Today Walter’s business partner came and revealed the ugly
truth about what my son had done with the money. I trusted him with the money
from my husband’s flesh and he let me down. He let his entire family down. He
told me that I had destroyed his dreams when he learned bout my purchase of the
house but he still doesn't acknowledge that he ruined Beneatha’s. Where
did I go wrong in raising these children???
Now that my frustration and anger has faded, I have had some
time to reflect on what happened. I think this event has taught my family a lot.
Walter finally became a man. He wouldn't say a thing back when Ruth was
considering killing a child. But he stood up for our beliefs and didn't sell
himself out when Mr. Linder came. Beneatha might have learned to stop
criticizing her brother all the time and love him instead. Yea we done lost a
whole lot of money but its all right cuz money isn't important anyway. That man
Willy might have actually helped my family. God made Walter a man at the best possible
time. Had he been a child when we moved to that cracker neighborhood, I dunno
what would have happened to us. But me, Brother, Ruth, and Beneatha will do
fine there now.





