My mother once told me to be careful with the pot with hot water for the pasta. She told me that one of her friends had played with it and the boiling water fell on him. The doctors had to scratch skin from his butt and paste the skin where he was burned. I was very intrigued by this. Mom couldn't answer all my questions, but she tried. I then learned not to play with things in the kitchen, specially hot water.
"Everything hurts, and it's so much worse than before." p. 35
In class we learned to analyze the author's intention. He tries to cause a specific reaction in his audience. In the quote above I can see how he wants to inspire sadness and pity. But he did this to himself so he shouldn't complain, right? Also, if you look at the big picture he takes everything with a simpleness that surprises me. He hasn't made an attempt yet to reflect on what he did wrong. What got him there.
The author also uses small paragraphs or loose phrases to exhibit how paused his thinking was. They usually soothed him with medicine. That could be the reason why he had very short memories. One of the fragments that interested me was: "More tearing."p. 30 It says so much while saying so little.
When you are sick you are at the mercy of the doctors and fate. (If you believe in such a thing, clearly.) That makes you a piece of clay that they need to give new shape to. "I'll have new hands." p. 30 They have to be careful cause clay can break once it's finished. It can explode in the oven or the outcome can be different than expected. As we become clay, we turn into vulnerable creatures. Ready to be molded. Isn't vulnerability the worst option?







