tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49651604710730825742011-08-28T05:57:39.909-07:00Cherry Valancehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08205851442009109713noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4965160471073082574.post-48887375634993791302007-04-16T15:12:00.000-07:002007-04-16T15:21:32.495-07:00Before I enter the narrative, <a href="javascript:ScrollingPopup(">Ponyboy</a> paints the conflict between the greasers and the Socs as irreconcilable. The introduction of me, however, suggests that individual friendships can chip away at group hatreds. I get along perfectly well with some of the greasers. I like Ponyboy and <a href="javascript:ScrollingPopup(">Johnny</a> because they treat me politely. Dally’s rude antics do not amuse me. My disenchantment with Dally’s behavior suggests that I talk to Ponyboy and Johnny not because I am slumming and their greaser identity fascinates me, but rather because I like them as individuals. For a short while at least, I care more about how each boy behaves than about his West Side or East Side address.<br />Im not just a sweet, simple girl. I find myself sexually attracted to Dally, who is crass and unrefined but also sexy and charismatic. Despite all my attraction to the greasers, moreover, I am not completely free of group prejudice. I tell Ponyboy I probably will not say hello to him at school, acknowledging that I respect social divisions. Although I play a relatively small role in the novel, the ambiguity of my sympathies gives you something to which you can relate. I mirror your own perspective as someone close to the action who is nevertheless an outsider and who does not always fully understand other characters’ emotions and motivations.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4965160471073082574-4888737563499379130?l=cherryvalancefromtheoutsiders.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cherry Valancehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08205851442009109713noreply@blogger.com24