Little Charity in Eudora Welty’s A Visit of Charity In the short story of “A Visit of Charity” by Eudora Welty, a fourteen-year-old girl visits two women in a home for . In the short story of “A Visit of Charity” by Eudora Welty, a fourteen-year-old girl visits two women in a home for the elderly to bring them a plant and to earn points. Writers: Tom Ptasinski (adaptation), Eudora Welty (short story) Yet, one spring day she was changed forever, changed with one simple visit, a visit of charity.

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By continuing to use this website, chqrity agree to their use. Edit Storyline Marian’s life has come to an end, or at least her family thinks so. Margot – You’re welcome. She jumped on and took a big bite out of the apple.

I worked in a nursing home during high school. Use the HTML below. In the final stage of her life, Marian finds herself being admitted to eudorw nursing home. To her surprise, Marian could not remember her name. This is Good… Reply. Staci April 13, at 9: Her small lips suddenly dropped apart, and exposed a half circle of false teeth with tan gums.

My favorite so far has been “Why I Love at the P. Under the prickly shrub she stooped and quickly, without being seen, retrieved a charify apple she had hidden there. She wondered about her—she wondered for a moment as though there was nothing else in the world to wonder about. She stopped the rocker with a neat pat of her feet and leaned toward Marian. She wore a red coat, and her straight yellow hair was hanging down loose from the pointed white cap all the little girls were wearing that year.


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Please check back, I almost always respond to comments! Marian’s life has come to an end, or at least her family thinks so. Soft whimpers came out of the small open mouth. Sign in with Facebook Other Sign in options. The first old woman had just finished putting the potted plant high, high up on top of the wardrobe, where it could hardly be seen from below.

wdlty Her yellow hair under the white cap, her scarlet coat, her bare knees flashed in the sunlight as she ran to meet the big bus rocketing through the street. Trish April 17, at 7: She stood holding the pot in an undecided way.

How dark it was! JoAnn April 15, at 7: Everything smelled wet—even the bare floor. But I ended up loving it and enjoying the elderly that I came into contact with. She has to take medicine—see? Nurse – Present Benjamin Tritle You are commenting using your Facebook account. I love that picture you posted from Girl Scouts!

“A Visit of Charity” by Eudora Welty

Staci – That’s great that you got to visit your grandmother daily! A sheep or a germ? Reluctantly accompanied by her family, the surreal event forces Marian to relive an incident from her past. One old woman was pulling the door open in short, gradual jerks, and when she saw the nurse a strange smile forced her old face dangerously awry.


The old woman in bed said nothing at all, and she did not look around. Marian suddenly pitched against the chair and sat down in it.

She seemed to rock faster and faster; Marian did not see how anyone could rock so fast. She could not see them very clearly. Well, Happy Birthday, Eudora, and thank you for all the many pages of pleasure you have given the world. Not sure where you could find it, chariyy if you can I recently purchased her collected short stories at our Borders closing sale and hope to read another of her novels in the near future, too.

I tend to buy collections, too. The nurse shrugged and rose. Tom Ptasinski adaptationEudora Welty short story. Email required Address never made public. It was a sheep that she sounded like—a little lamb. Marian, suddenly propelled by the strong, impatient arm of the nurse, saw next the side-face of another woman, even older, who was lying flat in bed with a cap on and a counterpane drawn up to her chin. Then the old woman in bed cleared her throat and spoke.

Marian stood tongue-tied; eudota hands held the potted plant.