Personal Narrative: The Stolen Party

When I was younger, my parents always told me to eat my vegetables. Just like any other child, I refused to ingest disgusting collard greens and sour tomatoes. But, my loathing of vegetables changed when my parents told me about the power of carrots. They told me eating carrots often would protect me from the horrors of wearing glasses. I didn’t want to wear glasses for the rest of my life, so of course I began consuming carrots. But, I found out my parents tricked me into eating healthy food the day they took me to the eye doctor. I couldn't make out the letters from the seventh line of the eye exam chart, so I picked out a pair of glasses. I had to accept disappointment and the lies my parents made me believe, just like Rosaura.

Rosaura believed she was having a wonderful time at the party and I believed carrots would maintain perfect vision. In reality, Senora Ines was making Rosaura secretly work for her. My parents did something similar by fooling me into eating my vegetables. At the end of the short story, Rosaura had, “a cold, clear look that fixed itself on Senora Ines’s face.” Similarly, I gazed bitterly at my parents through a pair of hot pink glasses. Although Rosaura and I had related stories, she had the security of her mother, whereas I did not.

At the end of the story, Rosaura presses close to her mother for protection from Senora Ines’ wicked intentions. In my personal experience, I was upset with my parents from lying to me about eating vegetables. I expressed outrage towards them because I ended up with glasses. I didn’t realize it then, but my parents were actually trying to protect me from being unhealthy and filled with junk food. This is similar to the beginning of “The Stolen Party” when Rosaura’s mother didn’t approve of her attending the party. Rosaura’s mom and my parents were only trying to protect their children from the real