-Broken Chain Alfonso sat on the porch trying to push his crooked teeth to where he thought they belonged. He hated the way he looked. Last week he did fifty sit-ups a day,
thinking that he would burn those already apparent ripples on his stomach to even deeper ripples, dark ones, so when he went swimming at the canal next
summer, girls in cutoffs would notice. And the guys would think he was tough, someone who could take a punch and give it back.
Fish Cheeks
I fell in love with the minister's son the winter I turned fourteen. He was not Chinese, but as white as Mary in the manger. For Christmas I prayed for this blond-
haired boy, Robert, and a slim new American nose.
When I found out that my parents had invited the minister's family over for Christmas Eve dinner, I cried. What would Robert think of our shabby Chinese
Christmas? What would he think of our noisy Chinese relatives who lacked proper American manners? What terrible disappointment would he feel upon seeing
not a roasted turkey and sweet potatoes but Chinese food?
Which text evidence from the essay and short story best supports the theme that people often care what others think about them?
A "He hated the way he looked." "I fell in love with the minister's son the winter I turned fourteen."