What Is The Use Of Grandfather Bohdan's Tone In His Voice

'The very good-looking young man hung up the receiver, and looked at the dial of his wrist-watch…He seemed to be calculating. So long for a young woman to reach her home, and throw herself upon her couch, so long for tears, so long for exhaustion, so long for remorse, so long for rising tenderness. Thoughtfully he lifted the receiver from its hook and set it on end upon the little table.'

Danticat uses her Uncles loss of voice, to show us how different and hard it can be to not have a voice at all. When Danticat was 9 years old, her uncle was diagnosed with throat cancer and the doctors told him that he would need a radical laryngectomy to save his life. Danticat recalls her uncle, a bishop, having a grand voice, a voice that would invoke people to listen when she states, “he would model Fignolé’s forceful and direct Creole diction and speak in a clear, powerful bass, allowing only a few well-chosen pauses” (Danticat p.31) However, as a bishop, her father recalls a time when he’d watched his brother give a

Before this, she is shown as a docile submissive girl (‘I’m sorry, Daddy’) and the change would come across as a great shock to the audience. Sheila interrupts Gerald when he says ‘Now listen darling-’ which makes the audience understand the gravity of the situation. Sheila’s argumentative tone which is juxtaposed with Gerald’s silence (‘He does not reply’) builds an ominous mood and elevates Sheila’s anger. The argument ends before we are given substantial information, leaving us with incomplete information and wanting to know more.

The contrast between the son’s first words with his father and his later conversation emphasizes how rapidly he is growing up. At first, the son lovingly exclaims, “not the same story baba, a new one”. However, towards the end, the son’s affectionate speech turns angry, as he shouts,“are you a god, the man that screams?”

Sweat beaded down his wrinkled, exhausted forehead. Butterflies had flown through his stomach. This was planned for decades, but worries scattered through Matthaus and Angelika’s brains. The day came where Angelika and Matthaus would have to make the hardest decision in their lifetime which would bring tragedy across the family. “Come my sons Dietrich and Dagobert, Myself and Angelika have an important announcement. Cough! Cough!” says Father Matthaus. Dagobert and Dietrich prance to the throne room where Father Matthaus and Lady Angelika were waiting. With stutters, Matthaus says, “I would like to announce that I will-I will be-withdrawing from my throne as I have grown much too old.” He does not have to continue because they both know that only one of them will receive the riches and fame. In complete silence, Dagobert and Dietrich part ways to each of their rooms. But as Dagobert enters his room, the hunger and thirst strike upon him, that hunger for royalty and fame. At that point, he had started to plan out his journey to the throne.

When something has not been used or oiled for an extensive period of time it squeaks and creaks. Bromden has not spoken for most of his life because he was initially ignored. Because Bromden has been ignored for most of his life, he opens up readily when McMurphy decides to actually take the time to “listen” to him (185). When an individual feels comfortable and welcomed, he or she is able to open up and deal with his or her problems. McMurphy allowed Bromden to “practice” speaking, and was “not [in a] hurry” to listen” (185).

“Don't listen to him,” her mother says, taking her hand and leading her inside the small house, closing the door on him. “He'll come around, Awen, you'll see. Please, sit down. We have so much to get caught up on, and I just put dinner in the oven.”

Even through his pride, he has come to realize the mistakes he and his wife had made, while bringing up their son and now in his own way is now trying to patch up or lessen the distance between a father and son. Simultaneously, one cannot help but notice the lack of conversation between the narrator and his father, even though they are meeting after a long time, the scarcity of words spoken does not go unnoticed. The narrator on the other hand, is also trying, as he does not give a definite answer on whether he will stay or leave besides the willingness to forget the past and move

Suddenly, there is a big crash! Poppy falls to the ground, and I hear screaming!

“I heard her crying out.” (11) This was like music to his ears. He ran to the bedroom window where they were, but the curtains and window was closed. This was a major let down. He had put in a lot of late nights and missing his bus to miss this.

His father began speaking much more often after that. Every night, after he got home from work, he’d find his son on the sofa, expression peeved from an hour hunched over his maths. It started off the same. He needed to take up the mantle, take up a job, stop his whining and get rid of those stupid dolls. (“Action figures, Da, they’re action figures!”) Get those boyfriends of yours out of my house! On and on and on… Time to be a man, be a Merridew.

As soon as we finished the job, my uncle went and sat in the front

That fact alone hit me like a train. I loved Grandpa. Ever since I lost my uncle Ray, I seldom let Grandpa out of my sight. But what truly drove a dagger straight through my heart was witnessing my happy-go-lucky nine-year-old brother’s face fall. Watching a little boy be completely devastated by death was a new brand of agony that words can’t

Didn’t I tell you? Didn’t I? That’s the end of it now." (634) Gordimer’s tone remains emotional in a sad heartfelt way, Bamjee’s husband chose to be angry with

Gentle laying her hand to rest on the drivers arm, she asks him to put down the gun. Reluctantly he did not, approaching Abram to look if the odor of liquor is present, and upon doing so, he inquired about the man’s condition and her guard. Insuring Viola is in no danger, the driver sat in his cab while the two of them began their chat sitting upon the freezing stairway! As his heart split open, spitting out the trails and tabulation’s of months got by. Tears ran slowly down his cheeks, laying to rest on Viola’s hand held so tight within Abrams. A few tears were put out within the Viola's heart, not to make a show of them, “strength is important”, reminding herself throughout Abrams