| Monday, September 29, 2008 |
| Lord of The Flies by William Golding #8 |
Chapter 8 - Gift For The Darkness
Come To Our Side, We've Got Cookies - by Jack
Ralph is soo... I don't know. But he's a bad chief. He's not a prefect. He shouldn't be chief anymore. I should!! But nobody wants to listen to me. Nobody wanted to vote for me to be the leader. Ugh, don't tell anyone but.. it made me really humiliated. What is wrong with people these days? Personally I think that I'd make a better leader. Yeah, we did see the beast but whatever. We could just forget about it. We don't need to kill it. We can kill pigs and eat that meat. So I ran off and whoever wanted to join me could. I managed to recuit a few boys later and it made me really happy. Those boys have smart thinking. We killed a pig and even stuck a spear up its' ass. Hah. We also paunched its' guts out and also cut off its' head and stuck a stick through it. Since we captured a pig we needed to roast it. The boys and I decided to go to Ralph's campsite and steal their fire so we can eat our pig. Even though it was kind of a taboo we came there with demoniac faces and I tried to recuit more boys. Pretty soon Ralph would have nobody to be in charge of except for Piggy. Hahaha! I thought that raiding the site was demure of myself. Finally this island is starting to get better. |
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| Sunday, September 28, 2008 |
| Lord of The Flies by William Golding #7 |
Chapter 7 - Shadows and Tall Trees
A Pig. by Ralph
I really miss back home. I wish I could go back. Lately I've been having day dreams about home while I was using the lavatory. Today I almost caught a pig! It felt like kind of like rugger. I managed to hit the pig but I didn't catch it. I was pretty proud of what I've done. I told the other boys and they said they wanted to reenact it. They said that they'd even get drums and fire, but, uh.. I just wanted to say that I hit a pig. How could they be so dun? Hah, if I caught it I'd eat it and I'd put brine all over it.
We also went around the island today. We wanted to search for the beast. We had left Piggy with the littluns. Poor Piggy, I wonder how he kept up with the littluns. I guess that wasn't a sage decision. In search for the beast, Jack decided for us to go up the mountain. We went and looked and then went to a slope. We crept forward and it was dark. A few yards away, we saw something. It was a creature; something like a great ape. We sat there, being impervious.
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| Wednesday, September 24, 2008 |
| Lord of The Flies by William Golding #6 |
Chapter 6 - Beast From Air
Where's The Beastie? by Piggy
It was dark out and I was trying to sleep. All of a sudden Sam & Eric go to our shelter and they woke up Ralph and I. They claimed that they saw a beastie. I guess this beastie mania will be interminable. So Ralph did another meeting. As they explained what they saw, it seemed pretty scary. I asked if we could all just stay where we were, but Ralphed shouted at me that we shouldn't. In the meeting, Jack just mutinously said that we don't really need a conch anymore. Jack also decided that we all should just move and we're wasting time talking about it. Jack is so waxy. I was then assigned to watch the littluns but how could I with just one eye to see with? What if the beast came and I didn't know it?! So anyways we decided to just go and search for this "beastie". I was so embroiled that I started to get a asthma attack. It was getting hard for me to breathe. But nobody really minded me... As we started searching for the beastie, everyone started acting up again. They would all just run off and play. The boys played with the rocks and they were flailing them. Ralph then told them to stop. He said that we needed smoke since there could be a ship out there. But what if there's a beastie? What if it's going to get us?! |
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| Tuesday, September 23, 2008 |
| Lord of The Flies by William Golding #5 |
Chapter 5 - Beast From Water
Every thing's Getting Outta Control by Simon
Ralph called a meeting today. At night. We haven't had a meeting at night yet. The meeting filled up pretty quickly, and Ralph was pretty serious about it. The assembly of boys gave discursive noises and such. But Ralph was starting to get more strict. I get his position though. He's been trying to take care of everyone and make sure that we will survive. Ralph tried to explain to everyone that we need decorum. Like, we shouldn't urinate at random places and such. Ralph also made a rule that we can only have one fire-- at the mountain. I guess it's kinda weird, but I also think that he's just trying to decide what's for the best of us.
While Ralph was talking, Jack decided to interrupt and just yapped that we needed to suck it up and just deal with it. Jack thought that the whole thing was ludicrous. He then brought up the beastie to the conversation. Piggy tried to tell his thoughts but somehow nobody really listens to him.. Jack always tempestously messes with Piggy. Oddly, I stood up and grabbed the conch and started talking about my relaxing place in the jungle. I started to get hesitant about telling everyone, but then Ralph just told me to never go there again. The conversation in the meeting just started to get more about the beastie. They were talking about if there were ghosts, or beasties, and so on.
I guess everything for Ralph has been getting really frustrating. So frustrating that Ralph wanted to give up being chief. Piggy and I didn't want him to give up his position. I mean, if Jack was chief all we would have is all hunting and no fire, so no rescue. If only a grownup was here. Everything would've been so much easier.. Boy, if we were never rescued.. the lamentation of the littluns would go on for a long, long time. |
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| Sunday, September 21, 2008 |
| Lord of The Flies by William Golding #4 |
Chapter 4 - Painted Faces and Long Hair
My Capture + Stupid Fatty by Jack
Finally, I killed a pig! We finally got to eat meat. I came up with a good plan and the hunters helped me out. We went up to the pig and surrounded it and we killed it! The hunters and I went to the beach and all I saw was blatant boys playing around. I noticed how all of the boys on the island had swarthiness of their skin and it was different than when we first got here. We need some kind of balm or something here..
I then tried telling Ralph my capture of the pig but all he told me was "You let the fire go out." But I mean, it's just a fire! We could always light the fire again. I tried explaining everything to Ralph of our achievement, but he just gave me a belligerence attitude. Ralph then started to tell me how there was a ship and if I had kept the fire going we would've been rescued and stuff. Then, stupid Piggy repeated of what Ralph kept trying to tell me and I just lost my temper from there. I just wanted to hit that boy. So I stuck my fist into Piggy's stomach and he sat down with a grunt. Hah! I even smacked Piggy's head and his glasses flew off and his specs broke. But whatever, he deserves it anyways. Piggy is super annoying.. One side is now broken and he then looked malevolently at me.
Since everyone was hungry I cut it and roasted it and gave some for everyone to eat. Except Piggy, of course. Silly Simon tried giving some food to Piggy. Psh! They should be thankful that I got some food for everyone. |
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| Tuesday, September 16, 2008 |
| Lord of The Flies by William Golding #3 |
Chapter 3 - Hut on The Beach
Frustration by Ralph
Simon and I created two shelters over the past few days. Only two.. and there's how many boys on this island? Nobody is bothering to help. The shelters Simon and I made are unstable and shaky. They won't stay in place! Being a chief is filled with vicissitudes.. I'm under a lot of pressure and the boys are very errant here. They all had ran off while Simon and I tried to make shelters out of leaves and branches. Everyone had been bathing, eating, or playing! If I called a meeting then everyone would listen, and then work for five minutes. Then they would go run off and swim or something. This frustration just gives me compulsion to hit them to make them listen!Nobody really bothers to do work around here. Am I being inscrutable to these boys?! How are we supposed to survive? I hope someone would feel contrite for me. I mean, everyone had agreed to help, right? But Jack had went to go hunt for food but he didn't catch anything yet. Jack really wants to just get meat instead of creating a shelter before getting rescued. His hunters would help hunt, but would come back early and go swimming. The only thing I can do is look at him with opaque eyes... |
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| Monday, September 15, 2008 |
| Lord of The Flies by William Golding #2 |
Chapter 2 - Fire on The Mountain
I Have Good Ideas Too....
by Piggy
So today this little boy Roger, told all of us that there was a beastie, you know, a snake-like thing. He said he saw it in the woods but nobody really believed him. Anyways nobody knows that we're stuck in this island. Who knows when we'd be rescued! Ralph said that his father was in the navy and he says that the Queen has a big room full of maps and all the islands in the world is drawn there. So there's hope for us and his dad's ship would find us sooner or later. Ralph then decided to make a fire on the mountain so that a ship could notice us by seeing the smoke from the fire. When we decided to make a fire, all of the boys went crazy and were capering around the island. All of the boys were being errant. Once the boys got on the top of the mountain they started to gather dried bark and dried leaves from the tree. They needed to light the fire so the guys wanted to use my specs. I wanted to go away and run, but I was surrounded so I didn't have a chance. Jack snatched the glasses from me and now I could hardly see. My asthma even got me because of the fire.
I then got the conch but Jack got annoyed of me and told me to shut up. Nobody listens to me! Ralph took the conch again. I wanted to say something, but Jack looked at me as if I shouldn't. So I didn't. Anyways, I took the conch and tried to speak; but nobody wanted to listen to me. I lost my temper and tried to tell everyone how I felt.. but since Ralph said fire.. all of the kids goes running off to the mountain. I then told everyone of what I felt; how I was supposed to get everyone's names, since Ralph assigned that to me. They all ran off, so how could I? But then Ralph pinched the conch away from me and didn't want to listen anymore. But like, I have good ideas too.. not just Ralph or Jack! I mean, we should've made shelters by the beach... Why can't people listen to me too? |
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| Sunday, September 14, 2008 |
| Lord of The Flies by William Golding |
The Sound of The Shell - Chapter 1
Untitled - by Simon
Living on this island is just weird, and scary. Just knowing that someone might never be able to find us is just incredulous. Today the choir and I heard a trumpet-like sound so Jack led us to the beach full of kids. Jack ordered us into lines and he told us to stand still. I stood next to twins that had hair of tow. All of a sudden, I fainted, and broke the line. I’ve fainted before, like at a matins over the precentor. I awoke later and sat against a palm trunk.
Since there are no grown-ups, we had to choose a leader. The leader was between Ralph or Jack. All of the boys in the choir (including me) chose for Jack, just because he pretty much controlled the choir. Everyone else voted for Ralph to be chief. Jack wanted to be the chief really badly. I could tell by his reaction when he lost. The freckles on his face looked like it disappeared. But to be fair, Ralph told Jack that he could be in charge of the choir. As soon as he said that, the suffusion came away from Jack’s face. The choir is now Jack’s hunters.
Later, Ralph and Jack decided to go on an expedition to look around the island. Out of everyone else, they decided to choose me to come. I stood up and laughed a bit. Piggy was supposed to come but Ralph sent him to go do another job. So anyways, we tried to climb up the mountain. The journey was really dirty, hot, and exhausting. We later found a big rock that was as large as a small motor car. The three of us came up with the idea to push it over. The rock fell over, and smashed a deep hole into the forest. We were glad that we accomplished something.
We got to reach the top of the mountain and we discovered water on every side of the island. We got hungry later and found a pig that was tangled in the vines and Jack was going to kill it with the knife he had. Just as he was about to kill it, the pig tore loose and ran away. |
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