Today I read Eudora Welty's "Petrified Man" and Tennessee William's A Streetcar Named Desire. I read both of these in preparation for the 11th grade English class I will teach next year. I read A Streetcar Named Desire when I was in high school, and again my Freshman year of college but somehow this time around I couldn't remember how it ended. I knew it was bad. A killing? A dead baby? A rape? And of course I held onto the naive hope that Stella and Blanche actually leave Stanley for good.
I was devastated by the ending. Even though I've read so many texts with similar story lines, the way this ended punched me in the gut.
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