No Name Woman by Maxine Hong Kingston

Reading this short story actually made me sad. I find it so sad how a village finds it okay to torment someone the way they did to the author's aunt. Sure, back then if a woman were to get pregnant from someone other than husband or without having a husband, it would be looked down on. However, it is entirely their own choice what they do with their body and their lives. A baby should be seen as a blessing and not some evil abomination. The fact that they all came to her house and started going completely ballistic, acting as animals is just plain sad. How could those people live with themselves especially after knowing they were the cause of someone's suicide? People seriously judge way too much, especially things that are none of their business.