Angelo's Saturdays
High School: Grades 9–12
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When Angelo's mother finished she turned toward the crowd and slightly bowed her head. She smiled shyly with a downcast look, her long lashes shielding her dark eyes. The crowd clapped and complimented her on her work. A neighbor who also came from Vallelunga said, "I had no idea you do such beautiful work!" Angelo beamed as his mother grabbed his hand. Among the compliments, Angelo distinctly heard Vito say in a boastful manner, "That's my good friend Angelo's mother. Hey, Angelo, Signora Blandino, I'm over here!" Angelo ignored Vito and squeezed his mother's hand as he led her out the door. Silently they started toward home. The sun was slowly setting behind them as they walked through the tenements. He held his painting close as he kept step with his mother's brisk walk. Angelo wasn't thinking about the newspapers that had to be sold the coming week, or of the smell that would invade their apartment that night. He was already looking forward to next Saturday; another day at Hull House.
Sources
1 Peggy
Glowacki and Julia Hendry, Hull House/Images of America
(Chicago: Arcadia Publishing, 2004), 43.
2 Ibid., 13.
3 Ibid., 38.
4 According to "What Hull House Really Is," Chicago Tribune, April 28, 1895, the walls of Hull House were covered with copies classical and traditional European art.
5 Ibid.
6 Information about the Labor Museum can be found online at www.uic.edu/jaddams/hull/urbanexp/index.htm.
7 Encyclopedia
Britannica website (search word “weave”): www.britannica.com/eb/article-60767/textile.
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