Isabelle Allende's And of Clay We Are Created is one of the most fantastic short stories that I have ever read. The language in it was beautiful. Allende would use phrases like "buoyed by a premature optimism" to get across the simplest thoughts. This story jerked my heart and made me anxious as the days and hours passed by as the girl waited for the pump to come. It thought it was so kind how Rolf waited by the mud with her until she died. This was lovely because he was out there for a long time and he didn't do it for publicity. I loved how Allende showed her view of political figures helping out during natural disasters. "The President of the Republic visited the area in his tailored safari jacket to confirm that this was the worst catastrophe of the century;" I loved this because it spoke to how politicians really are. They show up trying to "blend in" with jungle outfits to say that this is a really bad disaster but only for publicity. They do not try and help even when they say that they will.
Writing an article about air pollution would be nice.
http://www.who.int/mediacentre/news/releases/2014/air-pollution/en/
Monday, March 31, 2014
Kate Chopin- The Story of an Hour
The Story of an Hour by Kate Chopin was an interesting story to read. It was about a woman who's husband who had just died and how she reacted to it. She was very happy that her husband had died because she could now do whatever she wanted. To me, this was weird because though she has a just reason to be happy for her husband's death, she should still take a couple days to grieve. Josephine just went straight to being happy which was wrong. At the beginning of the book, I thought she was crazy because she started to talk to herself and repeat the words free. I liked the character Josephine mostly because my middle name but also because she wasn't afraid to say how she really felt. I liked the short story though because the ending was really unexpected. If I was a woman in the 19th century, I don't think that I would be happy that I could do whatever I wanted because I would have to do everything my self and I wouldn't know how to do anything. People would have been doing everything for me and I wouldn't even know how to cook.
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