[from "The House on Mango Street"] "â¦By the time we got to Mango Street we were sixâMama, Papa, Carlos, Kiki, my sister Nenny and me.The house on Mango Street is ours, and we donât have to pay rent to anybody, or share the yard with the people downstairs, or be careful not to make too much noise, and there isnât a landlord banging on the ceiling with a broom. But even so, itâs not the house weâd thought weâd get.We had to leave the flat on Loomis quick. The water pipes broke and the landlord wouldnât fix them because the house was too old. We had to leave fast. We were using the washroom next door and carrying water over in empty milk gallons. Thatâs why Mama and Papa looked for a house, and thatâs why we moved into the house on Mango Street, far away, on the other side of town.They always told us that one day we would move into a house, a real house that would be ours for always so we wouldnât have to move each year. And our house would have running water and pipes that worked. And inside it would have real stairs, not hallway stairs, but stairs inside like the houses on T.V. And weâd have a basement and at least three washrooms so when we took a bath we wouldnât have to tell everybody. Our house would be white with trees around it, a great big yard and grass growing without a fence. This was the house Papa talked about when he held a lottery ticket and this was the house Mama dreamed up in the stories she told us before we went to bed.But the house on Mango Street is not the way they told it at all. Itâs small and red with tight steps in front and windows so small youâd think they were holding their breath. Bricks are crumbling in places, and the front door is so swollen you have to push hard to get in. There is no front yard, only four little elms the city planted by the curb."Which of the following best describes the mood or tone of this selection?answer choicesenthusiasticdisappointedangrysuccessful
