Sally, who taught you to paint your eyes like Cleopatra? And if I roll the little brush with my tongue and chew it to a point and dip it in the muddy cake, the one in the little red box, will you teach me?
Sally is the girl with eyes like Egypt and nylons the color of smoke. The boys at school think shes beautiful because her hair is shiny black like raven feathers and when she laughs, she flicks her hair back like a satin shawl over her shoulders and laughs.
How does this chapter connect to what it means to be American? In this chapter, having the pursuit of happiness means being an American. Sally is limited. She can't wear makeup in front of her dad but when she does she is happy. And being happy is what gives her the happiness of being an American.
Her father says to be this beautiful is trouble. They are very strict in his religion. They are not supposed to dance. He remembers his sisters and is sad. Then she can't go out.
Sally, do you sometimes wish you didn't have to go home? Do you wish your feet would one day keep walking and take you far away from Mango Street, far away and maybe your feet would stop in front of a house, a nice one with
You become a different Sally. You pull your skirt straight, you rub the blue paint off of your eyelids. You don't laugh, Sally. You look at your feet and walk fast to he house you can't come out from.
flowers and big windows and steps for you to climb up two by two upstairs to where a room is waiting for you. ...
... when all you wanted, all you wanted, Sally, was to love and to love and to love and to love, and no one could call that crazy.