Although I am far from being fluent in speaking Spanish,
the name Esperanza is derived from
the Spanish verb esperar which can be
defined as to hope for or to wait for. In relation to Cisneros’ vignette, it is
understood that to wait, or the act of waiting is associated with a sense of
sadness. “It means sadness, it means waiting” (10). Esperanza, who inherited her
name from her great-grandmother describes the story of her great-grandmother, and
expresses a sense of despondency from this inheritance. Esperanza is fully
aware of the herstory behind her name,
and often times wonders in curiosity the way her great-grandmother looked out the
window her whole life, on whether her fate will turn out the way her
great-grandmother’s did.
From
Cisneros’ work arises a strong sense of feminism and gender role stereotypes.
Through our most commonly understood ideologies like the institution of
religion as well as the social construction of gender, women are expected to be
delicate, patient, and fragile. Ironically, these were all of the
characteristics that Esperanza’s great-grandmother was not. “She was a horse
woman too” (10). Esperanza’s great-grandmother was a strong woman, and perhaps
a rebel. It can be comprehended that because her great-grandfather essentially
forced his wife without her consent to marry him, that Esperanza’s
great-grandmother was as stubborn as a horse too. In the era in which Esperanza’s
great-grandmother lived her life, it was expected for women to marry, have
children and inherently become the property of their husbands. “Until my
great-grandfather threw a sack over her head and carried her off. Just like
that, as if she were a fancy chandelier” (11). Her great-grandmother may have
been many things to her husband: fancy maybe, a chandelier perhaps, yet once
legal documents were in place, it was now certain too that she was now property.
Once married, women like Esperanza’s great-grandmother were nothing more than a
possession, and no longer could exercise their own will. Her great-grandmother
knew this, thus being the reason why she never forgave him.
This
work offers a lot to its readers on the beliefs of Sandra Cisneros. Although
she may or may not call herself a feminist writer, her vignette “My Name”
offers a lot on the gender stereotypes in which Chicano women fall victim to in
their patriarchal society. Something as simple as a name carries a lot of
significance to it because a name is nearly the primary source of our identity.
Cisneros demonstrates the power behind a name, moreover on a much grander scale:
the power behind the history of a name, and in Esperanza’s case the herstory
behind her name. Esperanza’s voice has demonstrated that there are several
components that comprise the act of naming- and among the many is a person’s
fate. A name truly has the potential to hold a person’s fate.