Wednesday, September 17, 2008

The Fishing Story

The start of this story shares a lot of her great-grandmother and certain habits that she always did around her house. This section of the story was close to a narration because of the stories that she was sharing, how her great grandmother would rake her sandy front lawn and about the only plant that she allowed close to her home.
After that story she shared things about her own grandmother, which I strongly envied the realtionship that they shared, explaining some of their favorite things to do with one another. Saying how they like to watch the armadillos across the yard and the peircing blue summer sky or the full moon. All of this is strict discription of their shared enjoyments together which I truly liked. This showed in another way how to share a portrait of someones personality, like our essays have to be, by simply describing what the two of you enjoyed doing together.
The point of exposition in this essay was when she explains how she just wishes that she could tell her grandmother to "Just stop it!", but she knows that she can't. This point is exposition to me because she is viewing the whole situation, in realizing that yes this can get annoying and stressfull to hear the same things over and over agaiin but she doesn't have a choice. The family knows that the grandmother is sick with this disease and cannot help what the side affects are. This is a point of true struggle for the granddaughter because she needs to find ways to cop with this constant repetition in her life by herself.
The argument in this story or the point to be made was when she is describing how she can remember the color and pattern of her mothers dress 89 years ago but cannot remember what she did three minutes ago. The point is that her grandmother has a solid 5 to 10 minute memory and the narrator needs to deal with her repetition and constant unknowing of the world around her and take it in stride. Having to re-explain things hundreds of times or even listening to the same stories over and over again.

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