Tom Sawyer, although he is smart Tom seeks for adventure and does anything he pleases. For instance when he got the kids that passed by to paint the fence it showed how smart he is and how he really doesn't want to do any work and doesn't care about was will happen to it. Tom believes anything Huckleberry Finn says because Huck has done more things.
Huckleberry Finn does what he wants, when he wants to. Since his dads a drunk Huck has to look out for himself and do what he needs to do to live. Huck believes in many superstition's, such as getting rid of warts. Huck is dirty and only has one pair of clothes but I don't think he cares. All the kids aren't aloud to to talk or hang out with Huck because of the way he lives but Tom doesn't care, which is good because if Tom didn't hang out with Huck he would probably not have any friends at all.
Becky Thatcher is a girl that any boy would want, but mostly Tom. He does anything to impress her such as balancing a stick on his nose and even drawing a picture for her. Becky starts liking him back when he draws her a picture and is told that he will teach her. But when Becky finds out that she is not Tom's first fiance she is so so sad. She doesn't want to be another one of Tom's fiance's.
Aunt Polly loves Tom and will do anything for him. Even though sometimes she has to punish him you know she still loves him cause it takes all she has to do it. She doesn't want to punish him but she knows she has to for him to know he can't do just anything and get away with it.
Amy Lawrence is Tom's old flame. She was in the same position as Becky but she still wants Tom even though he likes Becky. Even though we do not know Amy at all we know that Tom at some point liked her but then when he saw Becky that mutual feeling that he had for Amy disappeared.
Friday, May 21, 2010
Saturday, April 3, 2010
Autumn is Always Around the Corner
Love. Love is an interesting thing. You never know when someone will make you the happiest man in the world or leave you heartbroken. I have been both of those things, but for the moment, my heart is broken. Martha was the person who both showed me how to love and how much it hurts when your heart’s broken. I met her during my sophomore year of college at WSU. We went out for two years and then one day, ironically when she came home with me to Grand Coulee to meet my parents, she broke up with me.
“Well hi, welcome to Flo’s. May I take your order?” asked the short plump waitress.
“Umm… yeah I’ll take the biscuits and gravy,” I said. It was one of the things I missed about home.
“And you sweetheart?” the waitress asked pointing her pencil at Martha.
“Oh!” Martha exclaimed. “I’ll just have a bowl of oatmeal.” After the waitress left, Martha and I were alone for the first time the whole weekend. But strangely Martha was not looking at me lovingly, as she usually did, but had her eyes looking down at her hands as if she had something to say but didn’t want to.
“Martha,” I said and reached my hand out and placed it on top of hers. “Please tell me what’s bothering you.”
“I can’t see you anymore Curtis,” she said barely above a whisper.
“I don’t understand.” I said completely confused
She looked up at me for the first time and said the words that broke my heart into pieces. “I’ve found someone else.”
I’m thinking back to that moment when the ding ding ding of the bell above the book store door brings me back to the present. I closed my book of To Kill a Mockingbird and looked up at the customer who had just walked in.
“Curtis! Curtis Manning where the heck are you?” a woman screeched from the entrance.
“I’m right here,” I said in an annoyed voice because to my disadvantage, Mrs.Gooling, our town’s gossiper, just walked in.
“Now do not use that tone of voice with me young man or I will tell your mother!” Mrs.Gooling pointed one of her short stubby fingers at me. Now Mrs.Gooling is not what you would call beautiful, she always wears a long scarf wrapped around all of her crinkly long dirt-colored hair, except for the last two inches. Her clothes are always bright colors. For instance, today she is wearing a pastel pink shirt and a baby blue pants. She looks like a stick of cotton candy you can get at the fair.
“I’m sorry ma’am, now what are you looking for?”
“Why… you. Your sister Kathy told me to run down here and tell you that she is having the whole family for dinner and she has invited your good friend Autumn, and Derek’s back so he’s going to be joining you.” Mrs.Gooling said, peering around one of the dusty book cases, as if she was an inspector or something. “Oh and it starts at 5 o’clock sharp so don’t be late,” Mrs.Gooling walked around the room and at the last part started pointing her finger at me again.
“I won’t be late, now thank you Mrs.Gooling I’ll see you soon. Bye,” I said pushing her out the door as fast as possible. When she was finally gone I slammed the door shut and locked it as fast as I could. Took a deep breath with my back against the door and slid to the floor with my hand on my head. Geez, my life stinks!
“Curtis! Hey man I haven’t seen you since …what…my 21 birthday? So four years, man I’m old.” Derek Laughs. “But not as old as your sister right…what is she…28? Man,” My best friend Derek laughed scratching his head; math was never his best subject. “How you been buddy? Men don’t worry about me because California is sweet! I mean there are babes at like at every corner. Autumn told me you’re working at a bookstore…how’s that? Oh man I’ve missed ya so much!” Derek said barely stopping to breathe. Now Derek’s always been a tough guy; he works out whenever her has the spare time. And his looks compared to mine are huge. For instance I have brown hair and pale white skin while he has beach blond hair and tan skin.
“I’m good,” There was nothing else I could really say to Derek. I wasn’t mad at him and I knew he wouldn’t care anyway so what was the point? And I was right Derek gave me one of his cocky smiles and left for the kitchen.
I sat on my sister’s couch and sighed.
“Hey,” Autumn comes up to the couch and sits next to me. “How are you?”
“I’m good.” I look up at her and smile. But all she does is nod and say “That’s good… that’s good? Getting quitter and quitter, Autumn’s never been much of a talker.
“Hey Curtis go down to the garage and grab a coke for Derek,” My sister Kathy yells from the kitchen. And without waiting for an answer she is back to cooking god only knows what. My sister Kathy’s house isn’t that unlike most people’s houses. You walk in the house and to the right is a living room with a couch, two recliner chairs, and a television. Straight ahead is a kitchen with all the essentials but with a bar that separates the kitchen from the dining room. There’s an upstairs with two bedrooms and a master bedroom and two bathrooms. But where I am heading is downstairs where my sister has a playroom for the kids that she hasn’t had yet, and the garage. I have only been to the garage one time and truthfully I never plan on going down there again. My stupid brother-in-law always seems to be in there. But what can I do about that now? The basement looks exactly like it did the last time I was there but yet now, instead of my brother-in-law’s sports car, there sits a minivan. Ha! I want to yell. That’s what you get Steve for marrying my baby obsessed sister! I look around and after a couple of minutes of looking in the refrigerator and not finding a single coke start to look around the garage. I walk around the minivan and instead of finding a coke there’s a huge flat screen T.V. Who would have guessed that my brother-in-law could be cool enough to have something like this? It’s probably made of plastic or something. So I walk up to it maybe an inch away and lift my finger up to it poke my finger towards the glass, but it’s not touching anything and soon my whole body is through the T.V.
I keep opening and closing my eyes, making sure that what is in front of me is real. Because there is no possible way that it could be, yet, it is. I’m looking at myself, Curtis Manning, and the woman who broke my heart, Martha. We’re both at Flo’s diner, at the same table as four years ago. How is this possible? I look around the diner, seeing if there’s anything that will tell me what year it is. The same cutesy pictures are hanging on the wall. Old lunch boxes’ and little doodads sit on shelves at the top of the wall. Finally I find a newspaper sitting on the counter. June 15, 2006, the same date that Martha broke up with me!
“Well hi; welcome to Flo’s may I take your order?” I hear the waitress ask, I turn around to find her asking me.
“Umm… yeah I’ll take the biscuits and gravy,” I say, handing her my menu.
“And you sweetheart?” the waitress said pointing her pencil at Martha
“Oh!” She exclaims “I’ll just have a bowl of oatmeal,”
As I was looking at myself I noticed how my face truly shows how in love I was with Martha, my eyes were just melt looking into her emerald green eyes.
“Martha,” I say and reach out a hand and placed it on top of hers “Please tell me what’s bothering you.”
“I can’t see you anymore, Curtis,” she says barely above a whisper.
“I don’t understand.”
I closed my eyes because I know what she’s going to say next.
“I’ve found someone else.” Martha had always been blunt.
Then she stands up and leaves with her head held high, walking right past me not even noticing me. I look at myself and what I see cross my face in mere seconds is surprise, then pain. Then as soon as the realization hits me, I see how my forehead moves to rest on the palm of my hand my head shaking back and forth I’m muttering the words “I can’t believe it.”
Everything goes black and I notice that I am sitting in red velvet seats. And soon a single spotlight is shown on a stage with only a couch with two people sitting on it, Autumn and me. I’m wearing the same blue polo shirt that I had been wearing at the diner; my hair is the same short length that my college friends had persuaded me to get.
“I don’t know what I did wrong,” I said in a soft muffled voice.
“You didn’t do anything wrong,” Autumn said, I noticed that she said these words the same way I have heard her talk to her kindergarteners. She put her arm around me in a half hug and I knew this was the most touchy-feely thing that Autumn was going to give. Then the Curtain closes.
When the curtain opens, there in front of me…is the book store that I work at, Everyone’s Favorite Books. After I got my degree in veterinarian medicine I chose to stay close to my family and since they already had a town veterinarian I chose to work close to something else I love, books. I see myself working at my front desk like I do every day when all of a sudden this really cute girl walks in, she has long blond hair and deep brown eyes and her skin has this tan glow to it. She walks up and doesn’t look at the shelves of books, just stares straight ahead, at me. She walks up with her nose stuck up in the air and says. I remember this girl because new people rarely walk into the store.
“I just moved here and this woman, Mrs. Gooling,” The blond waits for me to acknowledge, so I nod. “Well she said that you would show me around. Maybe you could take me to the laser light show in Coulee Dam, could you do that for me?” She says, leaning in closer and closer on every word.
“I’m sorry but I’m busy,” I say then go back to reading a Carl Hiaasen book.
“Oh, ok,” She says surprised. I know she must be one of the girls who has never heard the word no. An hour later Mrs. Gooling comes in and as usual with a very loud entrance,
“Cutis!” She yells, her voice cracking at the last note “Are you stupid?! That girl was gorgeous and you throw her away like a piece of trash! What is wrong with you?!” She says with many, many gestures of the hands.
“Nothing is wrong with me Mrs. Gooling, I’m just not interested,” I say setting down my book and explaining with an annoyed voice.
“Curtis, it has been three years, you need to move on.” Mrs. Gooling’s voice softens
“I will, but just not right now,” Mrs. Gooling shakes her head as I pick up my book and start to read.
The lights go out again and soon big white letters shine on a black curtain.
The Future
When the lights come back on I see my sister’s living room and everyone is there, Autumn, Derek, my sister Kathy, her husband Steve, and myself. All of us looking ten years older, wrinkles around the eyes and I have this long brown beard. But yet there are more people, Derek has his arm around a cute, short red head that has a baby in her arms and a ring on her finger. My sister and her husband have three kids running around them yelling the words “We want candy!” over and over again, and she has another one in her arms. And then, I see myself talking to Autumn and this guy who has his arm around her waist as if to say “She’s going to do whatever I want and there’s nothing anyone can do about it.” Then I see him tell…wait no order her to go get him a beer! She nods her head and starts to walk toward the kitchen and does it! I don’t understand how I can possible handle this! I mean Autumn and I have always been friends. I have always stood up for her when kids called her names or pushed her around! How could I let someone boss her around like that? Geez that guy’s nerve! Before I could help it I’m standing up and walking toward the stage yelling “Autumn get away from him! He doesn’t deserve you!” I’m climbing onto the stage and am running towards her when all of a sudden everything, goes black.
“Whoa!” I yelled my whole body being squeezed together so I was as thin as paper. I was soon standing on the concrete floor of my sister’s garage in the present. I turned around and bolted towards the door.
“OW!” Autumn yells as I run into her. “What’s the matter with you?”
“Autumn come down here you have to see this!” Running back down to the garage with Autumn right behind me.
“Curtis, what is it?” I was frozen in front of the wall, because instead of that huge T.V. right there a huge Ghostbusters movie poster. Now that’s more like the Steve I know!
“I swear there was a huge T.V. right there and, and…” I fell on my knees and spun around and sat up against the wall with my face buried in my hands.
What’s the matter?” Autumn sat down next to me and took my hand and held it in her lap.
“You won’t believe me if I told you,”
“Try me.” And like I always do, I tell her.
“Curtis you don’t have to worry about being alone.” Autumn looked up at me. “Your mom and your sister will always be there for you. And I’ll always be there.” And as I looked into her big sea blue eyes I realized why I hadn’t wanted her to be with that other guy. I wanted her to be with me. Me! Curtis Manning! I started to lean in and without thinking I kissed her.
“Well hi, welcome to Flo’s. May I take your order?” asked the short plump waitress.
“Umm… yeah I’ll take the biscuits and gravy,” I said. It was one of the things I missed about home.
“And you sweetheart?” the waitress asked pointing her pencil at Martha.
“Oh!” Martha exclaimed. “I’ll just have a bowl of oatmeal.” After the waitress left, Martha and I were alone for the first time the whole weekend. But strangely Martha was not looking at me lovingly, as she usually did, but had her eyes looking down at her hands as if she had something to say but didn’t want to.
“Martha,” I said and reached my hand out and placed it on top of hers. “Please tell me what’s bothering you.”
“I can’t see you anymore Curtis,” she said barely above a whisper.
“I don’t understand.” I said completely confused
She looked up at me for the first time and said the words that broke my heart into pieces. “I’ve found someone else.”
I’m thinking back to that moment when the ding ding ding of the bell above the book store door brings me back to the present. I closed my book of To Kill a Mockingbird and looked up at the customer who had just walked in.
“Curtis! Curtis Manning where the heck are you?” a woman screeched from the entrance.
“I’m right here,” I said in an annoyed voice because to my disadvantage, Mrs.Gooling, our town’s gossiper, just walked in.
“Now do not use that tone of voice with me young man or I will tell your mother!” Mrs.Gooling pointed one of her short stubby fingers at me. Now Mrs.Gooling is not what you would call beautiful, she always wears a long scarf wrapped around all of her crinkly long dirt-colored hair, except for the last two inches. Her clothes are always bright colors. For instance, today she is wearing a pastel pink shirt and a baby blue pants. She looks like a stick of cotton candy you can get at the fair.
“I’m sorry ma’am, now what are you looking for?”
“Why… you. Your sister Kathy told me to run down here and tell you that she is having the whole family for dinner and she has invited your good friend Autumn, and Derek’s back so he’s going to be joining you.” Mrs.Gooling said, peering around one of the dusty book cases, as if she was an inspector or something. “Oh and it starts at 5 o’clock sharp so don’t be late,” Mrs.Gooling walked around the room and at the last part started pointing her finger at me again.
“I won’t be late, now thank you Mrs.Gooling I’ll see you soon. Bye,” I said pushing her out the door as fast as possible. When she was finally gone I slammed the door shut and locked it as fast as I could. Took a deep breath with my back against the door and slid to the floor with my hand on my head. Geez, my life stinks!
“Curtis! Hey man I haven’t seen you since …what…my 21 birthday? So four years, man I’m old.” Derek Laughs. “But not as old as your sister right…what is she…28? Man,” My best friend Derek laughed scratching his head; math was never his best subject. “How you been buddy? Men don’t worry about me because California is sweet! I mean there are babes at like at every corner. Autumn told me you’re working at a bookstore…how’s that? Oh man I’ve missed ya so much!” Derek said barely stopping to breathe. Now Derek’s always been a tough guy; he works out whenever her has the spare time. And his looks compared to mine are huge. For instance I have brown hair and pale white skin while he has beach blond hair and tan skin.
“I’m good,” There was nothing else I could really say to Derek. I wasn’t mad at him and I knew he wouldn’t care anyway so what was the point? And I was right Derek gave me one of his cocky smiles and left for the kitchen.
I sat on my sister’s couch and sighed.
“Hey,” Autumn comes up to the couch and sits next to me. “How are you?”
“I’m good.” I look up at her and smile. But all she does is nod and say “That’s good… that’s good? Getting quitter and quitter, Autumn’s never been much of a talker.
“Hey Curtis go down to the garage and grab a coke for Derek,” My sister Kathy yells from the kitchen. And without waiting for an answer she is back to cooking god only knows what. My sister Kathy’s house isn’t that unlike most people’s houses. You walk in the house and to the right is a living room with a couch, two recliner chairs, and a television. Straight ahead is a kitchen with all the essentials but with a bar that separates the kitchen from the dining room. There’s an upstairs with two bedrooms and a master bedroom and two bathrooms. But where I am heading is downstairs where my sister has a playroom for the kids that she hasn’t had yet, and the garage. I have only been to the garage one time and truthfully I never plan on going down there again. My stupid brother-in-law always seems to be in there. But what can I do about that now? The basement looks exactly like it did the last time I was there but yet now, instead of my brother-in-law’s sports car, there sits a minivan. Ha! I want to yell. That’s what you get Steve for marrying my baby obsessed sister! I look around and after a couple of minutes of looking in the refrigerator and not finding a single coke start to look around the garage. I walk around the minivan and instead of finding a coke there’s a huge flat screen T.V. Who would have guessed that my brother-in-law could be cool enough to have something like this? It’s probably made of plastic or something. So I walk up to it maybe an inch away and lift my finger up to it poke my finger towards the glass, but it’s not touching anything and soon my whole body is through the T.V.
I keep opening and closing my eyes, making sure that what is in front of me is real. Because there is no possible way that it could be, yet, it is. I’m looking at myself, Curtis Manning, and the woman who broke my heart, Martha. We’re both at Flo’s diner, at the same table as four years ago. How is this possible? I look around the diner, seeing if there’s anything that will tell me what year it is. The same cutesy pictures are hanging on the wall. Old lunch boxes’ and little doodads sit on shelves at the top of the wall. Finally I find a newspaper sitting on the counter. June 15, 2006, the same date that Martha broke up with me!
“Well hi; welcome to Flo’s may I take your order?” I hear the waitress ask, I turn around to find her asking me.
“Umm… yeah I’ll take the biscuits and gravy,” I say, handing her my menu.
“And you sweetheart?” the waitress said pointing her pencil at Martha
“Oh!” She exclaims “I’ll just have a bowl of oatmeal,”
As I was looking at myself I noticed how my face truly shows how in love I was with Martha, my eyes were just melt looking into her emerald green eyes.
“Martha,” I say and reach out a hand and placed it on top of hers “Please tell me what’s bothering you.”
“I can’t see you anymore, Curtis,” she says barely above a whisper.
“I don’t understand.”
I closed my eyes because I know what she’s going to say next.
“I’ve found someone else.” Martha had always been blunt.
Then she stands up and leaves with her head held high, walking right past me not even noticing me. I look at myself and what I see cross my face in mere seconds is surprise, then pain. Then as soon as the realization hits me, I see how my forehead moves to rest on the palm of my hand my head shaking back and forth I’m muttering the words “I can’t believe it.”
Everything goes black and I notice that I am sitting in red velvet seats. And soon a single spotlight is shown on a stage with only a couch with two people sitting on it, Autumn and me. I’m wearing the same blue polo shirt that I had been wearing at the diner; my hair is the same short length that my college friends had persuaded me to get.
“I don’t know what I did wrong,” I said in a soft muffled voice.
“You didn’t do anything wrong,” Autumn said, I noticed that she said these words the same way I have heard her talk to her kindergarteners. She put her arm around me in a half hug and I knew this was the most touchy-feely thing that Autumn was going to give. Then the Curtain closes.
When the curtain opens, there in front of me…is the book store that I work at, Everyone’s Favorite Books. After I got my degree in veterinarian medicine I chose to stay close to my family and since they already had a town veterinarian I chose to work close to something else I love, books. I see myself working at my front desk like I do every day when all of a sudden this really cute girl walks in, she has long blond hair and deep brown eyes and her skin has this tan glow to it. She walks up and doesn’t look at the shelves of books, just stares straight ahead, at me. She walks up with her nose stuck up in the air and says. I remember this girl because new people rarely walk into the store.
“I just moved here and this woman, Mrs. Gooling,” The blond waits for me to acknowledge, so I nod. “Well she said that you would show me around. Maybe you could take me to the laser light show in Coulee Dam, could you do that for me?” She says, leaning in closer and closer on every word.
“I’m sorry but I’m busy,” I say then go back to reading a Carl Hiaasen book.
“Oh, ok,” She says surprised. I know she must be one of the girls who has never heard the word no. An hour later Mrs. Gooling comes in and as usual with a very loud entrance,
“Cutis!” She yells, her voice cracking at the last note “Are you stupid?! That girl was gorgeous and you throw her away like a piece of trash! What is wrong with you?!” She says with many, many gestures of the hands.
“Nothing is wrong with me Mrs. Gooling, I’m just not interested,” I say setting down my book and explaining with an annoyed voice.
“Curtis, it has been three years, you need to move on.” Mrs. Gooling’s voice softens
“I will, but just not right now,” Mrs. Gooling shakes her head as I pick up my book and start to read.
The lights go out again and soon big white letters shine on a black curtain.
The Future
When the lights come back on I see my sister’s living room and everyone is there, Autumn, Derek, my sister Kathy, her husband Steve, and myself. All of us looking ten years older, wrinkles around the eyes and I have this long brown beard. But yet there are more people, Derek has his arm around a cute, short red head that has a baby in her arms and a ring on her finger. My sister and her husband have three kids running around them yelling the words “We want candy!” over and over again, and she has another one in her arms. And then, I see myself talking to Autumn and this guy who has his arm around her waist as if to say “She’s going to do whatever I want and there’s nothing anyone can do about it.” Then I see him tell…wait no order her to go get him a beer! She nods her head and starts to walk toward the kitchen and does it! I don’t understand how I can possible handle this! I mean Autumn and I have always been friends. I have always stood up for her when kids called her names or pushed her around! How could I let someone boss her around like that? Geez that guy’s nerve! Before I could help it I’m standing up and walking toward the stage yelling “Autumn get away from him! He doesn’t deserve you!” I’m climbing onto the stage and am running towards her when all of a sudden everything, goes black.
“Whoa!” I yelled my whole body being squeezed together so I was as thin as paper. I was soon standing on the concrete floor of my sister’s garage in the present. I turned around and bolted towards the door.
“OW!” Autumn yells as I run into her. “What’s the matter with you?”
“Autumn come down here you have to see this!” Running back down to the garage with Autumn right behind me.
“Curtis, what is it?” I was frozen in front of the wall, because instead of that huge T.V. right there a huge Ghostbusters movie poster. Now that’s more like the Steve I know!
“I swear there was a huge T.V. right there and, and…” I fell on my knees and spun around and sat up against the wall with my face buried in my hands.
What’s the matter?” Autumn sat down next to me and took my hand and held it in her lap.
“You won’t believe me if I told you,”
“Try me.” And like I always do, I tell her.
“Curtis you don’t have to worry about being alone.” Autumn looked up at me. “Your mom and your sister will always be there for you. And I’ll always be there.” And as I looked into her big sea blue eyes I realized why I hadn’t wanted her to be with that other guy. I wanted her to be with me. Me! Curtis Manning! I started to lean in and without thinking I kissed her.
Friday, January 29, 2010
Should Parents Have a Choice?
Let's assume that parents object to part of the social studies textbooks there children are required to read. Do I think that parent should be able to request for there children to not be able to read parts they find objective? Yes I do believe that, that is reasonable. Every parent has the right to allow kids to read what they believe is better for them.
Some parents may not want there kids to read parts because they didn't want to explain something to there children or it's worse for the child if they read it. Maybe a kid gets really put down and upset when they hear about how badly blacks were treated. It is none of our business to make other parents kids read the whole social studies books. We do not know the circumstance of the child. So yes I do believe parents should have the right to do that.
Some parents may not want there kids to read parts because they didn't want to explain something to there children or it's worse for the child if they read it. Maybe a kid gets really put down and upset when they hear about how badly blacks were treated. It is none of our business to make other parents kids read the whole social studies books. We do not know the circumstance of the child. So yes I do believe parents should have the right to do that.
Monday, December 14, 2009
Is it right to look out for only yourself?
I believe that people do have the right to look out for ones self but they shouldn’t be resolved around themselves only, but do things for others. For instance if they were getting a gift for a family member instead of thinking of how much it will make you be in debt think about the smile that will be on there face when they open it. Or if there is a canned food drive at school and the teacher asked everyone to bring in at least one can you think “Ugh I don’t want to bring in a can cause it’s to much effort, that’s ok someone else will probably bring in more then one, that one will count for me.” But instead think about how other people need food and it’s selfish to put your need in front of others.
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Scrooges Journal Entry
Today is like any other day during the holiday season, cold and blustery. Everybody is smiling and laughing! Well! Bah Humbug that’s what I say to that! Why do people have to waste my time by coming into my working place? I mean even my own flesh and blood comes over, asking me to come to his house for Christmas, there is no chance of that! And people I don’t even know come to my house, asking for money for charities, the only places I give money to will be the prisons that’s for sure! As long as I’m alive I will work day in and day out, wasting nothing, and getting money constantly. You can bet a shilling on that!
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
The Pearl
The pearl symbolizes power and money and we learned how important those things were to the characters in The Pearl. The pearl brought out the selfishness in the characters in the book, with the exception of Kino and Juana.
At first the doctor thinks of Kino and Juana’s people as animals, but once Kino found the pearl, the doctor changed how he reacted to them. The doctor was willing to do anything to get the pearl. The priest expected Kino to share the money with the church. Even though he wanted the money from the pearl for the church, he didn’t have the right to ask them for it. The townspeople believed that they should have the pearl because they had more money than Kino and that they were more worthy of the pearl. I believe that, unlike the townspeople, the neighbors really liked Kino and Juana and want the best for them. The neighbors hoped that the pearl wouldn’t go to their heads, changing who they were and making them greedy. I believe that Juana was grateful for the pearl because she knew now that she could make her child healthy. The pearl made Kino happy because he knew he could now give his family things that he could not have given them before.
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