Feed on

It’s your imagination, she promised; he was going to have to deal with her soon enough– no sense making him see her until he actually had to” (Eisenberg 279).

In “The Girl who Left her Sock on the Floor,” Eisenberg carefully traces Francie’s discovery of her identity starting with her mother’s death. As readers, we hardly know anything about Francie, except that she skips school, calls a teacher a “Sex Machine” daily, and violates the dress code. But, at the same time, Francie doesn’t really know anything about herself either. While reading this, it was almost like we were experiencing this journey first-hand because we were finding out more about her character when she found out that her mother was dead, her father was alive, etc.

I chose this quote because it was her revelation at the end of the story. While reading about her mother, you could clearly tell France and her mother were nothing alike. Francie’s mother wouldn’t dare leave a sock on the floor–but in her alleged father’s apartment it was “pretty and pleasantly messy, with interesting stuff all over the place,” almost like her (Eisenberg 279). It seemed that Francie was comfortable with this place, so comfortable that she was content with leaving things how they were at the moment and not going through with meeting her father. She realized that she already discovered herself, for the time being at least.

Comments are closed.