Reading The Light :: essays research papers

Reading The LightThe story that is well-nigh significant to me is &8220Reading the Light by Roger Pfingston. This story felt like it was written from the heart. It is filled with emotions, ones that the former caught in his story very well. Even though I could not empathize with Brian, I did feel sympathetic towards him. When David said to Brian, &8220Is it really such a surprise? I&8217m sure you know that your mother and I haven&8217t been the best of friends lately. (6), that was a shock to me. David did not seem to be sympathetic towards his son instead he made it sound like it had happened and that there was nothing that could be done about it. At the end of the story, David, maria and Brian went to the park where the author stated &8220The three of them stood huddled in the glare of ice and sun. (7) My heart sank. They just stood there accepting that their family was breaking up. I suasion that Roger Pfingston wrote this story from his heart. I was able to put myself in Bri an&8217s place and actually feel how I thought he would feel.The story that stretched my imagination the most was &8220Charles by Shirley Jackson. Even though children have wild imaginations, it did not occur to me that a child in kindergarten would tell such an elaborate lie. When I looked hindquarters in the story, I found the spot where I think that Laurie first started to tell his lie. &8220The teacher spanked a boy, though, ... For being fresh was Laurie&8217s replay to his mother communicate him what happened in school. &8220Laurie thought. &8220It was Charles (14) When I reread this I thought that this was where Laurie decided to put on his act. I know that young children are capable of a the great unwashed of things, and some times they go unnoticed, like Laurie&8217s charade. This story seemed to be more like a fairy tale. The Story that I think I will remember the longest is &8220Another April by Jesse Stuart. This story found a soft spot in my heart. I thought it was i ndescribable how practically Grandpa enjoyed life. Grandpa was acting like an anxious little kid &8220Don&8217t get &8217em, I won&8217t ketch cold. (37) Grandpa seemed to be filled with life. He waited every year to go out and be among the world.