Cannery Row

Question

If you were tasked with connecting the "bitterness" Sakai displayed when observing the snake with the "tinge of bitterness in his words," how might you explain the potential sources or implications of this bitterness, drawing on the other details provided about his character and social circumstances?

Synthesized answer

The passages show that Sakai’s bitterness stems from deep personal and social pressures. When he kicks and squashes the snake eating a frog, his violent reaction—“The devil,” he snarled [1]—mirrors his own sense of being victimized. This is directly linked to his social circumstances: after his father’s death, he and his mother were “reduced from comfortable circumstances to poverty” [3]. He feels trapped in school because his mother “wearing out her aged body in that unhealthy mill” to pay his fees, and he cannot leave without “shatter her last hopes” [3]. The bitterness in his words when he later says “Comrades” [5] likely reflects his resentment of the class system that forces him into such a struggle.

The “tinge of bitterness in his words” is also implied by his history of being bullied. In the incident with Okawa, Sakai is beaten “like a dog” and responds by pulling a knife [2], showing a simmering rage. His later collapse and heaving shoulders after the stabbing [4] suggest that this bitterness is not just anger but also shame and exhaustion from fighting a system where he is powerless. The snake-kicking episode thus becomes a symbol: he attacks a predator (the snake) as he…

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From the book

of Love” in voices strangely out of tune. One day, under a wild briar bush, we found a snake eating a grass-green frog. Out of the open jaws of the snake only the little suckers on the end of the frog’s hind legs stuck out, waving as if sending out S.O.S. signals. I noticed Sakai’s eyebrows twitch, and then he let fly with his dusty boot and kicked the snake fiercely right in the belly. Then, squashing it with his heel, he watched it intently as a thin trickle of crimson blood came out of the yellow distended mouth. “The devil,” he snarled. The frog had been rescued and it lay motionless on…
Passage [6]
y with their fists. As were were wandering over the hills one day we had the bad luck to be caught by a gang of bullies. One of them—his father owned a silk mill in our town—a rough, stupid fellow, called Okawa, came rushing at us. “Look here, Sakai, you’ve been getting too cheeky lately.” Sakai gazed into this face for some time and then blurted out impulsively, “How do you make that out?” The big boy suddenly gave him a punch in the chest. “I’ll teach you to answer back a senior. That’s cheeky.” Sakai rolled over on the grass, but soon picked himself up and made a mad rush at his…
Passage [7]
o, unable to look up into that face, so full of brooding and humility. One the way home Sakai related his early history. Of how, during his fourth year at the primary school, his mother and he had been left alone through his father’s death and reduced from comfortable circumstances to poverty; of how she had started working in this mill to help him enter the middle school. He had stuck out against going, but the teachers urged it on him, saying it was a pity to leave off at that point, and his mother, her eyes full of tears, tried to persuade him, saying there was no one but him to restore…
Passage [11]
he place he had once squashed the snake. The patch ​ stopped there. Okawa stood waiting with the strength of one at bay. “Stab me if you dare.” Peeling off his coat, Okawa threw it on the grass and in the manner of all bluffers he bared his breast and extended both arms. “You think I won’t stab you?” Sakai’s voice sounded strangely calm and collected. The gleam of cold steel rent the air. “Oh!” All my blood went cold within me and this cry sprang from me as I saw how Okawa fell prone on the grass. His fellow bullies ran to him to pick him up and carry him away. Sakai, limp and apathetic,…
Passage [8]
pletely a city-dweller, knowing that the autumn has come only by the patterns of grasses on fabrics in the shop-windows. There is no need of cocoons to remind me of Sakai now. I, too, have joined the ranks of those he calls “Comrades.”
Passage [20]

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