I love how the author uses a fact as a sort of metaphor to preface the story line.
The little excerpts talk about the tiniest thing, the cell and RNA, etc. the smallest molecule of life then she throws in the excerpts about the weapons of mass destruction. A large, evil thing that destroys life. It’s an interesting foil (I think that’s the right term). Makes the reader think really tiny then really big and she throws in normal (?) everyday life in between.
I had no idea that there was child abuse in german history. I think that’s a very stupid reason and a cop out to say that was what led to the holocaust.
Page 341: “To a certain kind of mind, what is hidden away ceases to exist.” This reminds me of the human defense mechanism of blocking out traumatic memories. Griffin goes on to explain that these memories still exist and ‘nothing really ever disappears.” It reminds me of chilson’s essay on memories and the question of memories creating a person’s character.
I like the Self Portrait pieces. She describes the physical aspect then lets the reader come to her own conclusion of where she is at in this point of the story. I love metaphors!
Thursday, September 27, 2007
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