SANDrA

M.T. 31401418

AUTHOR’S Biography

AUTHOR’S BiographyBirth Name: Barry Alan PincusDate of Birth:

17 June 1943, New York City, New York, USA

Age: 73 years oldNationality: JewishMother: Edna Manilow PincusFather: Harold PincusSpouse:

Susan Deixle1964 - 6 January 1966

(rannulled)Garry Kief

2014 - present

AWARDS

1977: Emmy award for Outstanding Special – Comedy Variety or Music1977: Special Tony Award 1978: American Music Awards for Favorite Pop/Rock Male Artist1979: Grammy award for Best Pop Male Vocal Performance1979: American Music Awards for Favorite Pop/Rock Male Artist1980: American Music Awards for Favorite Pop/Rock Male Artist2002: Songwriter's Hall of Fame2006: Emmy award for Outstanding Individual Performance in a Variety or Music Program2009: Clio Awards Honorary award for prior work with commercial jingles

"SANDRA"

She's a great little housewifeThough sometimes she talks like a foolBut she helps at the store in the holiday rushAnd she picks up the kids after schoolAnd she puts down the phone when her husband comes homeAnd she changes from mother to wife'Til she feels the words hanging between themAnd she hangs by her words to her life

She says, I swear I love my husband, I love my kidsI wanted to be like my motherBut if I hadn't done it as soon as I didOh there might have been time to be meFor myself, for myselfThere's so many things that she wishesShe don't even know what she's missin'And that's how she knows that she missed

She's a sweetheart, except when she's moodyIt's hard to get through to her thenDepressed for a while when the youngest was bornOh but that happens now and againShe might take a drink with the houseworkOr when Michael's kept late at the shopA Martini or two before dinnerBut she always knows when to stop

She says I swear I love my husband and I love my kidsYou know I wanted to be like my motherBut if I hadn't done it as soon as I didOh there might have been time to be meFor myself, for myselfThere's so many things that she wishesShe don't even know what she's missin'And that's how she knows that she missed

Oh they used to hold hands at the moviesNow it's seldom if ever they goOnce you've paid for the sitter and parkin' the carThere's no money left for the showShe was doing the dishesWhen a glass fell and broke on the tileAnd she cut her wrist (quite by mistake)It was real touch and go for a while

She says Oh God I love my husband and I love my kidsYou know I wanted to be like my, my motherBut if I hadn't done it as soon as I didOh there might have been time to be meFor myself, for myselfThere's so many things that she wishesShe don't even know what she's missin'And that's how she knows that she missed

She's a great little housewifeThough sometimes she talks like a foolBut she helps at the store in the holiday rushAnd she picks up the kids after schoolAnd she puts down the phone when her husband comes homeAnd she changes from mother to wife'Til she feels the words hanging between themAnd she hangs by her words to her life

She says, I swear I love my husband, I love my kidsI wanted to be like my motherBut if I hadn't done it as soon as I didOh there might have been time to be meFor myself, for myselfThere's so many things that she wishesShe don't even know what she's missin'And that's how she knows that she missed

She's a sweetheart, except when she's moodyIt's hard to get through to her thenDepressed for a while when the youngest was bornOh but that happens now and againShe might take a drink with the houseworkOr when Michael's kept late at the shopA Martini or two before dinnerBut she always knows when to stop

(refrain)

Oh they used to hold hands at the moviesNow it's seldom if ever they goOnce you've paid for the sitter and parkin' the carThere's no money left for the showShe was doing the dishesWhen a glass fell and broke on the tileAnd she cut her wrist (quite by mistake)It was real touch and go for a while

She says Oh God I love my husband and I love my kidsYou know I wanted to be like my, my motherBut if I hadn't done it as soon as I didOh there might have been time to be meFor myself, for myselfThere's so many things that she wishesShe don't even know what she's missin'And that's how she knows that she missed

Structure: Non- Fiction

Form: Poetry

Genre: Lyrical Poetry

CLASSIFICATION OF LITERATURE

ANALYSIS

TYPE OF POEMLyric Poem

TYPE OF CONFLICTPerson vs. Self

Person vs. Society

STANZAConventional Stanza: follows

measurement Octave: 8 lines per stanza

METERFree verse

FIGURATIVE LANGUAGESimile

(1st stanza)

She's a great little housewifeThough sometimes she talks like a fool

JUXTAPOSITION• The woman giving love is now on sadness, loneliness and misery• The mother who gave everything for her family, have nothing to reserve for herself • The wife that serve her family cannot even serve herself

DENOTATION/CONOTATION• MOTHERDenotation: A woman in relation to a child or children to whom she has given birth.Connotation: She is a woman that care, understand and love her children and her husband. The woman that is the light of a family who unselfishly give everything just for the sake of her family.

EXPLANATION“She was doing the dishes when a glass fell and broke on the tile and she cut her wrist (quite by mistake)”• This implied that Sandra was doing the dishes when the glass broke and she was accidentally cut with it. It gave her an idea to commit suicide and escape her responsibilities as a mother and a wife.

LITERARY APPROACH• Biographical ApproachBarry Manilow married once for a year but was annulled right ahead. It can be implied that Manilow experienced the hidden needs and desire of a wife to explore the world and continuously grow as individual.

THEME• One should be ready in entering a

marriage life so that you will not feel the regret in the end.

• We have to think twice before making any decision

• The pure love of God is a mother’s love and in order for a wife to all the hardships in life she needs

attention, respect and love.