My Dialectical Journal

In the book, All the Light We Cannot See by Anthony Doerr, Doerr changes the narration of the book by interchanging the two characters’ perspectives. I think that the narration change between the two characters made the book more intriguing to read. One example of when the story was more intriguing was in chapter eight where Marie-Laure was hiding from the German soldiers who had been searching the house for a couple of days. This part was really intense because the soldiers wouldn’t leave until they walked away with what they wanted. The next section went on to tell the story about Werner and his mission in Saint-Malo. Werner’s interruption made the story more suspenseful because I had to wait a couple of chapters before finding

You have no idea how much I have missed you these past few days. It has been almost unbearable, sleeping in a different bed. I miss your warmth, comfort, and reliability and I hate having to be away from you for so long. I can not wait to see you again!

December 14, 1924 was a bright, beautiful winter morning, the sky a vibrant blue without a cloud roaming around. The previous night, a heavy snowfall had powdered and blanketed the ground. Children all around town were enjoying playing, skipping, and laughing in the city of Paris, France.

Paragraph 1 tone : He seems nervous about this trip He says ,“We’ve all been up since midnight, starting our predive checks after a couple of restless hours of sleep, and the whole team is running on adrenaline. These are the roughest conditions I’ve dived in so far on the expedition” The way he says that they’ve been up the whole night doing checks without sleep and how this is one of the roughest conditions he has dived in so far just gives the sense of nervousness if he will make the challenge.

“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.

Pg 379- “In Sugamo prison, as he was told of Wantanbe’s fate, all Louie saw was a lost person, a life now beyond redemption. HE felt something that he had never felt for his captor before. With a shiver of amazement, he realized that it was compassion.”

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).

“‘Why do you say Africa instead of just saying the country you mean?’…‘You don’t know America. You say Senegal and American people, they say, Where is that...’” (Adichie 15).

He had told him that him and Holden jumped out of the tree (Knowles 21).

Jessime said nothing as he heeded his masters commands. The boy climbed to his feet, a little wobbly at first but he regained his stance. As his master walked to the well, Jessime moved through the front entrance to get to the hog. He prepared the pig for them to eat again by stripping the left over meat and dropping it in the second well bucket that was left by the fire over night. Next the boy proceeded to grab his shirt and unstitch his other shirt sleeve, now he had a sleeveless shirt, perfect for the dry climate. After he carefully removed the thread from his shirt he grabbed a wood splinter and refined it with his dagger making a makeshift needle. Jessime grabbed the hog hide near by and began to diligently sew it into a hide sack. After

The homesteads were sparse in these parts, and Devon’s home was about as remote as it could be. His parents had always assured him that living in the countryside was the good life, and that they preferred the quietness to the bright lights and rackets of town centers and cities. But lately Devon had become obsessed with the idea of leaving the village for the excitement of the capital. When not on excavations, his father often spent time working in a research facility in Tridentport. And when he was home, he told stories, thus planting seeds of

As the last cart teetered on a wheel before coming to stand upright the dwarves and men slumped against its side, gasping for breath and wiping sweat from their brows.

part one: a normal life. one day deshawn was sitting on the couch and his enemy

Discovery Journal Writing Never Let Me Go — Chapter 10 Kathy recalled, "Of course, in practice, especially during the first months, we rarely stepped beyond the confines of the Cottages. We didn't even walk about the surrounding countryside or wander into the nearby village. I don't think we were afraid exactly. "