Well this weekend I start reading Fahrenheit 451…again =P. I really enjoyed reading it at the beginning of the year but I read kind of too quickly so I decided to start again paying more attention to the details.
Any way I came across with these lines that really caught my attention:
“He felt his smile slide away, melt, fold over, and down on itself like a tallow skin like the stuff of a fantastic candle burning too long and now blown out. Darkness. He was not happy. He was not happy .He said the words to himself. He recognized this as the true state of affairs. He wore his happiness like a mask and the girl had run off across the lawn with the mask and there was no way of going to knock on her door and ask for it back.”
I guess what I first found interesting about this paragraph are the feelings, the thoughts, the facial expression described, the way the change on him is described. But then I realized that somehow I’ve felt that sort of feeling before and kind of felt identified.
If you read carefully you can see it’s a process, the process of realizing. Realizing that the things you thought you knew have now become unknown, that your truth has become a lie and that your confidence has now become fear.
I don’t think it just applies to happiness , I have felt it when realizing that people I knew weren’t what I thought , or when thinking that achieving something would solve everything and discovering there’s still so much to be done .
I think what Bradbury wants to share with us is how things aren’t always what they seemed .That we must never take something for granted because it can fade away sooner or later.
Still I think that beyond all the frustration you feel at first, it is actually something positive. It gives you the chance to start again, sets up new goals and makes us stronger and more prepared for today's world.
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It is a pleasure to find you can actually enjoy the literature we, teachers, want to share with you (not just "teach").
What happens to me in relation to this book is that every time I read it again, it becomes more and more meaningful. There is a whole world to be discovered in literary works, and a new self to be discovered out of this experience: your own. Don't you think?
As to your reaction... simply superb.
Miss! you haven't comment in my entryy!!... you said you did it... that means you haven't read it?...
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