you just take one or two of the other ones Dee", Mama Asked. "...No, i don't want those ones." Said Dee in disappointment. I looked at Dee in disgust, I could not believe how greedy she had been acting. Of Course i didn't want to see my sister disappointed either, as much as i wanted to be a good sister and give her the quilts, they meant so much to me. Mama said "Well i don't know what to say, i promised Maggie them when she marries John Thomas." Dee was very angered, she ran over to Mama and yelled "But they are priceless! Maggie is going to destroy them in less then a couple years!." I felt very sad, but I just explained to her that heritage is something very important to me, and those quilts mean alot to me. Mama Kissed me and and said "Someday you will make something of yourself, too Maggie. Its a new day for us." All I did from that day on was smile, and continue to be proud for caring more about my family then impressing others, and owning valuable things. I knew what was really important. And for Dee, she realized the better things in life. The End.