My fathers hands
... He recalls many treasured memories of how he looked like His hands were rough and exceedingly strong…gently prune a fruit tree…draw and saw a square with quick accuracy. ... But what I remember most is the special warmth from those hands soaking through my shirt as he would take me by the shoulder and squatting…. ... With anguish I knew why those big warm hands had lost in their struggle. ... Key Themes/Ideas (evidence and page reference) The key themes that have emerged from the story by Calvin Worthington is the theme that being illerate is like being betrayed by your own hands and eyes for they do not know how to read or write.