Monday, September 29, 2008

STICKS AND STONES MAY BREAK MY BONES BUT JACK CAN'T DO A THING

Lord of the Flies
Perspective - Ralph
Chapter 8 - Gift for the Darkness
STICKS AND STONES MAY BREAK MY BONES, BUT JACK MAY NOT

I can’t believe that Jack is trying to turn everyone, including the hunters against me. He thinks that everyone is going to want to join the group that he wants to start away from where we have settled. He was trying to make a taboo. It almost seemed as if he were demoniac. So he basically made a fool of himself and stood and asked who wanted to join him and personally, I don’t think that a lot of boys wanted to join him. So he started turning red in the cheeks. But he wasn’t giving up so he walked away with only a few boys. But how are they supposed to survive. Jack isn’t a prefect. But once they left, Piggy suddenly had this relief look on his face because Jack was gone and now, there was no one to interrupt him when he was trying to speck about what he thought about everything. Since Jack left, so many new things were happening. Shy and quiet Simon actually had something to say. Almost all the boys had a demure look on their faces. He was telling us that he wanted to find some way to prove to all the boys and himself that there was no beastie for all of us to worry about. He mentioned that we should climb the mountain during day light so we can see the beastie… if there even is a beastie. But everyone started laughing so Simon wondered into the forest by himself during daytime. While he was in the forest, he noticed Jack and the other boys that came along with him running after a pig. Simon was watching this terror happen. But hey, what can I say. This is our everyday food. So I watched them cut it open with the little piglet inside of it. Laying there. Dead. They paunched it’s belly. So they finally caught the big pig. Although, that mama pig wasn’t gonna give in that easily. So they cut her head off, stuck it on a piece of wood, and stuck the piece of wood in the ground. Simon was wondering what was going on. So when the boys left, Simon walked over to where the pig head was and noticed a bunch of flies flying around it. That is the reason why he decided to call if “Lord of the Flies.” He was observing it closely when he suddenly thought that the pig was speaking to him. He ‘ought to be going crazy. The pig was telling him that he, the pig was the beastie and that they all were the beastie because we all have a bit of evilness inside of us. Then the pig said that if Simon didn’t leave right away back to the island with the rest of the boys, something bad would happen. But did Simon listen.. no. So the pig told him “no running away from me now.” Simon should have listened. But it’s too late now….





Tuesday, September 23, 2008

I DON'T CARE

Perspective - Jack
Chapter 5 - A beast in the Water
I DONT CARE

I DON’T CARE ANYMORE. I am so mad. All I’m trying to do is make everything better. People think i’m getting a little ludicrous about everything. But I don’t care. OK, so I called the group together for a meeting because I wanted to tell them how I was feeling. So I told them that I couldn’t live this way any longer. I WANT A BED. I WANT REAL FOOD. I can’t live this way anymore. And what’s with all this talk about the beast. I can’t stand all the little ones lamentation every single night. At the meeting, I tried to tell them that there was no beastie just to make them feel better but once I mentioned the beastie, the boys started to discursive. Man… where is their decorum. Ugh, and on top of that, Ralph was trying to fight against me. But I am going to stand up for what I want and have a little input in what goes on on this island. Poor Simon. I mean, I know I sorta called him “weird”, but Ralph can’t keep cutting him off. Huhhh, this island is just going to turn out to be a danger zone. I just want to be OFF this island. It almost seems as if everyone is jeering me when I say that because they want the same too. Well, something has to be done about everything that’s been going on on the island. And until that happens, i’m going to have something to say about it.


Saturday, September 20, 2008

What Is Yet To Come

Chapter 4 - Painted Faces and Long Hair

Perspective- Ralph


Every since that little one died from the fire, nothing has been the same. Well not for me it hasn’t. I am now more hesitant in what I do and careful. I’m also more planned and I’m ready for anything to come my way. People have been telling me how rude it was for Jack and his friends to wreck the sand castles of the little one with belligerence. I mean, I do have to agree. That is how they keep each other company during the day before the blatant night strikes and all of them start crying and dreaming about their mummies. I feel bad for the little ones. They have a sickness that is impalpable. It could only take gouts to heal what their dealing with. I was thinking that maybe we might have to stay out at night to see what the little ones are talking about.. hmm.. WHAT BEASTIE?!? This will be our first time out at dark. I wonder what is in store to come. I hope nothing goes wrong. But it’s not like anything hasn’t. From Jack and his pig hunting. Plus, the older boys making fun of the little ones and kicking down their sand castles. I wonder why the little ones don’t care about it. I am hoping for the best tonight when we go out at dawn for the first time. I hope no malevolently looks are given to anyone. But like I said, we don’t know what is in store.

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Pig Hunter

LOTF - Chpt. 3
Huts on the Beach
Perspective - Piggy

“I have to catch that pig. I HAVE TO CATCH THAT PIG!!!” That is all I hear from Jack. He ought to shut up. He is so rapt in catching a pig every since the first time he tried to but he didn’t catch it because it was too fast for him. I kinda feel bad for him because he has vicissitudes. So he came back from his little “pig hunt” and he looked a bit disappointed in himself. It seemed like he was susurration to himself saying that he has to be better. But anyways, every since we have been stuck on this island, Ralph has been working on the huts and so has Simon. They are the only ones working on them even though Ralph specifically told all the boys that this was supposed to be a group effort. But obviously that wasn’t going to happen because once we were done with our little gathering, they all scurried off and were playing around. All the boys so be contrite for not putting in any input and effort into making the huts. And especially not Jack. He was so into trying to kill the pig that it was like a compultion because he didn’t even notice the huts. Ralph was trying to point them out to Jack but all he could keeps his mind on were those darn pigs. Ralph was telling Jack how much he appreciated Simons help and Jack’s response was “he is a bit odd.” But cut ‘em some slack… at least he was helping. Then Ralph was telling him how Simon went his separate way from all the other boys who were going to mess around just to go through the forest and find his peace. And I am guessing he did. He went to this beautiful place where there were flowers that only bloomed when the stars came out. But of course, Jack wasn’t listening. Him and his darn pig hunting.


Monday, September 15, 2008

Poor Little Roger

Fire on the Mountain
Perspective - Simon
LOTF - Chpt. 2

Poor little Roger. I feel bad for the little guy. I mean, he keeps trying to induce everyone that there is a snake like “beastie” on the island. But it's not like anyone believe him. But anyways, everyone is talking about how they want to be rescued from the island. Everyone is I was thinking of a way to be rescued but Ralph keeps going on and on about how his father is in the navy and that the queen has a picture of this is land. After Ralph was babbling on about his dad, he thought of the idea that if we mad some kind of signal so any ship that passes would know that there were people on the island. So he thought of building a fire on top of the mountain. I was thinking that something was going to go wrong once we got to the top of the mountain and started on the fire. So Ralph grabbed the conch and started sharing with all the boys what he thought of. Once he told the boys that we were gonna have to build a fire, the boys went crazy and were capering around the island. I thought they were being very errant. Once we got to the top of the mountain, the boys were scattered gathering up dried bark from trees. And the twins; Sam and Eric were going up and down the mountain gathering dried leaves. After a while, we were finally done gathering all the things we needed to make the fire. And as I predicted, something went wrong. We didn't know how to start the fire. No one had a match so there was no way to start the fire. But then Ralph knew that if he had glass, he could hold it up to the sun and make fire. And thats exactly what he did. He pinched Piggy's specks off his face. Piggy was really mad but I guess we hafta do anything to get us off this island. The fire finally started and the wood and trees that we laid on the floor burst into flames. Everyone was martyred because of the fire. It was so hot. We had to have people slit up into groups so that they could keep look out for any ships and watch the fire. So they split the choir up. Since I am known as the quiet and shy one, I didn't have much input in how we were gonna be rescued from the island. So the rest of the boys went down the mountain to flat ground except for the Altos. Ralph made Piggy check and make sure that all the boys were back safe and sound. But he could find Roger. He told the rest of the boys. They took in the bad news. I think Simon had died while we were building the fire. Poor little Roger. All the ebullience on the island slipped away.

Friday, September 12, 2008

This Is Just The Beginning

Lord of the Flies - Chpt. 1
The Sound of the Shell
Perspective - Jack


Hello. This is just the beginning. I have just arrived with the choir on the island. I have just met most of the boys on the island. Piggy looks a little more heavy set then most of the boys here. I called him fatty just to tease him. Ralph and Piggy were having a vote on who should be leader. I think it ought to be me. So every chance I get, I ought to act like the leader that I really am. I have had a little adventure so far. Ralph wanted to take two people to go explore in the forest with him for some food. He chose Simon and I. I am so mad at myself. It all started when we were kicking rocks around just for fun and we heard some noise of an animal but we couldn’t see where it was because it was behind a rock. I was supposed to kill it but then I chickened out and had to tell the guys that I “didn’t know where to stab it…” ...”and that maybe next time I ought to kill it right away.” Oh what am I kidding, I’m not gonna kill a pig. So far I think Ralph is an okay guy. And on the other hand, Piggy just makes me laugh when I think about him because who allows people to call them Piggy. And Piggy and his Ass-mar as Ralph says. He can’t do a lot of things because of it. I kind of feel bad. I hope everything goes well with just all us boys and no grown ups. Some of the boys want to go home because of that and just a few want to stay with no grown ups. I fell bad for the littler kids. Ralph and Piggy are probably wondering why I want to be leader. It’s because I think I am gonna be great at it. I can keep everyone in control and in parallel lines like I did when the choir and I arrived. But anyways, Like I said, This is just the beginning …