A Look Into Nagi’s Face Analysis
How destructive is power? This is a question one might contemplate while reading ‘A Look into Nagi’s Face’. Alaa’ El Aswani depicted power’s effect on a very small environment represented in the classroom. A Look into Nagi’s Face tells the story of a young boy who appears to be in the lower/middle class. This boy went to a strict French school where the teacher would hit whoever makes a mistake. When this happens other students would act as if they had seen nothing and the day would just continue normally. One day, Nagi, a new rich student with French origins came to the school and all the students became fascinated by him. He became their leader and the day the teacher hit him they all revolted. The…show more content…
But he pushes me violently away and then turns to the blackboard and writes my name, and the frère comes and he gives me ten strokes with the cane in front of the class.’
When we come to analyze the style of the writer in the story we find that he used a simple style, yet emphasized symbolism. The writer used informal diction in order to appeal to the people and not complicate the message he is sending. However, the writer depended largely on symbolism, which might be difficult for some readers to grasp. The whole story is based on symbolism; the school resembled a country, the teacher resembled the leader, the students resembled the people and finally Nagi resembled a political party or a potential leader. When looking at it from this point of view, it shows that at the beginning the people –students- were slaves to the teacher and even not supporting each other, but then came the potential leader –Nagi- who gave them a ray of hope, which made them follow him. However, the minute this leader got authority, he became a slave to power just like the previous leader and forgot about the people who helped him reach where he is.
This story shows how power enslaves people and how destructive it could be to people’s souls and conscience. Which is stated clearly in the last paragraph if the story: ‘Here I am. Tears wet my face, my hand stings, and I turn to Nagi, who stands forever next to the frère. I keep looking at him. Maybe he