The Love Of My Life

Rain and sun, snow and sleet, wind and fog can all possess varying meanings of symbolism in differing pieces of writing. In both A Farewell to Arms by Ernest Hemingway and A Brave New World by Aldous Huxley it is clear that weather can have numerous interpretations.

When it comes to literature, weather can be used in many different ways. It can symbolize theme, set the mood of the story, and even affect the plot. In Tangerine by Edward Bloor, the weather acts as a plot device and as a symbol.

Winter is more one sided with just punishment, lack of growth, and death. Along with all the seasons comes, geography. Fog and heat are most common in low places, along with swamps, fields, and crowds. Snow and ice, things complete opposite from fog and heat are found in high places. The high places can cause illnesses like death and blindness. Blindness is metaphorical, being unable to see reality, love, trust, and many other things. Another illness related to love or symbolizing love is heart disease. Heart disease shows loneliness, disloyalty, cowardice, and bad love or heartbroken.

Rain as an atmospheric weather condition can be mysterious, murky, isolating, and miserable and brings on misery.

Weather is very important in literature, not only does it help to set the mood, but it can also help reveal a character’s mood. When a character is happy, the sun might be shining and the birds might be chirping, or the opposite, if a character is sad then it might be raining or gloomy out. For example, in the “Great Gatsby” when Daisy firsts comes over to Nicks house unaware that Gatsby is there, it’s raining outside. The rain could represent Gatsby’s nervousness to see Daisy after so many years, and when the two finally do reunite, the rain continues. The rain could also symbolize the awkwardness between the two after meeting again for so long. When Nick returns, the rain stopped and the sun is shining, and we find that Daisy and Gatsby are

In the natural world, weather is unpredictable and can strike at any moment. However, in literature the author has the power to decide when a storm will hit. As explained in Thomas C. Foster’s How to Read Literature Like a Professor, the author always has a purpose behind a weather occurrence. Catcher in the Rye by J. D. Salinger has instances of snow and rain that undoubtedly serve a deeper meaning than just drenching the protagonist. The instances of snow and rain in Catcher in the Rye bear symbolic representation of struggle, which ultimately leads to a cleanse.

Life can be strenuous and arduous. Throughout history, humans struggle to develop a perfect relationship because of various personality traits, virtues, and habits. These interactions have inspired many authors and film directors to depict mood disparately. In many instances, weather becomes a foundation to intensify tension and direct the audience towards a particular mood. For example, in Daphne du Maurier’s Rebecca, the menacing storm portrays Maxim’s anger and distraught with Rebecca’s pregnancy and infidelity.

Throughout literary history weather has been used by all types of authors to help serve their purpose. The use of weather in literature can be used to do many different things. Throughout Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein weather servers many different purposes. Three of those purposes are foreshadowing, showing how a character feels, and to signify important details and/or events. In Frankenstein, Shelley uses weather to foreshadow upcoming events,show how characters feel, and to signify important details and/or events within the novel.

“Forecasting” is a poem by Hannah Kroonblawd, who created the speaker to have a sense of love and a lot of feelings towards someone. The speaker feels enamored with that someone, but also feels like it is dangerous. The speaker expresses the love she had when she was six and seven, she senses that moment when her parents took her to watch the Northern Lights. Between her emotions for that special someone, for example, the senses she’s having, and the thoughts of that someone. Kroonblawd uses the poem that symbolizes the tone, imagery, and the sense of what people actually feel in real life when it comes to love. Although, the speaker feels enamored towards that someone, she never stopped thinking about him. It leaves a question mark for the

Almost every character has a different idea about what the weather really was and the way it was introduced from the start of the novel puts doubts in the reader’s mind about the

The weather in a story has a big effect on the reader. Weather in a story is veryimportant; it helps readers visualize a scan or setting for better visitation of thebook. When reading a book the more details the book has the better you canunderstand what your reading. When a book describes weather details this helps areader picture the mood of the story. Weather details give off an emotionalconnection to the story such as “dark stormy night” makes you think of a scary storyor something bad happening. A book reading “a bright sunny day” it makes youthink of a nice summer day and a happy setting. Weather has a strong influence on areader and is a vital part of a

If you look at the similarities in these two stories, it is apparent that both of the authors use weather to

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“Pitter-patter, pitter-patter”, my 20 years old uncle holding the umbrella for me, while I am busy shedding tears. About 0.6 miles of walking in this extremely muddy road, to get to our car. Plenty of people from our village were crying and following us to the car, it almost felt like there was a death in the family. It was a dream for everyone but a nightmare to me. My heart kept yelling at me saying “look back he’s here”, I knew it was lying but I was compelled to look back. He wasn’t there, I looked back, he wasn’t there, I looked back, he wasn’t there. My 12 years old heart was begging to Allah to see him for one last time, but you don’t get what you always want. We left for Dhaka, the capital of Bangladesh, it was a 5-hour car ride, which I was unconscious, during most of it. I had no idea about America, nor the difference between “America and the U.S”. All I knew was, the life would be better in America. Though I wasn’t excited about coming here at all because I would have to leave the love of my life. My family assumed that I wasn’t serious about our relationship, but he meant so much to me. I would go to sleep saying “you love me or not, I love you”. Someone once said, “you will know what true love is when you can give someone without expecting anything in return”. I was crying nonstop before the day of our flight. Just the thought of not seeing the one person, whom you gave the most valuable thing from your little life, was hunting me down, every time I inhaled and

For the past 17 years of my life, I have been single, which allowed me to be happy and free. I knew I would find the one that would steal my heart and treat me like I deserve, so I had every right to be carefree. Then, in April of 2017, I met a boy through mutual friends and we clicked, instantly. My whole world changed for the better and I was on cloud nine every time we talked, touched, and even when we looked at each other. It moved pretty quickly, but it felt right to do so. Then, on May 7, 2017, we made it official… we were dating. It was a blast up until he left to go council at church camp on June 5 because he would be gone the entire week and come home on Saturday afternoons and leave Sunday evenings. I was devastated when he left because he was no longer with me physically, but the thing he kept telling me was, “I am in your heart, so I am always with you.” This, along with the brief morning and good night conversations, is what helped me made me make it through the week until Saturday came. We were happy and made the most out of the little time that we got to spend together. Then, on July 6, I went to Costa Rica and instead of being a counselor, he was a camper. While I was in Costa Rica, I had little to no internet connection and since he was a camper, he was not allowed to have his phone at all. Given this, we did not talk at all that week. I came home late on the fourteenth of July and when I saw him the next day, I knew in my heart something was different. He