The Hero's Journey
University Laboratory High School, spring 2019

Thursday, March 28, 2019

An Anti-Mentor for an Inverted Hero’s Journey


A Lesson Before Dying takes an unconventional approach to the paradigm of the hero’s journey. Grant’s “mission” does not entail a physical or geographical journey. He merely has to drive the thirteen miles from “the Quarters” to the town of Bayonne, repeatedly, where Jefferson sits in a jail cell awaiting his execution. Unlike the Bundrens, he has a nice, new 1946 Ford to get him there and back, and the travel itself is not rigorous. There are familiar elements from the hero’s journey paradigm, however—he must pass through a series of obstacles in order to take this trip, from “humiliating” himself by imploring Henri Pichot to talk the sheriff into authorizing these visits to having his pockets and Miss Emma’s picnic basket thoroughly searched each time he takes that long walk down the corridor, “as if I’m some kind of common criminal” (63)—and when we first encounter Jefferson in his cell he seems very far away indeed. Grant’s task—to make Jefferson “a man” before he meets his death—seems astronomically difficult, under the circumstances, and Grant’s been trying to “refuse the call” from the moment he’s first enlisted.

Rather than having to venture elsewhere in order to prove himself a hero, Grant must go inward, to the “belly of the beast” (or “innermost cave,” to borrow Campbells phrase) in the segregated South. Although Bayonne is all-too-familiar to Grant, as he grew up in the Quarters, there’s a potent sense of him entering hostile, enemy territory as he goes into Bayonne: the courthouse proudly sports the “national, state, and Confederate flags,” and Grant must walk past a “statue of a Confederate soldier” to enter the seat of state power over black lives (69). We see a jail populated by a hostile white sheriff and deputy, and black inmates who look like children. It’s a journey he really would rather not make, and we see Grant exhibit a range of quasi-adolescent efforts to avoid it, sulking, dragging his feet, and fantasizing about running away and leaving it all behind.

We see an ironic inversion of the hero’s journey paradigm here, where “staying home” and confronting the legacies of slavery and institutional racism by trying to “reach” this doomed young man requires more heroic courage than leaving home for the unknown. Grant had viewed college as his ticket out of the Quarters—a chance to “not be one of the others” (63), as his aunt puts it—and he seems disappointed in himself for coming back home afterward. The humiliation he endures in order to gain the “privilege” of visiting Jefferson “strips” him of “everything [Tante Lou] sent [him] to school for” (79). We know his parents have left Louisiana for California, following the route of many African Americans in the 1940s, who fled the South for West Coast war-industry jobs. Grant visited them once, but as Vivian says, “‘You couldn’t stay. You had to come back’” (30). It’s not only the Jefferson dilemma that generates this restlessness in Grant—he’s felt this way for a long time. Staying home and working as a teacher in this impoverished, sharecropper community is itself cast as an exercise in futility, with Grant perpetuating the cycle of racism and poverty.

In the annals of the “heroic teacher” paradigm, Grant would seem to be a poor candidate for the role: this isn’t Stand and Deliver or Dead Poets Society. Grant is a teacher with deep-seated doubts about whether teaching even matters, a member of his community who sees himself as an outsider, with his education a “burden” that makes him aware of the futility and the “cycle,” but unable to do anything to change it. He’d be better off without his education, perhaps—he could unload wood like these other guys, joke around, not worry so much. Nothing about Grant’s teaching seems “inspirational”—he thwacks students with a yardstick for writing sentences crooked or counting on their fingers, and he’s compelled to drill them like military enlistees in important skills like pledging allegiance to the flag that flies outside the jail where Jefferson will be executed, “hating himself” for doing it.

In a flashback in chapter 8, we learn that Grant didn’t come up with this whole “run away and be free of all this” motif on his own. He’s had a “mentor,” of sorts—and again, we see a familiar paradigm inverted. Grant’s own former teacher, Matthew Antoine, serves the structural role of the mentor in this journey—he’s the one who gives this young teacher his “knowledge,” his ostensible power to change lives through the magic of education, the eager student who would follow in the teacher’s footsteps. We’ve seen this montage in movies before: the fiery, bright student whose love for knowledge and justice is ignited by his own teacher, and we see the student rise to be a master himself, to heroically throw in with the good fight in the classroom. But Gaines pitches a curveball in the form of Grant’s mentor, and Antoine is maybe the least inspirational teacher-figure in American literature (with Addie Bundren running a close second, perhaps). He not only doesn’t inspire Grant, he vehemently warns Grant away from pursuing knowledge and education. Grant’s persistence doesn’t impress the old grouch, as in the familiar paradigm; it only irritates him further. “There was no love there for each other. There was not even respect. We were enemies if anything at all. He hated me, and I knew it” (64). But Grant has learned some lessons from Antoine, and we see his anti-mentor’s legacy popping up throughout the novel, every time Grant speaks of the futility of his enterprise and his desire to run away and leave it all behind. If the “journey” in this novel requires staying home and facing Jefferson and his fate head-on, in the belly of the beast, with Vivian serving as an ally to encourage Grant at every turn, Antoine represents the most prominent voice urging him to give up, to flee, to not even bother. He would seem to agree with Jefferson’s initial assessment: “It don’t matter.”

Despite calling himself a coward for not having run away himself—“‘I was afraid to run away. What am I? Look at me. Where else could I have felt superior to so many but here?’” (65)—Antoine generally depicts flight as a bid for freedom, a sensible ducking of any responsibility to try and contribute to the community in favor of going elsewhere, anywhere else. Grant’s teacher is not flattered by his student’s newfound desire to learn (“When he saw that I wanted to learn, he hated me even more than he did the others”) and depicts knowledge as a “burden” (63). He has no faith in the power of education to affect change: “When you see that those five and a half months you spend in that church each year are just a waste of time . . . [y]ou’ll see that it’ll take more than five and a half months to wipe away—peel—scrape away the blanket of ignorance that has been plastered and replastered over those brains in the past three hundred years. You’ll see” (64). We are confronted with the curious prospect of a mentor who begs his mentee to not follow his footsteps.

Early in the novel, before the “journey” of encounters with Jefferson in his cell begins, Gaines includes a powerful, authoritative voice that seems to undermine the value of the journey itself. If all education in this underfunded, one-room church is futile and doomed to fail from the start, how much more doomed is Grant’s attempt to “make Jefferson a man?” Grant is thoroughly pessimistic about his prospects from the beginning, telling his aunt and Miss Emma, “Jefferson is dead. It is only a matter of weeks, maybe a couple of months—but he’s already dead. The past twenty-one years, we’ve done all we could for Jefferson. He’s dead now. And I can’t raise the dead” (14). Antoine couldn’t have said it better himself. Perhaps he’d be proud of his mentee after all.

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