In class we went over this poem a whole lot, especiall part with the line:
"Life for me ain't been no crystal stair."
We went over how it means that the crystal stair is a kind of a metaphor for the white peoples' life back then, how they had it nice and polished. And life for this woman has not been polished or nice it was more like a broken down, worn in staircase that has splinters and no carpet.
In the first part she is describing her life and how it was so bad. In the second part it was a kind of advice from the mother to the son, saying if your life is like mine, you can't give up, you'ce got to keep pushing, keep climbing, don't stop. Then she says that even after all that time she is still climbing still trying to reach her goal. And that is what the son will do.
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