Life in Transit: A Personal Response to “The House on Mango Street” by Sandra Cisneros

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“The House on Mango Street” was peaceful, easy reading for me. After trudging through many short stories documenting eye-narrowing love affairs, I was slogged down, and began to despair of ever finding a decent story that I could relate to. The main character, who is also the narrator, in Sandra Cisneros' story is never named, and the characters' physical and personality attributes are never described. However, their circumstances are made clear. Her family, like mine, has moved around to different rental houses, and now owns their own home. They had to leave their latest rental in a rush, due to plumbing issues, I too have fled a rental house because of complications with leaky pipes. Finally, the protagonist realizes that each time her family moves, another member is added, which I see as a potential allegory to my own life, as far as making new friends as a result of transitions in my life. I feel as though I can relate with her, due to our similar life experiences.
The family in this story has moved around a lot throughout the protagonist's life. They desire to own a house of their own someday, and the protagonist's parents have always dreamed about how it would look, and what amenities it would have. She remembers how “[t]hey always told us that one day we would move into a house, a real house that would be ours for always so we wouldn't have to move each year. […] And we'd have a basement and at least three washrooms so when we took a bath we wouldn't have to tell everybody. Our house would be white with trees around it, a great big yard and grass growing without a fence” (Cisneros 151). My family too, has moved around quite a bit. Her parent's dreams for the house they want to provide for their family remind me...

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... “The House on Mango Street” I have moved from house to house several times in my lifetime. I have known a homelessness of spirit that is exacerbated by traveling from place to place without rest. Additionally, though I have never experienced “a landlord banging on the ceiling with a broom” (Cisneros 151), I have evacuated a rental because of complications caused by a water leak, and have gained good friends, if not family members through the moves. Unlike the protagonist in this story, I am not ashamed of the house I am living in now, nor have I been ashamed of my past living quarters, because each one has been a blessing from the hand of God. He has always provided what we needed when we needed it.

Works Cited

Cisneros, Sandra. “The House on Mango Street.” The Literature Collection. Ed. X.J. Kennedy and Dana Gioia. Pearson Education, Inc. 2013. 151. Web.

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