... as before, I sometimes participate. And every time I see the eggslicer or smell the pickles, I am reminded of our Kiev apartment, of those much-anticipated birthday parties, of the joy I felt ... appealed to the part of me that wanted to forget about social equality. That part of me wanted to live as it came and focus only on self-advancement. Du Bois appealed to the part of me that ... a part of the journey and a change in the author’s growing perspective on life. The author uses a lot of active description, which the reader can easily relate to and almost experience a part...