Upward Mobility
1. Martin Espadaâs âWho Burns for the Perfection Paperâ is a window into the mobility of laborer to a law student. I found it interesting how he would put the description of the paper in its own line. You can go through the poem and read every other line and the poem has a new meaning. The poem offers very vivid visuals on what his work was like. At first I was a bit confused by the titled, the work âPerfection Paperâ threw me off. Then adding âWho Burnsâ I believe he chose the word burns for its duality in the title. Burns both describes the physical feeling he had in his hands, and the fact that paper burns very easily, I took this into a metaphoric meaning of the American Dream also burning up quickly when someone realizes how this country is constructed. Reading down the poem further the phrase âI knew that every legal pad- was glued with the sting of hidden cutsâ was the one that resonated the most with me. Â With this phrase Espada is communicating that he never forgot his struggle. He had moved up in the world, but not only did the physical cuts from his labor stay with him but the mental âcutsâ of being so young and working right after school stayed with him. The poem is also a bit ironic in the fact that out of all the jobs in the world he used to make legal pads. The first portion of the poem builds up the irony, focusing on the paper itself and adding in his perception of it. When the reader moves to the second portion, it brings the whole poem full circle and answers the basic question of âwhy is this poet writing about paperâ but you then see what the paper represents to him. Â
2. When I was younger I moved to Las Vegas and went to school in a really rich area. My family didnât live in the area but my mom was a grade school teacher and wanted me to go to school close to her job. Coming from a low income area in Seattle, I had no idea what it would be like to be around super rich kids. The girls my age had clothes that would cost hundreds of dollars- and that would only be their jackets. I remember distinctly, there was this huge trend to wear Juicy Couture track jackets. One jacket cost 178.00 dollars, I would constantly go into the store and just walk around looking for ANYTHING that had the logo and was under 30.00 dollars, to my 12 year old selfâs despair I could only afford some socks. I would go back to school and I felt like every single girl had a Juicy Couture jacket. Being the new girl in school I wanted nothing more than to just fit in and be like everyone else, it was major culture shock for me coming from Seattle. I used to wear super big hoops and colorful shirts- that was the opposite of what girls wore in Vegas. I remember my mom trying to appease me by buying jackets that looked like the ones from Juicy but were just generic colors. I wanted the ones just like the other girls, a fuzzy jacket with âJuicyâ in big sequined letters. Looking back I would never in a million years wear that, but young me used to just fawn over them.














