The Gift
“Jody's father moved toward the one box stall. Come here! He ordered. Jody could begin see things now. He looked into the box stall and stepped back quickly. A red pony colt was looking at him out of the stall. Its tense ears were forward and a light of disobedience was in its eyes. Its coat coat was rough and thick as an Airedale's fur and its mane was long and tangled. Jody’s throat collapsed in on itself and cut his breath short." Pg.10
That one paragraph “pushed” me and kind of reminded me of when I got my first actual gun. It was the day after Thanksgiving and I knew that every year my Dad, Uncle Johnny, and my great Uncle Franky go hunting right after thanksgiving day, I was kind of bummed out because I hadn't gotten my gun yet. I was really bored because it was just Cody Otto and Aden at the house (they are all 2-3 years younger than me and really annoying sometimes), and all I would be doing for the rest of the day would be watching tv and drinking root beer. I was sitting in the living room watching tv when I hear my dad yell "Logan, come here!" I walk into the kitchen and I find my Mom, Dad, Uncle Johnny, and Uncle Franky sitting at the table with something wrapped in news paper, I looked at Uncle Franky and gave him the "really?" look, he laughed. I walk to the table and look at my Dad, "Well, hurry up and open it!" I fiercely start to open it, I look at the box "Rossi Firearms" Immediately my eyes bulge out of my head. I open the box and look at the gun bag, a thought goes through my head "Huh, that must be a pistol judging from the size of the bag the I pull out two barrels out of the bag one is a 22. long rifle barrel and one is a 20. guage shotgun barrel, then I pull out the stock! This is the best thanksgiving ever!
The Great Mountains
"In the humming heat of a midsummer afternoon the little boy Jody listlessly looked about the ranch for something to do. He had been to the barn, had thrown rocks at the swallows' nests under the eaves until every one of the little mud houses had broke open and dropped its lining of straw and dirty feathers. Then at the ranch house he baited a mouse trap with stale cheese and set it where Doubletree Mutt, that good big dog, would get his nose snapped." Pg. 37
This paragraph kind of made me sad, first of all because Jody lost his pony (and handling dad issues along with that) and he really has nothing to do on the farm he is back to killing mice, decapitating birds, even setting mouse traps and watching his dogs getting their noses get snapped. I just didn't like the way the story was heading.
The Promise
3."Silent but deadly"Pg.54
That sentence had a true meaning to it, it...... it....... I can't explain it but it just urges me to...........JUST KIDDING!!!! I just had to laugh soooo hard when I read that. Steinbeck doesn't know it but he is pretty dang funny in some parts of the book. This is why I love Steinbecks writing.
The Leader of the People
4. "Jody's mother had finished the beans by now. She stirred up the fire and brushed off the stove top with a turkey wing."
That sentence just straight up creeped me out. Although it would be pretty awesome if my mom would brush off the stove top off with a turkey wing! But it is kind of cool to think way back then they would use a turkey win to dust the house the "dusters" we use now aren't very different, they used turkey wings, we use feathers attached to a stick, they are pretty moch the same thing!
LOGY
Logan! Thank you for thinking so much about these favorite passages of yours...and for making me laugh. :) The passage that pushes you to think about your first BIG gift, your gun, the gift that brings you into the circle of adults is so well written. You, too are bored (root beer-drinking bored); you see yourself outside the club of men. Then, with the offering, you're in. It's an amazing comparison. Great job digging that one out of your memory! I know you HATED the idea that the pony dies and you were on the edge the rest of the story, bracing against another loss. I know you felt that deeply and I'm sorry it stings so much! I'm glad you picked that passage because an assessment of The Red Pony wouldn't be complete (for you) without that admission of disappointment. Silent but deadly...well, I remember well how hard you laughed when we read that. Funny kid. And I remember well how you got so "creeped out" about the turkey wing, too. Isn't it great how FICTION tells us so much about times past? It's as if it isn't fiction at all! :) Nicely done, Logan. Carolyn
ReplyDeleteNice job Logan!! That was really good. I liked the first paragraph where you got the gun. As my mom said, that was a good example of when you were lingering between childhood and adulthood. That was a really smart connection (I probably wouldn't have remembered anything like that).
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I like the whole thing. Your paragraphs, how you wrote about them, and how you described every particle (letter) of your favorite four. Great post (again)! :)
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