Why I Hate Greasers
I used to hate greasers. They had tried to pick up Cherry and Marcia, Bob and my girls. We were so mad that they thought they had the right to do that; they were no-hopers. The night we went to find Ponyboy and Johnny we just wanted to put them back in their place. We wanted the power restored to our superiority, because as typical socs we believed this was our right. Socs will always have more power than greasers because the socs had money and the greasers didn’t. There was a constant war between us and we, the socs, would always have the upper hand.
Bob, David, Stephen, John, and I had been out drinking and we were driving around in greaser territory when, as passed the park David spotted Ponyboy and Johnny. He yelled out to Bob and he turned around immediately. Bob had been itching for revenge …show more content…
That is until I read how Ponyboy and Johnny saved them kids from a burning church and I was awe struck. I’m not saying socs are good people, but it would take a lot of courage and guts to run into a burning building for people you didn’t even know. I don’t think many people, including me, would have been brave enough to do that. I guess when I looked at what these two did out of pure kindheartedness I compared it to my gang. We would pick on and beat up greasers for fun, we nearly killed Johnny when we bet him up and nearly drowned Ponyboy out cold-blooded revenge. When I realised how terrible and inhumane the things we did for fun were, I decided I didn’t want to be like that anymore. I didn’t want to have a part in the classism around me and just wanted to be friends with these guys. I now understood that I was just a teenage boy, not a soc anymore. I just wanted to be friends with everyone, no matter what class, wealth, socio-economic status, or anything. I noticed that I felt maybe I had a connection with the greaser boys, obviously not in the same circumstances but a connection still the
Bob, David, Stephen, John, and I had been out drinking and we were driving around in greaser territory when, as passed the park David spotted Ponyboy and Johnny. He yelled out to Bob and he turned around immediately. Bob had been itching for revenge …show more content…
That is until I read how Ponyboy and Johnny saved them kids from a burning church and I was awe struck. I’m not saying socs are good people, but it would take a lot of courage and guts to run into a burning building for people you didn’t even know. I don’t think many people, including me, would have been brave enough to do that. I guess when I looked at what these two did out of pure kindheartedness I compared it to my gang. We would pick on and beat up greasers for fun, we nearly killed Johnny when we bet him up and nearly drowned Ponyboy out cold-blooded revenge. When I realised how terrible and inhumane the things we did for fun were, I decided I didn’t want to be like that anymore. I didn’t want to have a part in the classism around me and just wanted to be friends with these guys. I now understood that I was just a teenage boy, not a soc anymore. I just wanted to be friends with everyone, no matter what class, wealth, socio-economic status, or anything. I noticed that I felt maybe I had a connection with the greaser boys, obviously not in the same circumstances but a connection still the