Charlie Dialectical Journal

Chapter 8: Paul watched the Russian prisoners. Their voices reminded him of cozy homes. Paul was touched by some of the prisoner's brotherhood. He shared bits of his cigarettes with the prisoners. Later, Paul’s dad and sister visited him before he head to the front again.

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.

“But I don’t want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.” “In fact,” said Mustapha Mond, “you’re claiming the right to be unhappy.” “All right then,” said the Savage defiantly, “I’m claiming the right to be unhappy,” This significant quote from Brave New World had moved innumerable readers’ heart, so do I. Exaggeration? No. It’s the satire to the false meaning of the universal happiness, and it’s this quote which made me had rethink what do I really want and the way of living I want to choose. Because the deep influence and rumination brought by the book, I would like to say

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. A large amount of construction and building work was going on in the city. Unfortunately for the people, construction meant delays, but all for a good end result. “Construction delays elsewhere on the grounds were especially frustrating” (pg 167) Chicago is booming with new buildings and constructions sights everywhere. This quote shows the work of construction that is all over the city.

The underworld seemed to be getting colder and I couldn’t tell if it was because I’d fled the room that was lit or because Hades’s heart had been nearly ripped out. I was weeping pretty hard by now, feeling awfully betrayed and as lonely as my injurer. I felt my way around in the darkness for a while, thankful to the slight bluish glow that seemed to at least partially lighten ones way down in the underworld.

“Where should we walk to?” I asked. “I don’t know” said Megan. Elizabeth chimed in saying “let’s just walk around seeing where we end up.” The three of us walked around, and ended up at the playground at Olmsted Elementary School. It was chilly out, but you only needed a sweatshirt. The playground was spooky at night. It felt like someone was hiding waiting for

Tim “O” Brien has felt a lot of shame telling this story and it wasn't easy for him to relieve some of the pressure. “My mother and father were having lunch out in the kitchen. I remember opening the letter, scanning the first few lines, feeling the blood go thick behind my eyes. I remember a sound in my head. It wasn't thinking, just a silent howl.” (p2/4) Tim has gotten a letter to fight a war that the us didn't understand and that he didn't like so he feels like he's too good for war, and feels the blood behind his eyes go thick. He couldn't, couldn't go to war.

This quote was chosen because Charlie desires to be loved, treasured, and essentially wanted like any human being would, but unfortunately his love was received in the wrong manner.

Author’s Note- Hey guys thanks for sticking around for chapter two! Okay so first of all beatzlc and anyone else who was wondering, the gang is in 10th grade or sophomore in HIgh School. Anyway I’m going to get on with the chapter and sorry I just got home from a baseball game and I just ate dinner so this chapter will probably be short since I want to bring this story up on Tuesdays, Thursday, and Saturdays! Now that I got that schedule for three days in the week I can stick to that! Oh. and don’t worry about my other fanfictions I am working on that and trying to bring some one-shots up but I am loaded with school and you might have to wait for that but let’s get to the chapter!

1.The narrator wants to go to the bazaar in order to impress a girl. The girl can not go to the bazaar so the narrator tells her he can go to the bazaar and he will get her something.

Whenever I think of something not appearing to be something you first thought it was, I always think of water. Depending on how deeply you look down through it, the things underneath seem to be a lot bigger than if you were to bring them back up to the surface. Usually when you do that, you get a more accurate look at the object you’re now inspecting, as well as a closer look at its details. To assume that you’re looking at a sunken yacht at the bottom of a small lake seems ridiculous, but you wouldn’t know any different unless you questioned the image you see.

Journal Entry 1, Pages 1-15 Starting off, I can already predict this book is going to be very controversial with the whole topic of whether or not science should be allowed to “play the role of God”. So far I believe Charlie is a very likable and friendly character. I also believe due to his mental state he is very vulnerable. I agree strongly with Prof Nemur when he said, “We will use Charlie.

What defines intelligence? Is it how much you know? Or could it be how much you want to learn? These are the questions that Charlie Gordon was probably thinking before his fatal destiny. All he wanted was to know what is was like to be perceptive. He became envious of his peers and the world around him. Charlie thrived to understand the world through the eyes of a genius. However, he truly should've been careful with what he had wished for.

I exhale a long, frustrated sigh as I look around the old, battered up, brown and decaying café. It was amidst the start of the French Revolution, and circumstances were heating up. Everyone were in a small groups chattering away at nothing in particular as I stand at the slightly raised platform, waiting for the last few representatives to come. I, Pascal Beaumont, was the organizer of the raid that will be held at the Bastille, in Paris, on July 14, 1789. Tomorrow was July 14, 1789, the big day. Such an evil thing to do, some might think, but not in my situation. I was thirsty for revenge, for the blood that belonged to the royalty, for death. That rascal, King Louis XVI would pay for the lives he took from the peasants. They would never