Chapter 11 and 12: The hunters at the Castle Rock
Piggy’s Journal
I woke up in the morning; it was cold because the fire was not there. I had some difficulties seeing because Jack had my specs but he's going to have and give them to me when I go and yell at him because what is right is right. It’s nice that Ralph is guiding me and helping me so that I do not run into something.
Ralph blew the conch to make an assembly and all of us that were left, and that had not gone to Jack’s tribe, assemble on the beach. At the end of the assembly we decided that our only choice was to travel to the Castle Rock to make Jack and his followers give me back my specs.
I don’t know how Jack is becoming so mean and how he does everything truculently. I mean Simon died and that was his fault for making us say those words, “kill the beast, cut its throat, and spill his blood.” I hope I survive in this island but if I don’t I hope Ralph survives.
We started walking towards the Castle Rock. At Jack’s camp there were guards protecting and they told us that Jack went hunting. Suddenly, Jack and a group of hunters emerged from the forest, dragging a dead pig. Jack and Ralph immediately face off. Ralph tried to explain to Jack the importance of the signal fire so that we could get rescued but Jack would just keep on arguing with Ralph. Samneric, puzzled, looked at one another; while I, reassured by the cessation of violence, stood up carefully. I carefully stood next to a rock, with a sense of delirious abandonment, and leaned all my weight to the lever holding out the talisman, the fragile, shining beauty of the shell. I tried to scream and yell the importance of rules and of been rescued but they would not listen and would keep on their argument.
Suddenly, Roger shoved a massive rock down the mountainside. The boulders stroked me and shatter the conch shell I was holding, that knock me off the mountainside to my death on the rocks below. Now I am death. Ralph after he saw I was death he ran into the jungle and they began to torture Samneric, forcing them to submit to Jack’s authority and to join his tribe.
I saw Ralph trying to escape Jack and his hunters so that he would not get killed by Jack. Ralph escaped to the beach and there he saw a naval officer he was so overwhelmed by the knowledge that he had been rescued. Suddenly, other boys were appearing, with tiny tots, brown, and with distended bellies of small savages. I hope I could be rescued like them but I am dead.
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Blog# 7(Chapter 9 and 10 Lord of the Flies)
Chapter 9 and 10: The Feast
Ralph’s Journal
I woke up and I saw the edge of the lagoon become a streak of phosphorescence which advanced minutely, as the great wave of the tide flowed. Then I noticed that most of the boys were not there and I could hear at a far distance boys laughing and screaming like if there was a feast going on. I asked piggy what was going on and where was everyone and piggy told me that Jack was having a feast and that most of the boys were there. Then piggy asked me if we could go to the feast because he was hungry. I told him that we could go because I was hungry too and because I wanted the boys to remember that I was chief.
When we got there the boys stopped making noise and just looked at me, maybe they thought I was going to scream at them, although I wasn’t. Then Jack extended an invitation to my group to join their feast, some of my group joined the feast. Then they gave us food and water, which was weird because Jack is always mean to us. Then after a short fight that I had with Jack he order his tribe to do its wild hunting dance. Suddenly, part of my group and I were caught up in frenzy and we started doing the wild hunting dance too. We would say, “Kill the pig, cut its throat, spill his blood,” and each time we all kept on saying it louder. The night was cool and purged of immediate terror. Suddenly a corpulent figure came out of the forest. So we all started screaming, we all got scare then the figure just went to the middle of circle and it was saying something. We all thought it was the beastie although it actually had a human shaped body. The littluns and some biguns stabbed it and bit it and killed it but we never got to know what it really was. I actually thought it was a human.
On the morning I saw piggy on the beach and I asked piggy were was Simon and piggy said that the beastie was maybe Simon and that we probably killed him yesterday at the feast but that it was Simon’s fault because he shouldn’t have come out of the dark screaming. Then I asked piggy if he knew where Samneric where and piggy told me that they were getting wood for the fire. After they came I asked them about what happened yesterday at the feast but they seem like they didn’t want to talk about it so they said that they left early. Then I started talking to piggy about being rescued and piggy said that if we didn’t get home soon we would be barmy. At night we went to sleep depressed and kind of losing interest in the signal fire. On the middle of the night a theological speculation presented itself. Jack and his hunters came and stole piggy’s glasses, but the problem is that I don’t know why they want piggy’s glasses.
Ralph’s Journal
I woke up and I saw the edge of the lagoon become a streak of phosphorescence which advanced minutely, as the great wave of the tide flowed. Then I noticed that most of the boys were not there and I could hear at a far distance boys laughing and screaming like if there was a feast going on. I asked piggy what was going on and where was everyone and piggy told me that Jack was having a feast and that most of the boys were there. Then piggy asked me if we could go to the feast because he was hungry. I told him that we could go because I was hungry too and because I wanted the boys to remember that I was chief.
When we got there the boys stopped making noise and just looked at me, maybe they thought I was going to scream at them, although I wasn’t. Then Jack extended an invitation to my group to join their feast, some of my group joined the feast. Then they gave us food and water, which was weird because Jack is always mean to us. Then after a short fight that I had with Jack he order his tribe to do its wild hunting dance. Suddenly, part of my group and I were caught up in frenzy and we started doing the wild hunting dance too. We would say, “Kill the pig, cut its throat, spill his blood,” and each time we all kept on saying it louder. The night was cool and purged of immediate terror. Suddenly a corpulent figure came out of the forest. So we all started screaming, we all got scare then the figure just went to the middle of circle and it was saying something. We all thought it was the beastie although it actually had a human shaped body. The littluns and some biguns stabbed it and bit it and killed it but we never got to know what it really was. I actually thought it was a human.
On the morning I saw piggy on the beach and I asked piggy were was Simon and piggy said that the beastie was maybe Simon and that we probably killed him yesterday at the feast but that it was Simon’s fault because he shouldn’t have come out of the dark screaming. Then I asked piggy if he knew where Samneric where and piggy told me that they were getting wood for the fire. After they came I asked them about what happened yesterday at the feast but they seem like they didn’t want to talk about it so they said that they left early. Then I started talking to piggy about being rescued and piggy said that if we didn’t get home soon we would be barmy. At night we went to sleep depressed and kind of losing interest in the signal fire. On the middle of the night a theological speculation presented itself. Jack and his hunters came and stole piggy’s glasses, but the problem is that I don’t know why they want piggy’s glasses.
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