Chapter 9: Simon's POV

I still can’t believe what happened. I have been thinking the whole day to understand what really happened. They, Jack’s tribe push me down the cliff. They hurt me a lot. But now I don’t feel anything. This is not what I had expected to see after death. Is there a heaven? I don’t know. Instead of giving up the hope, I prefer believing that the time hasn’t yet come for me to leave for the heaven. It is funny that man’s hopes never leave him, even after death. I can’t still believe that I am dead. But they killed me, didn’t they? After regaining consciousness, I felt as though I had been sleeping for ages. Then I encountered the ‘beast’. Poor boys! They didn’t know that the ‘beast’ was only a dead man in a parachute. Looking down from the mountain, the fire by the platform appeared to be out, or at least making no smoke. But in another place, I saw smoke and the boys were moving there. So I ran thinking that the beast was harmless and horrible and the news must reach the others as soon as possible. During the dance I tried to tell them, but they didn’t hear me. Seeing them dance together, I thought that everything was okay and that Jack had come back to the rest. But, now I realize that they have split into two. I went to the shelters to talk to Ralph or Piggy I was standing near them and they didn’t see me. They were talking about what happened to me. Well not talking, they were trying to avoid talking about me. Ralph said that it was murder but Piggy tried to placate Ralph saying that it was an accident. I was trying to talk to them but they couldn’t hear me. Then a littlun went running through me. I understand what I have become. I have become a ghost. Will others be sacred of me? Will others think that I am the beast? Then I went to the castle rock to see what is happening. They were plotting to steal fire from Piggy and Ralph. Jack asked Roger and Maurice to do their dance for Ralph and Piggy too. Jack said then if he comes we’ll do our, our dance again. I suspect they are plotting some sort of scheme against Ralph's group. I can not do anything, I can not help, I am dead.

Chapter 8: Piggy's Pov

It was so mean from Jack to say that Ralph was not a good chief! But I didn’t expect anything different from him, actually. I was glad when he left. I saw that he was really nerved that all the other boys seemed to like Ralph as a chief. Nobody raised his hand. We can handle it without Jack. We don’t need him. And now I no longer have to see him every day. I hate to see him. I hate him. And he hates me. When the older boys left I felt really alone. I was afraid that the beast would come. I would not have been able to fight against it and protect the littluns from it. We have to stay on the platform – it is safe. I was really scared when they did not come back. It was already dark and I was still alone with all these little boys! I didn’t know what to do. Every noise scared me. I was so glad when the older boys came back the other day. I had to see Jack again. His tread was embarrassing. He wanted more boys to join his stupid hunter-group. So that he can kill more pigs and show more of his bloodthirst. The situation is pretty clear for me: The open group has fire but no meat because they don’t have hunters like Jack (with his knife) and Maurice; and the other group has much meat but it doesn’t have fire to roast the pig on it – they need Piggy’s glasses to make a fire but Piggy is in the other group. They are addicted to each other and they just get it because now they are separated and the groups don’t have what the other group has. In life we often see these things. That we completed each other – but we only see it when the other part is not there any more. Jack’s performance (page 140) on the beach was strange. He wants to have more boys in his group. He wants more boys to control. I am not sure if he does that because he is halting or because he just wants to get attention from the other boys and show them, that two boys joined him. He does not even take fire, and that is, what he needs.

Journal Entry 3: Character Portrait

Our in class assignment for the day was to create a portrait of the character we have chosen. To start of my portrait I pasted a picture of Chunk from The Goonies. I see a lot of similarities between Piggy and Chunk. They both have similar body structures, being fat. I also think they have the same type of personality of being afraid and worrying all the time. Although Chunk has the same body style, he is not as smart as Piggy. In order to turn Chunk into Piggy I drew glasses onto him. This symbolizes his innovation, reason, and overall smartness. Another addition to the photo I made was to paste in a picture of an inhaler. This symbolizes Piggy's asthma. I also compare Chunks truffle shuffle to the events that happen in Chapter 4. After Jack's Hunting success in killing the pig leads to meat, the boys start dancing and chanting phases like "Kill the Pig. Cut her throat. Spill her blood.". During this scene I imagine Piggy dancing with happiness like Chunk doing the truffle shuffle. For now Piggy's hunger will be relinquished.Jack now has control over the boys because he can provide meat/food. I suspect that Jack's kill will induce a power struggles amongst the boys. 

Until Next Time

-Matt

Chapter 4: Piggy's Glasses Symbolism

The picture I have chosen is of Piggy's glasses. In the beginning of the novel piggy's glasses symbolize represent the power of science and intellectual endeavor in society. Piggy knows things the other boys don't, like how to use the conch, and the necessity for laws and order. This provides a symbol of advancement, innovation, and discovery. During the fire making process the boys use his glasses to start the fire using it magnification powers. This is also Piggy's way of "seeing", as in things the other boys can not. When the other boys take his glasses they are taking his greatest attribute. Without the glasses piggy is useless. In chapter 4 during and argument with Ralph, Jack sees Piggy as a scapegoat for his anger. He punches Piggy in the stomach and throws this glasses into the stones. This cracks his glasses and symbolizes that he has become a little more useless to the group. Now that they are cracked they symbolize a detachment from civilization. They no longer symbolize reasons and smart.

Chapter 1- Piggy's POV

 I crash land on a deserted island, I don't know where I am, I'm hungry. I start looking around for any signs of other life. Coming out of the woods I see a fair haired boy, skinnier then me. I realize this is my chance to be a new person, he doesn't know me, I can be who ever I want, no more Piggy. I ask for his name and he responses with Ralph. I wait for him to retort with the same question but it never happens. We start walking down the beach looking for any type of wreckage or any other people, all I can think about is a way for Ralph to ask me my name. I phrase it in an awkward way as to try and tell him that i DO NOT want to be called Piggy, it backfires. I will now be known as Piggy to everyone on the island. During our walk on the beach I spot a cream colored shell that I remember harvesting with my auntie. I tell Ralph thats its a conch shell and can be used to produce sound like a trumpet. This draws attention to use and soon other kids start coming out of the thick jungle. The final group to comes marching out of the jungle like a war battalion. The leader immediately starts making fun of my appearance and weight. I don't understand how he could do this, he doesn't even know me. I have a bad feeling about this boy. Ralph and the bully known as Jack start discussing how someone should lead the group. Jack's little drummer boy group votes for him to be the leader, but the others and I nominated Ralph. We outnumbered them and Ralph wins the election. Ralph begins his leadership by appointing kids to the exploration team. I desperately wanted to be picked for the team and pleaded with Ralph, but he told me to stay back with the others and "take names", I eye rolled at that. Maybe next time I'll get picked but for now I have babysitting.

Until next Time,

-Piggy