In repsonse to Izzys Questions:
1.In Persepolis there is one point where social classes come into play and it shows you that despite a persons morals or feelings,social class comes first.On page 34,the chapter is titled "The Letter",we get a glimpse into the familys maid Mehris life.Satrapi begins to explain that Mehri came to them when she was 8,her parents were unable to take care of her.She is one child out of 14 or 15 and her parents ask Marjis family to take care of their daughter,knowing if she lived with them,she'd be fed.Two years into her living with Marjis family,Marji is born,Meri was only 10.The girls were very close,they played together,they were like sisters.The part where social classes come into play is when Mehri falls in love. "Like most peasents,she didn't know how to read or write" states Marji on page 35,and so,Marji begins to write letters to the boy next door,for Mehri. This should tells us then,who was most important in that society.Maids and the poor were not able to read or write because they were not able to go to school. Marjis father learns of the interaction between the two and decides to tell the boy the truth.He tells her Mehri is a maid,and he returns her letters,and backs off.Even Marjis father says their love is impossible,because she is merely a maid,and he is in a totally different social class.The boy turned down love,because of social class.If there was no hierarchy,no one to tell them their love was impossible and frowned upon,I don't think this would've happened.
2.Where I live now,and pretty much where I was raised,you were taught to think a certain way.Society would tell you to be aware of your surrondings and that sometimes it's not safe to step out your front door.I have grown accustom to that,being afraid to leave my house after a certain time at night,wearing the wrong thing,saying the wrong thing,society affected how I acted in my own neigborhood.When it comes to authority figures in my life,there weren't many,my parents,were pretty laid back.The cops in my neighborhood,cared about nothing until it was time to look good.I really had no one to be afraid of except the people they warned me about,in a way,they were the authority figures. Like I said before,I had to make sure I acted a certain way.
In response to Hafizahs questions:
1.Marji is an outsider frequently,but most of it is inside her head,because she makes her self feel like one.She believes that her father is not a hero,because he was not killed in prison,like her friends father was.To these children,dying like that makes you a hero,her friend makes her feel little,as shown on page 52.She feels like she is an insider when her father does go to prison,or when she realizes her grandfather was someone was important once.
2.I've felt like an outsider a lot during my middle school years.I was a bookworm who listened to weird music and basically was by herself except for my one best friend,who coincidentally was an "insider". Now,the only time I feel like an outsider,is when I really am one,at a party or someones house,where I don't know anyone.
I agree with you that social class seems to come first even when there is love involved.
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