Hello, I am looking for someone to write an essay on Edwidge Danticat's 'Brother, I'm Dying'. It needs to be at least 1000 words.Download file to see previous pages... It is important to note that for

Hello, I am looking for someone to write an essay on Edwidge Danticat's 'Brother, I'm Dying'. It needs to be at least 1000 words.

It is important to note that for the father Mira there was an actual sense of being exiled from Haiti, as evidenced by the way he kept close ties with his brother who was left there, in Joseph, and in the way he summed up the result of his long life. He was there in the US to raise his family, not because he wanted to, but that circumstances essentially beyond his control meant that he had to go to the US in order that his family may live and be spared from the horrors of life in Haiti. This is made clear from the way Mira, for instance, summed up the frustration that he felt when his brother Joseph was buried not in Haiti, where he and his brother felt really at home, but in Queens, in a foreign land where, from his words, he seemed to have felt like an outsider. His sentiments were that his brother Joseph should not have been even staying in the United States, and Joseph should not have been buried in Queens. If their homeland, Haiti, according to him, were given the opportunity to be the kind of country that he imagined it could be, then not he, Mira, his family, and certainly not his brother Joseph would have wanted to stay in America. This is of course speaking not from the material level, on the level of the economic and material opportunities that America offered, but from a more spiritual perspective, from a man who was keenly aware that there are more vital things that all the material wealth in the world cannot compensate for. Yes America was the land of opportunity and the land of milk and honey for many people, but for people like him, who make the sacrifice to live in America when their hearts are in their homelands, such things do not matter when confronted with the death of their loved ones, and with their own deaths as well. There is another reality that transcends the outside reality of material wealth and integration with American society for the children. For the parents, it is that other reality that loom large. It is the reality as the father Mira sensed it everyday, thinking of his family and carving out a marginal living on the streets of America, as a cab driver. To be sure the children have done well, and suffer fewer psychic devastation from not having had to be separated from a homeland different from America, except in the case of the Edwidge, who spent the first 12 years of her life in Haiti, and who feels an affinity for Joseph, who she looked up to as a father figure not unlike her real father Mira. The children have done well, and we imagine that their children's children too, the grandchildren of Mira, will likewise do well. Yet it is on the back of the experience of exile of their parents, of Mira and of Joseph, that such well-being of the children and the future generations of their family in America have been secured. It is a steep sacrifice that would lead to the sad and somewhat absurd death of Joseph, detained by the very authorities to which they entrusted their future. It is this absurd state of affairs too, that would lead to the death of Mira, and to the posthumous and final exile of their mortal remains from Haiti.