The Story is about a young girl name Precious. Precious wants so much going for her self just to impress a boy name Neville Campbell. Precious’s mother Lucille, who knows how Precious feels for Neville tries to stop her from acting so pathetic and to worry about school then some boy who not even paying any attention to you.
Precious strengths were to be happy with Neville. Happiness was all she really wanted. She wasn’t thinking negative about the consequences that could affect her later on she was just thinking about how she was going to have Neville like her and want her as his girlfriend.
“She dreamed of strolling on the sand with a sweet-looking boy, arm in arm and affectionate, the envy of all the boys-less girls out there.”
But the envy of girls that Precious didn’t have was long hair. Forget the thighs, or nice long legs or nice pretty skin. It was hair that she thought her man liked on girls. The long hair that flows as the wind combs threw it. The sparkly water glimpse going threw it as the water run threw it.
“You see those girls? How do they do it? Precious wondered.. Both girls had plentiful hair: hair that lifted in the wind and fanned around the shoulders, hair that caressed their cheeks, tempting boys to touch it.”
Precious’s mom Lucille only wanted her daughter to learn and be educated and not fall behind no boy! Boys cause trouble. She wanted her to find happiness in her self and not after any boy.
“Massa God, please bless my daughter, let her have ambition and sense. And I beg you, Lord, please let her turn out good.
It was for her daughter sake that she didn’t want her to get pregnant.
“Boy trouble, it had to be, for as far as she knew Precious had had no chance to get into baby trouble-yet.”
Precious wasn’t worried about nobody but her. All she was thinking about is how she was going to get some long hair so she went and sinned.
“Precious decided on braids, the least expensive option.”
Lucille did not approve of extensions at all.
“Precious ran in her mom room to wake her up and as she looked she said hmm…Lucille, who did not approve of extensions at all”
“More trouble coming said Lucille”
As precious was getting carried away with her hair, she dozed off and went to sleep but woke up the next morning with trouble. Her beautiful braids that Sister Pauline had put in had came out her hair. They were all scattered over her bed. She weeped and weeped over and then ran in her mom’s room showing her new bald look.
“Oh my God! Oh my God! Precious scream as more of her extensions were coming out.”
“You see where vanity leads you? Lucille muttered.”
Precious went from, extensions and potions to have Neville notice her and neither one of them worked because she just wasn’t Neville type.
“Neville was with a white girl”
When Precious hair started growing with Potion Sister Homelia gave her. She began to act new as if she was a stuck and she didn’t know anybody any more. She thought a lot of girls envied her. Even her best friend Lindy.
“She just jealous! Precious told her self.”
Precious thought with her new growing hair she could get Neville because it made her feel good about her self and she just knew Neville liked long haired girls.
Precious was living for Pleasure Happiness. She was only living for the future and to satisfy someone else. Neville who was meaning happiness because he may have payed attention to Precious but he payed more attention to other girls that was his type and meaning. Even though Precious nevered even dared to try and listen to her mom. Her mom Lucille was still trying to help Precious live Engagement happiness. Not just to fit in but to be happy and have an education too.
If I was a counselor I will tell Precious to live her life and not try to live for other people. Do things what makes Precious happy because only Precious can do that. Not her mom, not the boy Neville, and not even the people who tried to help her out. I will tell Precious beauty comes in every one and especially her!
“Precious and her hair”
My strengths and Precious strengths together are similar because we both want to be happy. We don’t have long to live sometimes so we try to do things that’s going to make us satisfied and from being hungry. Meaning from wanting all the time from others ( begging). But the strengths I have that are different from Precious is I know how to make something come to me rather than make me come to it. You have to learn to put your self because only you can control who you are and what you do. You can’t let other people come beside you or even the important people like your family. And it’s always good to listen.