Jack's tribe begins to hunt, and they come across a sow and baby piglets in the clearing near Simon's...area. They attack and kill the mother sow, while the piglets escape. The head is severed and put on a stick, which is embedded into the ground as a gift for the Beast. Jack finally realizes that they'll need fire to cook the meat, so they break into Ralph's camp and steal a flaming log, and invite them to come feast with them. Ralph maintains that the fire is more important, but has to be reminded why by Piggy.
Simon encounters teh Pig's head, and manages to start talking to the thing, although it is mostly in his imagination. The black cloud of flies coating the head causes it to now be called "The Lord of the Flies." The Lord of the Flies says "I'm part of you...We're going to have fun on this island." It's kind of creepy because this thing actually talks to Simon. Is this the beast? Or is it just his epilepsy? It continues to say that if Simon tries to talk to the others about the Beast, that he will be killed by everyone, including Ralph and Piggy. After taking this all in, Simon feels a faint coming on and collapses.
Simon eventually dies at the end of the chapter. You all know how it ends for Simon. Especially you Heather. =(
8 comments:
This is the saddest chapter in the book, I believe. Simon was my favourite character, and he died in such a brutal, animalistic way. It's terrible.
Sob.
Cheers.
By the way, you summarized Simon's death rather amusingly..."Simon eventually dies at the end of the book." lol...you could have done much more than that. Good anyways.
(GREAT SPELLING AND GRAMMER...lol)
Good summary me! You did really well! Except uyo mdae @ few grmmer mstakes such as run on sentence and it wasnt orgnized and it wasn't intresting enoguh and you should add more stuff into it and yeah. Sniff sniff...do I smell a paradox?
I do! Wow Malick...great err...well...mocking, I suppose. Now--be nice!
Hmph >=) Our blog is the lord of the blog. WE should get an award or something eh? At least me >=/
Nothing to do...finished everything...make fun of others...nah...T_T wahhh looka t my i'm an "id" or super ego <=D or wait... ego...=I...ha...bored...
Guys, what's happening to you? You're ruining the blog! It's amazing what happens after three days without my being at school. I don't even want to know what you'll be like by the end of next week!!!
This was definetly the saddest part of the book. Poor Simon! He was my favourite character, too... He had the most sense, and the most kindness. How sad.
Today was brutal...We finished everything, there was no "get ahead" work, you're away, Kate went to piano, I was just there minding my own buisness...bored...out of my skull... Heather, you usually do all the laughing and happy stuff enough for all of us, now that you aren't here its like....no laughing...no...happy? Hurry up and get better, schools no fun without you.
We are not ruining the blog! We're adding character to it! It can't just be writing and pictures. We need laughter...Heather...we need laughter!
Malick's summary is a mocking version...we all know (including Mr. G) that he can write better than that. Just look at all our other comments!
Oh! And yes--Malick is write. We were bored out of our skulls. Luckily, I got to leave early, but honestly! We had 1h15 to do nothing! You'd think it'd be fun, but instead, it was rather boring. We explored the other blogs and posted funny comments.
Cheers.
Aww... guys you're making me feel guilty. Just two more days of Carleton and I'll be back! Then Kate will be gone... wow, this sucks!
Alright, since you need some laughter, I'll tell a joke. I might have told it already but it's funny so it's all good. So there's this guy and he's eating speghetti at a restaurant. He's wearing a white shirt, and unfortunately, he spills some sauce on it. So he goes to Mr Wong, a really good dry cleaner. He comes back later go pick up the shirt, and Mr Wong says "I'm sorry, I can't get it out. Let me send it to my brother who is also a dry cleaner. I'm sure he can get it out." So he comes back later again, and the stain is still there. Mr Wong's brother was unable to get it out! The moral of the story? (drumroll...) Two Wongs don't make a white!
Hahahahahahaha!!! Keep smiling!!!
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