1.08 Dialectical Journal

I would rather live in the World State due to life on the “savage reserve” being hazardous. On the reserve, food is not guaranteed. In 1984 it is stated that the environment of the savage reserves is so inhospitable that it is not productive to establish civilization in these areas. To me, living in the World State would mean losing my identity, so I wouldn’t miss the freedoms that I have now. On the other hand, on the savage reserve I would be aware of the missing food and absence of any luxury. Also, based on Bernard’s experience in the book, I would have a hard time fitting in on the reserve as a white person.

There are multiple details that stood out as particularly true to life in my view. One was the nariartator that it is telling the story/ his view point main character mentions what check out aisle number. It mentions how the three girls looked. The character payed attention to how the girl that seem to be the leader was walking saying “she came down a little hard on her heels, as if she didn’t walk in her bare feet much” this quote helps you picture how the person and might help picture what the girl was walking like. He gave details to where he was and what he was doing when the three girls was doing. He mentions that “I’m in the third check-out slot with my back to the door so that I didn’t see them until they had reach the bread” this helps the reader to set up an mental image of the store as they are reading.

1) “They carried the soldier’s greatest fear, which was the fear of blushing. Men killed, and died, because they were embarrassed not to. It was what had brought them to the war in the first place, nothing positive, no dreams of glory or honor, just to avoid the blush of dishonor. They died so as not to die of embarrassment” (O’Brien 20).

    In this chapter Steven woke up extra early for some reason in this interminable  world and slow walked to the basement to get some drum practice. When Jeffrey, his little brother, snuck up behind him. Jeffery asked for some moatmeal- oatmeal- also saying his parts hurt. Apparently he had been saying that for a while now. Steven and Jeffrey went to get the oatmeal and Jeffery sat on a stool. When Steven turned around Jeffery fell of the stool and hurt his nose. Jeffrey cried a lot. Their parents came down and interrogated them. Jeffery was sent to the emergency room, while Seven and his dad went to school and work.

The piercing weee-ooo-weee-ooo of the approaching ambulance could be heard in the distance, the sound growing steadily louder, and overcome with emotion, Booker slid to the floor with a sob. For the briefest of moments, he had thought everything would be okay, but the reality was, he had failed his friend yet again. If he’d fought through the dizziness and remained conscious, he could have calmly convinced Tom to go to the hospital instead of trying to trick him. He’d underestimated Tom’s gullibility, and he had paid the ultimate price. The DNA evidence was gone, and there was nothing left to link the seven men to the rape except his and Horshack’s witness account and the video. But the video was of no use because he knew Tom well enough to know even if he tracked down the Keymaster, the young officer would never give permission to use the tape in court. Once again he felt the weight of his guilt pushing down on him and his misery intensified. He was a failure as a cop and a friend, and because of him, the seven Pi Taus would never be brought to justice.

Chapter 8 Protagonist/s: Marie-Laure LeBlanc/ Werner Pfennig Antagonist/s: Germans Time: 9th August 1944 Summary: Allied artillery begins shelling Saint-Malo again. Von Rumpel becomes delirious from his illness and attempts to search the house once again.

The man sat down at the table and continued to drink his beer. “I know there’s nothing wrong with you,” he said, “I never said there was.” The man quickly changed the topic. “When we’re done in Madrid we could take a train to Castellón de la Plana and stay near the beach if you’d like.” He said. The girl stared at the hills and said nothing.

Having never experienced a positive way to express his feeling in his childhood it caused him to be so cold and empty in side. He was as inhuman and void of emotions as his small childhood pet.

They stand from the counsel, join the hands of one another and speak, not to bring the affair into great jeopardy by disagreement and their stubbornness; the affair was easy, whether they stay or remain, if only they thought on the same thing and agreed on the same thing; on the other hand they saw no security in disagreement. Until the middle of the night, the disagreement continues. At last, Cotta was overpowered, he gives up: Sabinus’s opinion overruled. It is announced that they will march at dawn, the rest of the night, (they) remain awake, since every soldier was observing their property, to see what could be carried with them, and out of the winter quarters, what he would be compelled to leave behind. This is suggested to show why they could not stay without danger, and how the danger would only increase if the soldiers become weak and want to sleep.

Throughout his life at Battle School he was reminded of who the real enemy was. However, he didn’t realize the consequences until after they had hurt him. After receiving a letter from Val, he started to think about a lot until it finally brought him to remember what his friend Dink had said. He knew, “Dink

When you have felt as though the world is throwing you curve balls every millisecond since you can remember, you tend to grow bitter with the universe; always questioning, “but why me?” Growing up in this home—this family, has, in the long run anyway: been beneficial. However, I did not always believe it could be a good thing to ride the road to hell daily. I used to believe the world was cruel, and that suffering would never come to an end—I was a scapegoat for all of my family’s wrong doings. Today, I see the reason’s behind actions, and I have come to appreciate the fact that I grew up at the ripe age of seven.

In the midst of what stood for a mellow day, a girl finds herself situated in the same maroon arm chair, she found herself in three years ago. Surprisingly to the therapist’s knowledge, the girl’s blank face-expression had survived all these years; and from the looks of it, things hadn’t changed, if not stayed the same all together. Some may even say that in such events, things may always seem to take a different turn into the same direction: misery.

The doctor walked him through his facility where he saw all the kids that had been operated on. They would just sit in their cell empty eyed and dead inside. He knew that there would be no saving them from whatever the doctor did to them. It looked as though they had been in their cells for weeks, possibly even months.

After many years since the initial arrest of his father, Zak revisits his earlier dilemma of loving his father yet shaming him for causing him so much trouble. Finally Zak had almost forgotten his father, and now his life could go on. He was no longer strapped down by abuse and the burden of his father, thus all of his problems had about faded away in light of his freedom. These feelings allow him to accept his past and feel somewhat confident in confiding with his closest friends about his true identity. Something he decided to keep secret had been released, and the weight of that knowledge had been lifted, he knew that it was okay; his friends were loyal and would not judge him. The acceptance of his friends and the release of such a heavy

“You didn’t deserve it, they just can’t stand a girl who isn’t afraid to bite back.”