Dover Beach Post (4th Post)

         I walked away from Montag and Mildred's front door as I wiped my wet cheeks with my silk sleeve. Mrs. Bowles drove away trying to avoid me. I rode with her to Mildred's but I didn't want to now after my emotional scene. My heels clamped the sidewalk as I sped up faster and faster. My heart beat sped up faster and faster. I sat on the lawn of a stranger's home but they would probably be consuming themselves with TV like the rest of our society. Why did I allow Montag to read me that poem? I'm a rule follower. It just makes me feel guilty about my marriages. I miss Pete. Retreating, to the breath of the night wind. What if he doesn't come home I will be all alone. I sobbed harder. This is the only marriage that has worked in a long time. I think I have happiness but what if it is all lies and I'm not seeing something. Mathew Arnold just was married to the love of his life and is already doubting that it will not last. I breathed heavily trying to catch it. Where do me and Pete stand? Retreating, to the breath of the night wind. For all I know he could be dead in combat. Maybe Montag is right: books are insightful pieces of information unlike television. What am I saying? I must be crazy. Books are illegal I am crazy. I closed my eyes and pictured Mathew in a movie of the poem as I recovered. The waves crashed against the sand as the tide brought them all back home. Dover Beach.
2 Weeks Later
"Hello Mildred! How are you?" I say hiding my letter behind my back.
"Good good. Are you okay? I haven't seen you since uh you cried after Montag read us that poem." Mildred sympathized.
"I'm okay. I had a little bit of a panic attack on a nice fellow's lawn but I have made some important decisions lately that I think will make me happy. I'm going to the post office now where are you headed?" I confessed while staring at the edge where the sidewalk and grass met each other.
"I am heading home. Soap Oprah Marathon is on in ten. Got to go! Hope to see you soon." Mildred yelled as she rushed away.
"You too!" I said processing the time of events. As long as the war doesn't get to us.
1 Week Later
            My hands were brown from the rifle but I tore the letter open anyways. It was from my lady. It read:
             Dear Pete,
                    I am sorry we are not together for me to explain this to you. Over the past three weeks I have put a lot of thought into are relationship and don't believe that it is right. I know I am not the expert on marriages and more on divorces but someone and something has taught me that we can never be happy and in love with someone because the world always brings pain and suffering just like waves moving pebbles. I will always love you.
                                                             -Mrs. Phelps

3rd Blog Post- Fahrenheit 451

I am taking a break from reading My Sister's Keeper for now because my honors English class is reading Fahrenheit 451. The book is written by Ray Bradbury and I have liked it so far. The genre is science fiction and my teacher said that it was one of the first futuristic books written but many modern authors today have modeled their own books after Bradbury's. When I started reading the first twenty pages I was a little confused because the author doesn't straight out tell you all the rules of the futuristic society but I actually liked it. Learning about how the society worked engaged me even more in the book. In the short book that Bradbury wrote in 9 days, you meet a fireman named Montag who is married to Mildred. A television addict. The reader also meets a girl named Clarisse that has a wild family and makes Montagu question his relationship along with his point of view of reality.
The houses are also fireproof but it's the fireman's job to burn down any houses with kerosene that have books in them. Books are not allowed in the United States during this time period instead television is consumed by most human beings and is the source of most information. Montag soon realizes that the lack of knowledge that his society has is threatening every aspect of life. Through this journey to revive reading he meets more characters and inspires them to help change the country. One of my favorite quotes in the one hundered eleven pages I have read is, "...and the feeling that the sky might fall upon the city and turn it to chalk dust, and the moon go up in red fire; that was how the night felt"(Bradbury 90). In my opinion, the quote gives a really cool visual to readers and also is a metaphor that is describing the night. Bradbury uses really cool techniques in his writing like illusions, parallels, diction, dramatic irony and metaphors. I am really enjoying the book so far and can't wait to finish it. It really makes me think about society today in a different perspective. Here is a link to a video about Rad Bradbury writing Fahrenheit 451: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EzD0YtbViCs