LOST AND FOUND I'm running, puffing, slowly feeling a sharp pain in my stomach. It’s a stitch. I hate stitches. Whenever I run around the block with Phillip I always get a stitch, he tells me it is never an excuse to lose, this time I won't lose, I’ll beat him. I'm Jedda. I love to go outside and play with my mates, one of which is Phillip. He’s a bit chubbier than I am, plus he is very small, probably around 5’3. I’m only a couple inches bigger but at least I’m skinnier. We always take the Mickey out of each other because of our weight difference but we still remain the best of mates. I live out in the middle of nowhere, which isn’t too bad taking into factor that anyone like me who lives near the city either gets stolen, or goes …show more content…
Not many trees out here so there goes the shade. We have a little neighbourhood but it isn’t anything too special; just a bar, deli and a couple old shacks, not many white people live out in these parts, except for the farmers. Father says I shouldn’t go near them or make eye contact, you know the whole stolen thing, …show more content…
I see Philip the next day. He’s agitated, and doesn’t want to be seen out in the day. I’ve told him several times already that if he doesn’t draw attention to himself he should be fine, but still Philip is worried. Philip and I go for another run, I’m feeling good about this one. No stitch - no worries. Im ahead by a solid 200m and I feel invincible. I can see the end of the block and Philip is nowhere in sight. No sign of Philip. I’m anxious, deserted, concerned; I feel like there’s a darkness advancing closer to me. It feels dramatic and I feel my heart thumping. I see a car drive off. Australian Government written on the side. No way, please no. I cant accept what I’ve witnessed. Everything is faded. All I remember is chasing after the car and seeing Philip’s depressed face. He’s got that face a man only see’s once in his life. His lips drape down and he’s got tears running all over his face. It looks like his been stabbed and gutted out in front of me. I see him screaming out to me. I cant do anything to help, I’ve let him
Philip’s hate toward her makes him lie constantly, making him spread misinformation to the world outside of school. Philip’s decision to act out during the morning announcements were the start of consequences for him and the people around him. When Philip was informed he would not be able to join the track team because of his low grade in ELA, he hums during the silence of the Star Spangled Banner in order to bring himself back
Slowly I began to lower myself back down the sand.” This shows how Phillip is fearful
This allows a transition in Philip 's relationship with Timothy. Phillip shares his life with Timothy and act like old friends working together to survive and sharing each other 's joys and victories slowly Phillip opens up to Timothy and together they build a strong relationship. Theodore Taylor proves their friendship over and over like when Timothy got malaria Phillip tried his best to keep Timothy safe. Timothy and Phillip are working together helping each other and concerning goals( The coconut Tree) Phillip is becoming mature and has experienced hardships that most people won’t even have thought
After the father’s last visit to the narrator’s house, he never came to visit again because he was getting married to a white woman to start a new family (Johnson 30). This caused the narrator to have self-esteem problems. His father abandoning him because of his ethnicity made him self conscience and made him turn away from his racial background many times. Also recalling how his father would only come visit him at night had the same effect. He states that there is nothing he couldn’t do except “be seen on the street with a white woman, eat at a white restaurant, or be acknowledged in public by his white father” (American Dreams).
Scott Carter’s experiment to pose as a white man for one year brought him all that he could have wanted; a jab, a permanent home, and a family in the town of Keenham, NH. Scott’s twenty years in Keenham, however, brought him the trust of every townsperson. This trust would be fuel for fear and hate when Scott’s lie comes into the public’s view. The people of the town can’t stand the idea that a Negro could sneak into their town, take over as their doctor, and steal their trust. But it was not the loss of the town’s trust that hurts Scott most; it’s the loss of his children’s trust when they learn that they have been lied to bout their own race.
Phillip wisley decides to keep his opinion quiet to avoid further trouble from his parents. After Phillip and Timothy get stranded on the island, Phillip because he is blind is very scared that something will happen
At the beginning of the book we find out that Philip is a great athlete and the star of the track team. However, when his grade in English stops him from being on the team, Philip starts making up lies to cover it up instead of just telling the truth. While having a conversation with his father he tells him that he doesn’t want to try out for the track team. He says, “I, ah…was thinking I wouldn’t try out” (Nothing 29).
I ran through the streets to the hospital. They would not let me in. They said he would be discharged soon. They told me he was OK. I forced my way inside and saw him lying in the corridor dead with a
But his main concern is getting on the track team. When he asks Ms.Narwin for extra work to raise his grade he finds out that he was moved to Mr.Keegan’s class and she doesn’t want to be bothered by him any longer so she asks him to leave and so he does. Philip is no longer a trouble maker or a victim. He’s right in the middle. Philip at this point has no chances in raising his grade because he is no longer in Ms. Narwin’s class.
But when he went to Ms.Narwin, she said, “You’re… you’re not in this section anymore. You’ve been switched.” But Philip kept asking and she kept saying no, but Philip was very upset which created conflict between him and Ms.Narwin. This also created internal conflict for Philip because he wanted extra work but ms.Narwin wouldn’t let him. So Philip wasn’t about what he should do.
so I just sat beside him holding the cloth…” Phillip seemed to be prepared for this, unlike how he would he would have been at the beginning. Lastly, Phillip demonstrated maturity after experiencing blindness as evidence in the novel when he had returned home and saw how others acted. Based on the reading, readers can tell how Phillip felt once he returned home. (Taylor 136). “I saw Henrik Van Boven occasionally, but it wasn’t the same as when we’d played the Dutch or the British.
(98). In his quote, Phillip states, "maybe—like coach said—I should ask Narwin for extra work" the "maybe" implies that he could end up laying this off until it is impossible to go back. In his quote, he also states that he only wants to do this for the benefit of being able to join the track team. This demonstrates his selfish character as he doesn't once state the impact this has had on Ms. Narwin or that he is doing this for himself and the welfare of others. This drastically changes when Phillip feels the consequences of his actions as his peers do not support him.
Narwin, like the assistant principal suggested and get on with his life. However, he stood strong saying he was expressing his patriotism. People might say he was definite because Ms. Narwin was purposely giving him bad grades. Ms. Narwin said multiple times throughout the novel that Philip is bright and has potential and she even begs the assistant principal to not suspend him.
When people are traumatized by an event they are pushed to experience the five stages of grief. The “Gospel”, by Philip Levine and “the boy detective loses love”, by Sam Sax both use characters that are going through one of the stages of grief. Levine and Sax both explain the thoughts and process of what a person thinks when they go through these stages with imagery. Levine uses symbolism, a sad tone, and a set setting in “Gospel” to illustrate that grieving takes you into a depth of thoughts. Sax uses anaphoras, an aggressive tone, and an ambiguous setting to convey that grieving takes you into a tunnel of anger and rage.
I can see my breath when I breathe out. I can hear the snow crunching underneath my thick wool boots and fuzzy socks, and can hear the sound of my own breathing. The faint howling of the wind sounds like ghosts swarming the city on Halloween. I notice an old abandoned, dilapidated house far off in the distance, in desperate need for a new paint job. With it’s rickety old