Essay On My Oedipus Complex

In the short story, My Oedipus Complex, Frank O’Connor writes of a young child who is forced to deal with issues of confusion and jealousy through a first person point of view. Through O’Connor’s elements of facetiousness and truth, he explains how such issues create a sort of ironic domins effect and, in this case can actually bring people closer together. In the beginning, the young boy displays signs of excitement and contentment when his father arrives unexpectedly on his visits from the war. His “pleasant musty smell” and “Santa Claus entrances and exits” intrigue him. As long as his daily routines are uninterrupted, he remains in a state of appeasement. The juvinile knows nothing of the problems the mother and father are facing. He is confined to a world all his own.

If the point of view were changed in such a situation, then the father may tell of how naive and innocentthe child is or how oblivios he is to what a horrible condition they are faced with. The plot would change drastically. If the point of view were changed to the third person objective, or dramatic point of view, then the readers would assume their own emotion which would absolutely change the tone of this short story. Other elements such as theme could also be altered if this was seen in third person. The child’s feeling of hostility toward his father could only be seen through this example first person point of view.

The greatest feature of this story is O’Connor’s astonishingly accurate recollection of the feelings and perceptions of the child as he tries to make sense of the world; to run his own life, often unsuccessfully; and to understand the strange and bewildering ways of the adults who surround and control him. The extraordinary frustrations that the child encounters in these undertakings is most tellingly recalled by the adult Larry Delaney as he relates in detail his childhood efforts to understand and capture in his own person the mysterious and elusive charm that his father held for his mother. Accordingly, he mimicked his father by walking around the house with a pipe in his mouth and by making up news items to read to his mother out of the newspaper, all to no avail.

The futility of these efforts to regain his special position in the household takes its toll on him. He changes from a child who wakes up in the morning “feeling myself rather like the sun, ready to illumine and rejoice” to a displaced person who wakes up lonely and cheerless, awaiting the awakening of his parents to give warmth to his life: “I didn’t feel in the least like the sun; instead, I was bored and so very, very cold!” In time, however, his egocentrism is replaced by understanding of his father (“I realized he was jealous too”) and finally by sympathy, the sympathy of a boy who is taking an early step toward adulthood, one who is able to make the first overtures of...

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