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Going Places with Sophie

Sophie as imagined by Copilot Designer

Going Places is a short story by A R Barton prescribed for grade 12 students of a Central Education Board in India (CBSE). Sophie, the young protagonist, is just completing her school and will soon be working in a biscuit factory near her home as most girls of her socioeconomic class usually do. Sophie doesn’t want that future, though. She has big dreams. She wants to open a boutique, or become an actress, or be a fashion designer. She is in love with Danny Casey, the national football champion, and believes that he reciprocates the love. She believes that her fantasies about her meeting Danny in the arcade are real.

Her father who is very practical and realistic has only contempt for Sophie’s fantasies. “One of these days you’re going to talk yourself into a load of trouble,” he warns his dreamer-daughter. The father is a traditional patriarch who works hard to get the family moving from day to day. He can be rough and blunt. He doesn’t know anything about the art of subtlety. At any rate, he won’t sugarcoat a bit when it comes to Sophie’s fantasies. But he is not a bad person, not at all. On the contrary, he embodies the ethos of the working class – hard work, earning an honest living, and being content with his lot in life. His life is defined by his labour and the limitations of his socioeconomic class.

Sophie, on the other hand, is an escapist of sorts. She doesn’t want her father’s working-class ethos and environs. She yearns for the glitter of a glamorous world where thousands of people will be rising with thunderous applause to welcome her.

I made all this clear enough as best as I could in my grade 12 classes where more than 170 students listen to me every day in five sections. Now the terminal exam is over and my students’ answer sheets are giving me both shocks and giggles.

The question I asked from this story was about Sophie’s aspirations and their constraints. Most students wrote good or at least satisfactory answers. But, to my surprise, an interpretation that I had never imagined appeared in a significant number of answers. These students blamed Sophie’s father for being “rude,” “arrogant,” “insensitive,” “domineering,” and so on. And some of them approved of Sophie’s fantasies!

This does bother me. I see quite many of my students taking life too easy. They don’t seem concerned about anything at all; neither about their future nor about what’s happening in the world around. They want to have fun wherever they are. Fun, for them, is kidding around and nothing more. Life seems to be a dream for them. A fantasy.  

If I tell them this, they will snigger at me. They think I have become outdated, a walking anachronism. They don’t know that my thinking is far more revolutionary than theirs because they have never tried to gauge me, let alone understand me even superficially. Do they try to understand anyone at all, even themselves?

Let me offer my counsel to Sophie. My students are free to take it or leave it.

·      Dream big, but ground your dreams in reality. Dreams are the seeds of possibilities. But they can only flourish when planted in the soil of reality.

·      Develop practical skills. Dreams are wings. The fuel for flying comes from your skills.

·      Value what you have. That room where your father sits eating shepherd’s pie in one corner, with mother doing the dishes in another, and dirty linen piled up in yet another, has its own value if you care to discover it. In fact, you may have to begin your flight right from there.

·      Don’t fear hard work. Nothing worth having comes easily. Hard work is the ultimate secret of success, in spite of all the motivational talks you might have heard about smart work and other pep pills.

·      Build confidence in yourself. You should be your own light, Sophie. Don’t stand in the shadow of someone like Danny Casey or Geoff. Trust your instincts and work towards what you want with confidence. Success will be yours.

Comments

  1. Youth is wasted on the young. We try to impart the knowledge that we've gleaned from decades of living in this world, but the kiddos just won't believe that we actually know where they're coming from. Some have to learn things the hard way.

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    1. I learnt it the hard way. So I can understand my students. But I feel sad for them because they don't understand the authenticity of other people...

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  2. Hari OM
    Wise counsel indeed... but then, I am at that stage in life where I offer it rather than take it, and young ears/egos are rarely receptive! Never give up trying, though. YAM xx

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  3. It's interesting to see how students interpreted Sophie's father's character. While he might seem harsh, he's ultimately trying to protect her from disappointment. The story offers valuable lessons about the importance of balancing dreams with reality and the role of hard work in achieving success.

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    1. Youngsters today don't want any sort of control. They won't like Sophie's father because of this. That's dangerous.

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  4. I guess I was also like Sophie when I was her age but I learnt fast and soon became a diligent lifer. In one of the Korean serials that I am addicted to nowadays a girl in her twenties falls in love with a middle aged man justifying her feelings for him stating that they can see through each other since they both have pitiful existence of those who move through life industriously but without excitement or happiness! There are books which tell us to follow our passion so as not to regret later. On the contrary, though I led a very "routine" life bogged down by my own righteousness and hard labour I am still undecided whether it would or could have been better any other way. Dreams can also be flawful too. I learnt the hard way though.

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    1. Dream vs fantasy - Sophie didn't learn that difference.

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  5. I think this clearly highlights the generational differences in perspectives between the youth and the older generation. As a 19-year-old who graduated 12th grade two years ago during the Covid era of the CBSE term-based pattern, I didn’t get to study this chapter because it was removed from our syllabus. However, I was genuinely curious to read it, and doing so now perfectly illustrates the counterpoints between our views.

    Firstly, the youth of your and the author's time and that of today are worlds apart. For instance, Sophie’s disdain for the biscuit factory and the skepticism around her dream of owning a boutique may have seemed realistic to you, but for us, it doesn’t resonate as strongly. In this era, we’ve witnessed numerous successful startups and businesses founded by young people. For example, one of my friends, who comes from a middle-class family, managed to buy herself a BMW at 18 using profits from her own business. Stories like hers shape the way we view ambition and opportunity, making Sophie’s dreams seem not as far-fetched as they might have in the past.

    I believe stories like these should evolve with the times. The main reason many of us sympathize with Sophie and view her father as rude is that, today, parents are generally more supportive of their children’s aspirations. Unlike the past, when opportunities were limited, parents now often go the extra mile to help us achieve our goals because they understand what it feels like to lack such support. In our experience, what separates people from success is often sheer willpower and determination. The rise of platforms like TikTok and YouTube has opened unconventional paths to earning money and achieving success, challenging traditional career norms. Also I felt Sophie’s father wasn’t just critical of her dreams but dismissive of her as a person, especially in his reaction to Danny Casey. His typical cynicism might have contributed to Sophie fabricating such elaborate lies—perhaps she felt her real-life experiences were never met with excitement or validation. Would she have felt the need to make up stories if her family had been more enthusiastic about her genuine interests?

    I guess i crossed over the word limit but I would like to add the fact that while reading the Flamingo textbook, I couldn’t help but notice how many stories seemed to reflect male chauvinistic attitudes, like the fathers in the Japanese story and The Wizard and the Skunk

    Btw i love your contents especially the ones critical of Narendra Modi, hehe.... this is just my personal opinion, whilst agreeing the fact that the Author's version must be held correct i feel these chapters must also adapt with our new coming viewpoints, Like the fact author felt Jhansi would have been the ideal version of what Sophie should have been

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    1. Thsnk you. I'll forward this to my students for enlightened reference.

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