Y by Celona Marjorie

An individuality is a role played by an individual expressed with modern customs and a varied lifestyle based on self-decision. People tend to warp their personalities when confronting to people with different personalities in the auberge. Some individuals are conceptive with their own individualism dapple new(prenominal)s are unsure and put out their seek to fit in. No one appears to be discharge from the harsh realities offered by the equivocalness of human identity. Kathleen McCartys numbers The World We Live In is about people who do non accept their identity because they are sacred of the society they live in.\nMarjorie Celinas newfangled Y on the other hand is about a girl named Shannon who is anxious to crawl in about her birth parents so she can find the uniqueness in her identity. While McCarty demonstrates that individuals slip their identity in magnitude to align to societys expectations and remove their chances of being judged, Celona stresses that rou ghly people are born(p) with a lost identity and until they succeed to find the cabalistic truth of their lives, they do non feel involved in this humanness. Even though McCarty and Celona befuddle different analogy in portraying loss of identity, they two focus on the immensity of distinctive individualism.\nMcCarty and Celona made an undreamt of use of whole step to parade that humans must search for their unique identity and conform to it. McCarty with the use of sympathetic tone describes that when people try to amount others, they are left somewhere in the middle as not only they get their own identity alone also fail to be the one they are nerve-racking to follow. McCarty gives a beautiful meaning in her poem, Be a little different and male parentt be afraid, // Of the humanness you live in, // A world you fall in made, (McCarty 25-27) This world belongs every bit to each individual residing on this sphere, hence they all have equal rights to be themselves a nd not be judged. Similarly Celona in her novel Y describes Shannons life ...