June 30, 2012
I got home from my great grandmother’s wake at 1am. I slept the whole trip home, and I had a weird dream during my sleep at home. My seventh grade Music teacher and my second year Math teacher turned third year Chemistry teacher (they look alike and they both know it, but they don’t believe it) went to Lola’s wake. My Music teacher told me that he is the great grandson of my Lola’s cousin, and that my Math turned Science teacher is his girlfriend. I woke up freaking out and laughing to the point that my mom ran into my room and checked if I was okay.
Since I only had seven hours of sleep, and it’s a Saturday anyway, I went back to bed with the two teachers in mind. I no longer slept because I couldn’t (but my head ached), and my weird thoughts were replaced by the thoughts of the short story I read in English class (BTW, DOUBLE ENGLISH IS THE BEST OMG I WAS NEVER BORED IN A DOUBLE ENGLISH CLASS. Anyway). We read The Lottery by Shirley Jackson. I was really disturbed after finishing the story, but I was excited and I felt the suspense when our teacher told us to read until page five only. The teacher asked for our opinions about the story, then she let us continue. Then, we watched a 20-minute video adaption of the story. *Please read the text (it’s hyperlinked to the title) before continuing*
I know I should not judge the past with the ideas of the present, but seriously, in the video, there were already cars. That village is just weird… They still believed in human sacrifices for a bountiful harvest… And what a weird way on how to select the sacrifice. Humans sacrifices… HUMANS SACRIFICES! OLD MAN WARNER IS A WEIRD OLD MAN! But I liked that he defended their tradition; he still stood up for what he believed in. Anyway…
Tessie Hutchinson… I like her… Too bad, she lives in a village wherein tradition is not properly observed (since all the rituals were no longer practiced) but was definitely practiced. I like her because she voiced out her opposition of the tradition when she said that it was unfair… She is modeled after Anne Hitchinson, who also voiced out her views to the point of being excommunicated.
I admire these women, because they stood up for what they think is right, even if their people opposed them. I admire their courage to speak all alone in the midst of narrow-minded crowds called their communities. I also admire Shirley Jackson because she had the ability to write such a beautiful piece. This piece was banned in America after being published on a newspaper, but it is now considered as a classic piece of American literature. I really did not expect the ending…or was I only confused with the names and statements that I thought were useless but they actually had symbolism… Anyway, to Shirley, Tessie, Anne and Old Man Warner!