Finally looking at them he stared and slowly placed the paper at the top of his cluttered desk, turning to the two men and sighed the first words, "More of this madness.” Gazing out the window he continued, “For months this town has been unsettled and upset because of these damn requests and these damn ships. Were you present yesterday at the fight at the waterfront?” They shook their head no. “Over the most unbelievable thing,” he shook his head as if scolding school boys. “It seems that one of the sailors, a questionable man he must be, to go on this voyage and perhaps with a bit too much drink in him, told your Captain that,” here the shop keeper played the part of a drunk, “Aye, the 'La Gallega' was a most awkward ship for such a voyage!” …show more content…
“I wonder if he will now presume to change the name of the other two ships, the small one who they playfully call 'the girl' and the third one” he chuckled, “called 'the painted one'?” He walked slowly toward a crowded corner of the shop, bracing himself on a nearby shelf. His rounded shoulders were still broad but age had tilted them. As he continued toward an opened crate full of iron bowls, one foot dragged on the wooden floor. “You would think that his mission was to transport a cargo of priests.” He said to himself. “Who would be deeply offended to ride aboard a ship named to commemorate whores; but what else can sailors think of when they have been at sea for so long? “ he rested again occupying himself by pretending to straighten brushes in a jar. “Must your Captain refer to these ships in such holy terms that daydreaming sailors mentally wrestling? The holy or the damned” another chuckle escaped from his silent thoughts. Then with impatience he exclaimed, “Enough of this! I will have your precious bells prepared by the next morning, your red cloth in two days’ time and if this is not fast enough to please your worthy Captain tell him that the 'Santa Maria' may be worthy of fast service but that the 'Maria Galante' might have more personal service,” a sly grin found its way to his wrinkled face, “for any man who might pay her naughty
Arriving back at his apartment, Booker found Tom curled on the couch, his gaunt face a mask of misery. Dressed in ill-fitting sweats, the borrowed clothing swamped his slender frame, giving him the appearance of someone much younger than his twenty-five years. There was a bucket next to the couch that smelled faintly of vomit and Booker averted his eyes, unable to stomach the sight of the foul smelling liquid. His lower body ached, and all he wanted to do was take a hot shower and go to bed. For the first time since Tom’s arrival, he was aware of the enormity of what he was taking on. He could say goodbye to his carefree bachelor’s life, he was now responsible for a sick and emotionally damaged
These chapters led me into a dark reflection of who Jody truly was. He swooped me off my feet when I met his character, just like he swooped Janie off of hers. He made promises that seemed hopeful and sincere. However, through these chapters I felt as if I saw his true colors. He seemed to be just like the rest of the men. I hate to classify them and stereotype them, but he was not so charming after all.
Alistair MacLeod’s “The Boat” is a literary success on many levels. His ability to evoke mood, sustain a meaningful theme and a strong setting make this piece particularly impressive.
Walking down the streets of the busy city, a few people spotted them. Malessica could hear her name being called by many civilians, who swarmed her trying to get a picture. Isaac had civilians trying to get pictures with him. Isaac never imagined his personal space would get violated in a city like Costelios.”
“Someone called in about a small home in Sector B-20. Said the man there might be sheltering food.”
“Whenever you feel like criticizing any one . . . just remember that all the people in this world haven't had the advantages that you've had” (1).
Turning a corner, Tom slowed his pace as he approached his apartment building. Although he longed for the comfort of his home, the thought of facing Booker filled him with dread, the psychological burden weighing him down. Consequently, he purposely dragged his feet, delaying the confrontation and the inevitable argument. He’d reacted badly to the news of Booker's tape, and his guilt hung like a noose around his neck, waiting for the moment his mind yanked at the metaphorical rope, and the painful castigation crushed his airway. But while his remorse was real, his jealousy was a far bigger beast, a raging fire-breathing monster that easily dominated all other emotion. It was a deep-seated sensation that encompassed feelings of fear, rage, and
"Oh, Gods! Give me strength!" Milano pleaded, looking up at the ceiling, hoping that it would split apart, the gods would descend to the earth and calm his raging flesh.
A few days later, after sealing the letter and hiding in between my mattress and spring box, Alfred told me to pack for an important meeting. I tucked the letter for Vlad into a small pocket of the suitcase before tossing it into the trunk. The next morning, Alfred woke up earlier than usual and told me to get ready. I thought he told me the flight was at 11 am., why are we getting ready at five o’ clock? I took a quick shower and dressed for the Spring weather outside, carrying an extra coat for the blistering cold of Russia. I double-checked my room for anything I would need such as a toothbrush or shampoo bottle.
It’s mid to late afternoon when he wakes alone in his tent. The empty bottle and flask are sitting in the middle of his small table holding down a piece of paper.
1. I think the dinner is the most important to the plot in chapter one. It gives us the setting of the novel and introduces us to multiple key caracters. It also tells and shows us what kind of the people the main characters are and what they associate themselves with. 2.
MR. JARED, SIR. I did exactly as you ordered me to do, sir. I went and took Miss Ruby those new supplies,” answered Booker.
Cannery Row seems to do things that are not done anymore, especially in 2015. The town currently is far different then how Steinbeck describes. The town has strived (finally) from the book . Also Monterey CA is one of the most expensive part of CA.
In the “The Seafarer,” the reader follows the perspective of a man during the Anglo-Saxon times and his complicated relationship with the sea. The Anglo-Saxon times were filled with hardships such as disease, storms, floods, and the separation of families. The boats men would set out upon their journeys within were primitive and difficult to maneuver in the harsh
The lines that follow deal with death and punishment. Part 3, describes how the sailors' "throats unslaked, with black lips baked, We could nor laugh nor wail; Through utter drought all dumb we stood! I bit my arm, I sucked the blood, And cried, A sail! A sail! " Then all the shipmates die "Four times fifty living men, (And I heard nor sigh nor groan) With heavy thump, a lifeless lump, They dropped down one by one." And so the ancient mariner was "Alone, alone, all, all alone, Alone on a wide wide sea! A never a saint took pity on My soul in agony." He sat