The Test

On the afternoon Marian took her second driving test, Mrs. Ericson went with her.

“It’s probably better to have someone a little older with you,” Mrs. Ericson said as Marian slipped into the driver’s seat beside her.

“Perhaps last time your Cousin Bill made you nervous, talking too much on the way.”

What do we know about the characters and the setting of the story?

“Yes, Ma’am,” Marian said in her soft unaccented voice.

“They probably do like it better if a white person shows up with you.”

Do you have any other thoughts about the story now from the new information?

What words come to your mind?

What do you know about African American people in the US before 1964?

“Oh, I don’t think it’s that,” Mrs. Ericson began, and subsided after a glance at the girl’s set profile.

Marian drove the car slowly through the shady suburban streets.

It was one of the first hot days of June, and when they reached the boulevard they found it crowded with cars headed for the beaches.

“Do you want me to drive?” Mrs. Ericson asked. “I’ll be glad to if you’re feeling jumpy.”

Marian shook her head.

Mrs. Ericson watched her dark, competent hands and wondered for the thousandth time how the house had ever managed to get along without her, or how she had lived through those earlier years when her household had been presided over by a series of slatternly white girls who had considered housework demanding and the care of children an added insult.

“You drive beautifully, Marian,” she said. “Now, don’t think of the last time. Anybody would slide on a steep hill on  a wet day like that.”

What can we understand from the way Mrs. Ericson talks to Marian about her feelings towards Marian?

“It takes four mistakes to flunk you,” Marian said. ” I don’t remember doing all the things the inspector marked down on my blank.”

What can you infer about Marian’s personality according to this line?

“People say that they only want you to slip them a little something,” Mrs. Ericson said doubtfully.

What is Mrs. Ericson’s solution for passing the test?

“No,” Marian said. “That would only make it worse, Mrs. Ericson. I know.”

The car turned right, at a traffic signal, into a side road and slid up to the curb at the rear of a short line of parked cars.

The inspectors had not arrived yet.

“You have the papers?” Mrs. Ericson asked.

Marian took them out of her bag: her learner’s permit; the car registration, and her birth certificate. They settled down to the dreary business of waiting.

“It will be marvelous to have someone dependable to drive the children to school everyday.” Mrs. Ericson said.

Marian looked up from the list of driving requirements she had been studying. “It’ll make things simpler at the house, won’t it?” she said.

“Oh, Marian,” Mrs. Ericson exclaimed, “If I could only pay you half of what you’re worth!“

“Now, Mrs.Ericson,” Marian said firmly. They looked at each other and smiled with affection.

What can we infer from Mrs. Ericson’s quote?

What does Marian think about this?

 Two cars with official insignia on their doors stopped across the street. The inspectors leaped out, very brisk and military in their neat uniforms.

Marian’s hands tightened on the wheel. “There’s the one who flunked me last time,” she whispered, pointing to a stocky, self-important man who had begun to shout directions at the driver at the head of the line. “Oh, Mrs. Ericson.”

How does Marian feel? use an example from the text.

“Now, Marian,” Mrs. Ericson said.

They smiled to each other again, rather weakly.

The inspector who finally reached their car was not the stocky one but a genial, middle- aged man who grinned broadly as he thumbed over their papers.

Mrs. Ericson started to get out of the the car.

“Don’t you want to come along?” the inspector asked. “Mandy and I don’t mind company.”

Mrs. Ericson was bewildered for a moment.

“No,” she said, and stepped to the curb. “I might make Marian self- conscious. She’s a fine driver, Inspector.”

“Sure thing,” the inspector said, winking at Mrs. Ericson. He slid into the seat beside Marian. “Turn right at the corner, Mandy-Lou.”

What is the reason Marian is the only character with a name ?

Why does the inspector call Marian- Mandy and Mandy-Lou? Is this appropriate behavior?

What does it mean when the inspector changes her name?

From the curb, Mrs. Ericson watched the car move smoothly up the street.

The inspector made notations in a small black book.

“Age?” he inquired presently , as they drove along.

“Twenty-Seven.”

He looked at Marian out of the corner of his eye. “Old enough to have quite a flock of pickaninnies, eh?”

Marian did not answer.

“Left at this corner,” the inspector said, “and park between the truck and the green Buick.”

The two cars were very close together , but Marian squeezed in between them without too much maneuvering.

“Driven before, Mandy-Lou?” the inspector asked.

“Yes, sir. I had a license for three years in Pennsylvania.”

“Why do you want to drive a car?”

“My employer needs me to take her children to and from school.”

“Sure you don’t really want to sneak out nights to meet some young blood?” the inspector asked. He laughed as Marian shook her head.

“Let’s see you take a left at the corner and then turn around in the middle of the next block,” the inspector said.

He began to whistle “Swanee River.” “Make you homesick?” he asked.

Marian put our her hand, swung around neatly in the street, and headed  back in the direction from which they had come.

“No,” she said.

“I was born in Scranton, Pennsylvania.”

The inspector feigned astonishment. “You- all ain’t Southern?” he said.

“Well, dog my cats if I didn’t think you-all came from down yondah.”

“No sir,” Marian said.

“Turn onto Main Street here and let’s see how you-all does in heavier traffic.”

They followed a line of cars along Main Street for several blocks until they came in sight of a concrete bridge which arched high over the railroad tracks.

“Read that sign at the end of the bridge,” the inspector said.

“Proceed with caution. Dangerous in slippery weather,” Marian said.

“You-all sho can read fine, ” the inspector exclaimed. “Where d’you learn to do that, Mandy?”

“I got my college degree last year,” Marian said. Her voice was not quite steady.

You -all sho can read fine” – What is the inspector implying?

give another example to this behavior.

Compare and contrast Marian’s and the inspector’s language to their power difference?

As the car crept up the slope of the bridge the inspector burst out laughing. He laughed so hard he could scarcely give his next direction.

“Stop here,” he said, wiping his eyes, “then start ‘er up again. Mandy got her degree, did she? Dog my cats!”

Marian pulled up beside the curb. She put the car in neutral, pulled on the emergency, waited a moment, and then put the car into gear again. Her face was set. As she released the brake her foot slipped off the clutch pedal and the engine stalled.

“Now, Mistress Mandy,” the inspector said, “remember your degree.”

“Damn you!” Marian cried. She started the car with a jerk.

The inspector lost his joviality in an instant. “Return to the starting place, please,” he said, and made four very black crosses at random places in the squares on Marian’s application blank.

Mrs. Ericson was waiting at the curb where they had left her.

As Marian stopped the car the inspector jumped out and brushed past her, his face purple. “What happened?” Mrs. Ericson asked, looking after him with alarm.

Marian stared down at the wheel and her lip trembled.

“Oh, Marian, again?” Mrs. Ericson said.

Marian nodded . “In a sort of different way,” she said, and slid over to the right- hand side of the car.

What is the real reason why Marian fails her test?

Why does Marian say that she failed again “in a sort of different way”? How are the ways different?

Does Mrs. Ericson understand why Marian the test? How does she react? Who does she blame?

What can we infer about her personality from this behavior?