Authors Note: This is a point of view essay on the book “The
Outsiders”. Where I tell the point of view from another character from the book
In the book “The Outsiders”. The story is told through
Pony’s eyes. You get to see what he sees. What I wonder is how would the story
be told through the Socs Eye’s. Would Pony’s journey be altered if you saw what
other people saw? That’s what I hope to answer in my point of view essay, in
which I will write an excerpt of what I think would fit in the book if it were
to be told by Bob the main antagonist on the soc side.
“Man these greaser’s are such a pain” I said “Well, Bob they
haven’t done anything wrong” “ Yeah they
did, they’re greasers where suppose to beat up on them” I snapped “But” “But nothing there below us in society”
and that end our brief conversation. Our town has been like that for years, are
parents were like that and their parents were like that. It’s just the way
things are. Are they far? No. Is it right? No even in the slightest. Do we
still do it? Yup. That’s not even the worst part, the way those kids have it is
hard yes, but not like we have it. We both have our different issues, like they
don’t have the nice things we do. On the contrast we are put to a higher
stander in so getting drunk, smoking and doing anything that isn’t high class approved.
They don’t have any standers or code that they have to follow, no stress or
pressure of getting good grade, all they have do to is be hoods.
That brings me to my next point. People should be labeled because
of how they dress, act and talk. Now I know you’re going to look at what I have
wrote in the last paragraph and how I said “...there where below us in society,…they’re
greasers where suppose to beat up on them…” The only reason I say that is because
I’m the leader of the Socs, these kids younger than me need something to believe
in. Now before tell them to join a club or root for a sports team, I don’t mean
it like that, I mean to keep them away from killing, drugs and alcohol that
stuff. Yes bulling other kids isn’t the best way to do it but it’s the only
option, you would do it to if you were in my position.
I've done things I’m not proud of. We all have. The worst
thing I had ever done was beat up a greaser… you know I should use that word
anymore. A young kid named Johnny was walking alone in the park, me and my
buddies were rolling by and the guy in
the back says “let’s jump him”. Right here would've been the perfect spot to
keep driving but if I did that I would've gotten grilled and called a chicken
so we continued. We jumped out of the car and…. I don’t even want to write what
happened. What I did. I stayed up the whole night praying that kid would be
alright, crying. Well I don’t want to write any more. I think I’m going to go
talk to that Johnny kid and say I’m sorry.
