Later, after she received her bachelor of arts degree in 1929, Eudora attended Columbia University Graduate School of Business in New York and studied advertising. According to one source, she left MUW, and “Encouraged by her parents, she transferred to the University of Wisconsin in 1927 where she became an English major and began a more serious and focused study of English literature under Ricardo Quintana and other professors” (VandeKieft 4). After completing high school, Welty went to Mississippi State College for Women (now MUW) in Columbus, Mississippi, from 1925 to 1927. Welty attended Central High School in Jackson Mississippi, between 19. Perhaps the influence of her father, who came from Ohio, and her mother, who was a native of West Virginia, have made her a more universal-type writer. Although born in the South, some critics do not consider her to be a Southern writer. She also recalls reciting the alphabet along with crediting her father for giving her a strong meteorological sensibility at an early age. She explains, “You learned the alphabet like you learned your address and phone number in case you got lost” (DiConsiglio 4). In fact, says DiConsiglio, “Books were so valued that once when the house caught a fire, her mother threw out volumes of Dickens before getting herself to safety.” Welty also remembers the importance of knowing the alphabet. Eudora, the oldest and only daughter of the family, recalls in her autobiography One Writer’s Beginnings the importance of reading in her childhood home. The house Welty’s family lived in was built by her father when he and his wife first moved to Jackson. Read photographer Mark Wilkins’s story of his day with Eudora Welty belowĮudora Alice Welty was born April 13, 1909, at the Welty estate on North Congress Street in Jackson, Mississippi, to Christian Webb and Chestina Andrew Welty.
Morgana: Two Stories from ‘The Golden Apples’ (1988).
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It had the roundness of a Concord grape Papa took off his vine and gave me to suck out of its skin and swallow whole, in Ohio.Photo of Eudora Welty by Mark Wilkins, used with permission The word “moon” came into my mouth as though fed to me out of a silver spoon. For the first time it met my eyes as a globe. There comes the moment, and I saw it then, when the moon goes from flat to round.
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At around age six, perhaps, I was standing by myself in our front yard waiting for supper, just at that hour in a late summer day when the sun is already below the horizon and the risen full moon in the visible sky stops being chalky and begins to take on light. Of a certain word, that is the connection it has with what it stands for. In my sensory education I include my physical awareness of the word. Or now and then we’ll hear from an artist who’s never lost it. Then artists come along and discover it the same way, all over again. That the pencil doing the drawing should give off the same smell as the flower it drew seemed part of the art lesson-as shouldn’t it be? Children, like animals, use all their senses to discover the world. In a children’s art class, we sat in a ring on kindergarten chairs and drew three daffodils that had just been picked out of the yard and while I was drawing, my sharpened yellow pencil and the cup of the yellow daffodil gave off whiffs just alike. Childhood’s learning is made up of moments.
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