Arnold/Junior is often trying to figure out who he is. I go through that. I think everyone goes through that their whole life. When he is on the rez he is Junior, and when he is at Reardan he is Arnold. He is not sure how he is supposed to fit in with an all-white peer group. Sometimes I don't know who I am at church, at school, with my family, etc. I feel like I have to act different in front of different people. Junior struggles with his identity through the whole book.
He talks a lot about his dreams. Sometimes I dream that I can go to school and graduate from college. Sometimes I even dream that I can play softball in college. Sometimes those dreams are crushed by the expectations of others. Here is the example from Junior's diary of what he wants and what is wanted for him.
"Indian boys weren't supposed to dream like that. And while girls from small towns weren't supposed to dream big, either.
"We were supposed to be happy with our limitations. But there was no way Penelope and I were going to sit still. Nope, we both wanted to fly."
I can see that they are trying to figure our if they were going to foreclose on their identity or if they were going to go into moratorium. Most of the people around them seemed to be in the foreclosure stage, and they did not want that for themselves. Do I want to just go and be a mom for my whole life? I don't know. Maybe I want to design houses or teach high school math. I'm not sure but I guess I have to figure it out.
At one point, Junior is not sure who he is or if he is supposed to live up to expectations. He is struggling with his self-esteem. I have felt the same way Junior did when I went into high school.
For Example: "I'd always been the lowest Indian on the reservation totem pole--I wasn't expected to be good so I wasn't. But in Reardan, my coach and the other players wanted me to be good. They needed me to be good. They expected me to be good. And so I became good. I wanted to live up to expectations. I guess that's what it comes down to. The power of expectations. And as they expected more of me, I expected more of myself, and it just grew and grew until I was scoring twelve points a game."
This kinda describes the looking glass self. How as an adolescent we see ourselves as others see us. We judge ourselves by our skills, grades, or by comparison. Who am I? Am I loud like everyone says I am? Sometimes I feel nervous and afraid, but people say that I'm not afraid of anything. I am afraid, for some reason I just hide it well. I'm not confident. I'm not good at talking to people. I just do it because I have to in order to get along in this world. Sometimes I wish people would know how I really feel. But then again, that might be a bad idea too. :)