innocence and faith

300 words
Read the Foreword and up to page 32 and with the reading in mind, comment on only one of the options, a, b, c, or d below, and connect it one of the quotations from 1-19. Make sure you use your own words (do not plagiarize).
“Here is a house. It is green and white. It has a red door. It is very pretty. Here is the family. Mother, Father, Dick and Jane live in the green-and-white house” (Morrison, p.3).
Autumn
“Our innocence and faith were no more productive than his lust or despair. What is clear now is that of all of that hope, fear, lust, love, and grief, nothing remains but Pecola and the unyielding earth.”(Morrison, p.7).
“Our illness is treated with contempt, foul Black Draught, and castor oil that blunts our minds” (Morrison, p. 10).

Quotations from the Foreword to Page 32
“Rosemary Vallianucci, our next-door friend who lives above her father’s café, sits in a 1939 Buick eating bread and butter. She rolls down the window to tell my sister Frieda and me that we can’t come in” (Morrison, p. 9).
“Our house is old, cold and green” (Morrison, p. 10).
“When we catch colds, they shake their heads in disgust at our lack of consideration” (Morrison, p. 10).
“I do not know that she is not angry at me, but at my sickness” (Morrison, p. 11).
“So when I think of autumn, I think of somebody with hands who does not want me to die” (Morrison, p. 12).
“You see anything around here you’d marry?” (Morrison, p. 14).
“We do not, cannot, know the meanings of all their words, … So we watch their faces, their hands, their feet, and listen for truth in timbre” (Morrison, p. 15).
“A case was coming—a girl who had no place to go” (Morrison, p. 16).
“There is a difference between being put out and being put outdoors” (Morrison, p. 17).
“Our peripheral existence, however, was something we had learned to deal with—probably because it was abstract” (Morrison, p. 17).
“Frieda brought her four graham crackers on a saucer and some milk in a blue-and-white Shirley Temple cup. She was a long time with the milk, and gazed at it fondly at the silhouette of Shirley Temple’s face” (Morrison, p. 19).
“The special, the loving gift was always a big blue-eyed Baby doll. From the chucking sounds of adults I knew that the doll represented what they though was my fondest wish” (Morrison, p. 20).
“I had one desire: to dismember it. To see of what it was made, to discover the dearness, the beauty, the desirability that had escaped me, but apparently only me” (Morrison, p. 20).
“The emotion of years of unfulfilled longing preened in their voices” (Morrison, p. 21).
“The best hiding place was love” (Morrison, p. 23).
“Then having told everybody and everything off, she would burst into song and sing the rest of the day” (Morrison, p. 24).
“Bible say feed the hungry… But I ain’t feeding no elephants” (Morrison, p. 27).
“Me carrying the little-girl-gone-to-woman pants” (Morrison, p. 31).
“How do you get someone to love you?” (Morrison, p. 32).