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Tuesday Thoughts by YoTrip for August 16, 2011-“My Help, Was the Help” (Vol.5, Iss.2)


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“My Help, Was the Help”

This past weekend I like millions of others sat in a movie theatre to watch and experience the adaptation of the critically acclaimed novel, “The Help”.   The story is set in segregated Mississippi during the sixties at the height of the civil rights movement.

A young eager white socialite writer,takes a huge risk by deciding to chronicle the lives of a group of black domestics, referred to as “The Help”.  The writer wanted to tell the story of the women who cooked, cleaned, and cared for families from their viewpoint.

I must admit, I did not read the novel, that many of my friends read in three days or less. I am told the story line for “The Help” drew in it’s readers and they could not put it down until they were finished.

The movie “The Help” is under the microscope and being talked about with the novel readers wondering how the movie would mirror the book. There is also the group that will be critical to the story’s theme of revealing the outlook of the black domestics by the young white reporter.

Viewing this movie, “The Help” took me back to a time a decade later than the depicted, where “My help, was the help.” Ruth Anderson, the larger than life lady who was the wife of Joe, mother of seven and grandmother to twice as many who worked as a domestic for a family in Augusta, Georgia.

Miss Ruth rose early to care for her family before traveling to another home to perform many of the same tasks for others. My grandmother, Miss Ruth would take my sister and I with her to work as “The Help”. Miss Ruth, she worked with a sense of humility making sure everything was in tip top order for her employer. There were a few blocks that separated the world Miss Ruth lived in and the one she worked in several days a week.

For me, Miss Ruth was my Grandma and my help (she took great care of us) and the family she worked for in Old Towne. The time spent watching my Grandma, taught me to appreciate My Help, the Help to others. Salute to Ruth Washington Anderson and the countless, nameless others who worked as the Help.

“Soaring Towards Heaven in 2011”
The Sky is Limitless…
Orlando Renaissance Writer’s Guild, Inc.
2011 *”Writer of The Year”*
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