Daughter - Sonia
Remember the Sonia who got a yellow license under the pressure of her stepmother? She had pale yellow hair, a pale and emaciated little face, was uneducated, and was a poor and innocent girl. Stepmother- you delicious lazy guy, who lives with us, eats and drinks, and keeps warm. Sonia - Do I have to do that kind of thing? When we are poor, we can still maintain noble sentiments, but we are so poor that we have nothing, and no matter when or who can do this. Sonia is a rebellious, gentle girl, she thought about resisting, just for a moment... A girl in her teens.
Papa - Marmeradov
Marmeradov was fifty years old, of medium stature, of strong stature, with a yellow and blue complexion, and a peculiarity in his body—he had passion in his eyes, perhaps a radiance of wisdom, but at the same time a faint sign of insanity. He is a widower (a man without a wife or widowed), surrounded by his ex-wife's daughter (Sonia) a ninth-class civil servant, who is an alcoholic, who wants to find sympathy and affection in the wine, and who drinks in order to get double the pain! I don't quite understand this sentence, will drinking double the pain? Think about the people around you, after drinking, you will say a lot of words, will you cry, is it because the stimulation of alcohol will make people excited, release repressed emotions, more relaxed?! That should be more happy! How could it be more painful? Thinking...
Stepmother - Katerina Ivanovna
Katerina Ivanovna's father was a school officer, educated at the Noble Girls' High School, and graduated with a gold medal and a certificate (always in a box, often taking it out in front of people to boast about the happy times of the past, which was the last bit of comfort in her memory) The first husband she married was an infantry officer, married him for love, and eloped with him. She loved her husband very much, but he was hooked on cards, and he ate the lawsuit, and died. With three young children, she was destitute and almost desperate. None of her relatives recognized her. And she was very proud, too proud.
Katerina Ivanovna has an alcoholic husband, three young children, and Sonia. She cried out in despair - damn life. Maybe she had to choose a path when she was hopeless, and she chose to force Sonia to support her family. Seeing this, I guess you will all be like me, thinking that she is a vicious stepmother, like Cinderella.
Without a word, Sonia took out thirty roubles, took a large turban without a word, covered her head and face, and lay on the bed, her face facing the wall, and her thin body trembled, when Katerina Ivanovna also walked to her bed without a word, knelt at her feet all night, kissed her feet, and later they fell asleep together, while his father lay drunk.
If I were her mother, what would I choose?
What if you were his father?
Now I am
Right thing - don't dare to make a decision easily,
To people - do not dare to easily evaluate good or bad.
Katerina Ivanovna saw her drunken husband who had been rolled by the car all day, her eyes were harsh and sad, and tears flowed from her eyes.
Daddy Sonia! My daughter! Forgive me! (Recalling the beginning of the story, when Sonia first got a yellow license to solicit business, she was accompanied by her father) In the face of her dying father, Sonya let out a weak cry, ran forward, hugged him, and just held him, motionless. He died in her arms. Sonia may have hated her father before, which would have forgiven him; or perhaps she had never hated her father, and had always loved her father, the only relative in the world.