Some people haven’t got the best conditions from the start of their lifes, and for those people it can easier end in criminality. In this story written by Joanna Scott in 2000, we meet a pickpocket who has grown up with crimes. He has committed crimes since he was little. One day he meet a kid, and he learns to give instead of take.
The type of narrator in this story is an omniscient first-person narrator. I know that, because I become aware of our narrator's thoughts and feelings. One can argue that the omniscient first-person narrator is good for getting a deeper insight of our narrator. I know him better as if it was a third-person narrator.
I think Joanna Scott has written this story in an alluring way. It works like an account, where I must keep on reading, and the more I read, the more I also get to know about the main character. The tone in the story is very narrative. I want to know what happens next.
Our main charakter is a boy. He hasn’t had a safe and calm childhood. His father left him and his mother when he was a little boy, and he hasn’t heard from him since. He don’t like his mother. One can argue that he blame his mother for the person he is today. It may also be one of the reasons why he calls his mom ugly: “She’s this ugly lady who wears a black curly wig and cries constantly” (P.1 L.16). He is not proud of himself, and he’s sad because he had a rootless childhood. One can argue that he tries to make it all good, when he invite the little boy to come with him, and they finds the fortune cookies. Our narrator make a good thing out of giving something instead of taking something. It makes him feel like a person who’s not useless and he takes responsibility for the first time in his life: “The Kid pointed at the bag full of fortunes. “Can i still have those?” The tears threatened to come again so I cleared my throat. “Sure. Sure you can. Didn’t I tell you they’re yours?”(P.4 L.143). One can argue that our narrator can see himself through the little boy. It doesn’t seems like the little boy like his father, and our narrator has the exact same problems with his mother. One can argue that our narrator needs someone to become attached to. His father is gone, and he don’t like his mother. There are not many persons in his life left, so when he meet this little boy he feels the crumbs of what we call friendship.
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