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      <title>For Discussion: Passage or scene from Beloved by Professor Diana Paulin</title>
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      <description>How does the passage speak to the theme or concept that you have chosen or from the Spillers article?</description>
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         <author>msimons31</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Oh, baby," said Mrs. Jones. "Oh, baby."<br>Denver looked up at her. She did not know it then, but it was the word "baby," said softly and with such kindness, that inaugurated her life in the word as a woman.&nbsp;<br>(pp. 292 in&nbsp;<em>Beloved</em>)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-10-05 05:05:54 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Beloved phrases</title>
         <author>ryanallen9</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"some who eat nasty themselves    I do not eat     the men without skin bring us their morning water to drink    we have none    at night I cannot see the dead man on my face    daylight comes through the cracks and I can see his locked eyes    I am not big," (248)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-10-05 20:01:20 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>&quot;Sethe no longer combed her hair or splashed water on her face. She sat in the chair licking her lips like a chastised child while Beloved ate up her life, took it, swelled up with it, grew taller on it. And the older women yielded it up without a murmur&quot; P. 295</title>
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         <pubDate>2022-10-05 20:05:36 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Page 302</title>
         <author>ksablone1</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"The future was sunset; the past something to leave behind. And if it didn't stay behind, well, you might have to stomp it out. Slave life; freed life--every day was a test and a trial. Nothing could be counted on in a world where even when you were a solution you were a problem"&nbsp;<br><br>- Memory as a major theme in Beloved. This quote reflects on how memories, and the past, lives with the characters in the present day, and even into their future. The memory of slavery, and the traumas it has inflicted upon these characters, haunts them to this day. A theme we see throughout the entirety of the novel, with each character and their own battles with past traumas all stemming from slavery. </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-10-05 20:09:14 UTC</pubDate>
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         <author>magsamaral8</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"That anybody white could take your whole anything that came to mind." Not just work, kill, or maim you, but dirty you. Dirty you bad you couldn't like yourself anymore. Dirty you so bad you forget who you were and couldn't think it up" (295).</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-10-05 20:22:26 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>&quot;The more colored people spent their strength trying to convince [whitepeople] how gentle they were, how clever and loving, how human, the more they used themselves up to persuade whites of something Negroes believed could not be questioned, the deeper and more tangled the jungle grew inside. But it wasn&#39;t the jungle blacks brought with them to this place from the other (livable) place. It was the jungle whitefolks planted in them&quot; (254).</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>I especially found this passage important in light of the article on intersectionality. In short, the black experience is one of extreme and utter exhaustion of having to counter the myriad misconceptions and blatant racism that has been inflicted on the black population for hundreds of years. The fact that white people have been the aggressors and perpetrators of the severest crimes against humanity, yet it has fallen, and continues to fall, on the black population to do the work and prove white people wrong, is gaslighting on the societal level.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-10-05 21:32:00 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>&quot;The willingness to name, make visible, again and again, describe and analyze structures of domination is a laborious act for black women, one that can be emotionally and politically taxing. Yet, this act of witnessing, for self and for others, for naming what others seek to ignore or normalize, is a black feminist asset, a practice of love, tenderness, and of political world making&quot; P.119 </title>
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         <pubDate>2022-10-05 22:00:05 UTC</pubDate>
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