The lesson

This story reminds me of what happened last week to a friend of mine. She told me she went to a starbucks over at Midtown and was being held back after 20 mins. She isn't believe in racism, but she walked out and said nothing about it.

I'm sad to say that i can relate to this story in many ways that i would feel that i might be to open to write it here, but this story is among the many that i have enjoyed and in this case, am able to relate.

a and p

the idea that is running in mind is that fact here that our main character here is asking for an escape. He is tired from "routine". He seems to be the type that observers the people around him.

I feel that in the end, he made the right choice as towards for himself mentally. He is young and many don't have the option to just quite on the spot. Who's to say what happened after the story, Maybe when he went out, the girls could of said "ah, look, its a monster!" or maybe " he, want to go down by the river?". This, those questions are what will be going though his mind while working at the market. For days on and on, he would say to himself "oh why didn't i go with them, oh why I'm i still here".

Risk is nothing more but Fear that is later led by anger.

The fear of "should i do this" to anger were "dammit!, why didn't i do it".

He choice well,

the lessons of life are not taught, but learned by experience.

everyday use

This story has helped me understand a little more about my family and our issues. I would have to say, my parents were raised differently than i was and also, our culture and lifestyle. In this story, the only part where i can connect is the fact that each of us have chosen a different direction in our lives that have made things awkward during the holidays as we bring in guest with different traditions and different reactions to what my parents eat and what not. It doesn't conflict, but i have seen envying eyes among my fellow family members towards others, which they keep hidden and suppressed for another day.

A Worn Path

Very realistic as towards her quest to find medicine for her ill grandson. I can't help but grasp the reality and image this short story has on me. On how its setting is on the great depression, illustrates her struggle and how she doesn't want to stop till she finds the cure he needs to get well.

I love how she doesn't quit and it reminds me of many single mothers who have two jobs and still have time for their children. I guess her struggles remind me of single mothers for todays age. The poverty in this nation is increasing; a clear fact and in my view, a connection that this story and the main character has with todays struggling Americans.

“A Good Man Is Hard to Find”

"That was the old family burying ground. That belonged to the plantation."

"Where's the plantation?" John Wesley asked.

"Gone With the Wind" said the grandmother. "Ha. Ha."

Loved that, sick story. Reminded me of Chainsaw MASSACRE. Very creepy as we were introduced to these characters and connected by their love for each other and the humor the grandmother posses.

Around the end, i felt the fear of being the next person being walked into the woods. All i could think about was what the family was thinking about when walking down there.

I felt like this story was to much for me to really break it down to symbols of us judging people, i believe this was a great horror story and a great trick for Halloween.

Thanks.

Franz Kafka-A Hunger Artist

Sad.

The title of this short story says it all, a Hunger Artist.
Kinda reminds me of how many musicians and actors are trying to make it in the business's, but can't due to illegal downloading. Many of them make their living though songs being played on the radio and movies being broadcast on TV.

The reason i bring that up is because the term "Hunger artist" was first heard over the radio on the Howard Stern Show, that was the place i learned that from. Spoke about how youtube.com and many other websites are harming the Entertainment industry with sharing something that is not theres.

Found it sad the character had to go at great lengths to get noticed. I tend to ponder if the artist was sane or not.
What do you think?

Witch is among good old goodman brown

Monday, October 22, 2007

Witch is among good old goodman brown

What really drove me into this s story was its setting. The reading was not at all hard to read, i saw the tress and the cart Goodman brown was riding in, the witch on his right, the ribbon falling from the sky with a spotlight on it. This among all other short stories read here, this one is so far considered the best.

I ponder whether after this incdent, did goodman brown sell his soul?

I mean, his life changed right after the whole incident. I felt that, beyond what we read, Brown made some kind of deal at some point in his life to be hit by this kind of attack by witches.

But then again, whats to say they were really witches, i also believe it was the devil playing its tricks. Lets not forget, the "Devil" did state that he met his father and grandfather, so it must of been hard to say "no, your wrong". Whos to say what was the truth in this story.

Ill have to admit, this story has placed me on hold to my holiday shopping and has gotten me picking up books and Halloween based stories, almost forgot that Halloween was right around the corner.