The “Hills Like White Elephants” is a short story by Ernest Hemingway about a discussion between an American man and a girl about an unplanned pregnancy. The American is trying to convince the girl to have an abortion that she is not sure she wants. In this blog post I will give my opinion on whether the girl stays with the man and then show you an example of a time that I had to leave a relationship.
Does Jig stay in her relationship with the American man. The question of whether Jig stays with the man is difficult to answer. The man would like to continue with his care free life of traveling and drinking and is trying to convince Jig that she would like that as well. Jig needs to decide if she wants to continue with that lifestyle or settle down with a child. She is obviously afraid that if she chooses not to get the abortion, he will just leave her anyway. I think that his continued insistence that the baby was the only thing making them unhappy and how simple it would be to fix the problem, shows Jig how unwilling he is to commit to having a family. In the end I believe she chooses to go along with the abortion because she fears being left alone with the baby. I feel that she knows that their relationship is over, and he will leave no matter what she decides. A time when I decided to leave a relationship. “Lauren, your lunch is ready”, I called up the stairs. I hear the door fly open, banging against the pink bedroom wall, rustling the china princess dolls lined up on the shelf. She runs down the hall and barely pauses at the top of the thick carpeted stairs. As she thunders down the steps her long light brown curls bounce up and down in time with her pale blue Cinderella dress. Rounding the corner and gaining speed, she races through the living room, her crystal slippers just a blur. Suddenly her heel twists, and she crashes head long into the dining room table. I run to where she lands, checking for any sign of injury and ready to comfort her bangs and bruises. After the tears start to slow down, we make a careful inspection, there is just one small bruise to her right arm. We head to the kitchen for the well-worn boo-boo bear from the side by side freezer. As I gently hold it to her arm, she looks up at me and between sniffles asks, “Why did you let me do that?”. I looked at her confused, “what do you mean?” Again, in a small voice, “Why did you let me do that? You know that if I get hurt it is your fault.” Stunned I look up and see the faint scars of the repaired holes in the drywall, the replaced cabinet doors that don’t quite match. We sit holding each other just enjoying the closeness. Finally, in a forced lighthearted voice I say, “I think we should go on a surprise visit to grandmas.” “Can we go to Disney World while we are there”, she asks with excitement in her voice. “I think a princess breakfast is exactly what we need right now”, hoping to keep the innocence for just a short while longer.
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Sabatino
2/19/2018 05:26:25 am
Thanks for sharing this post.
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Christine
2/19/2018 06:16:10 am
I actually really enjoyed writing my response this way. It seemed like the words flowed out so much faster. I just pictured the scene in my mind and then wrote what I saw.
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Oljada Zani
2/19/2018 07:38:34 pm
Hi Christine! I am from the night class, I liked your narrative and I enjoyed your detailed description. I could imagine that scene.
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Majd
2/20/2018 06:01:23 pm
Hello Christine, I think it was interesting to say that she feared ending up with the baby alone, it's a different way to look at it but I disagree because I don't recall reading any text that shows an afraid side of her, I think the opposite she showed that she was ready to go through anything in order to keep the baby, even if it meant losing the man she loves. :)
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barbie carosi
2/21/2018 06:32:19 pm
your description was really good.it really put a picture into my head.
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