Saying that the boy hung on "like" death is an example of a simile. Line 4 Such waltzing was not easy. This line wraps up the first stanza. In what could be a happy moment, father and son dancing, we see that it's kind of tricky for the son to hold on to his drunken father. Also, if the waltz of this poem is a metaphor for their father-son relationship, this could show that it's not easy to dance between loving and fearing his father's power Lines 5-6 We romped until the pans Slid from the kitchen shelf; This is not a quiet, stately waltz, but a romp!
“Reunion” by John Cheever is a short story about Charlie who hasn’t seen his father since his parents’ divorce. So on his way back to his mother’s house he schedules a lunch with his father. Yet Charlie’s view on his father changes when his father continually has problems controlling his bad attitude. In “Powder and “Reunion” the authors use father/son relationships, point of view and conflict to portray to the reader that almost all father and son relationships have their flaws. In the two short stories it seems as if the sons’ relationships with their father were quite different, but they also had their similarities because both of them cared for their son.
I recall being 5 years old when I was sleeping with my older brother and my father came home drunk and out of his mind, arguing and fighting with my mother. He didn’t need a reason to be mad, he just had to leave and have a few drinks to set him off. My mother went to our room, woke us up and took us out of the house; my father went into a rampage and started breaking mirrors and throwing stuff on the walls. It is a few years later, when I realized that we didn’t had to go through all that. As the years kept going by, my father had moments of sobriety and converted to Christianity; however, it was a vicious circle.
In reading the fiction story “Killings” written by Andre Dubus, you think the two characters Matt Fowler and Richard Strout are very different. Dubus has the reader sympathetic towards Matt though the tragic death of his son Frank, and less feelings towards Richard. However, midway through the story you begin to compare Fowler and Strout and how they; love their family deeply, want revenge on the wrong that was done to them, and seek out homicidal justice. Matt Fowler’s love for his family is evident. I believe that Dubus wants us to know that Fowler loved his wife.
This year, I’ll do it, you think, I’ll get that slimy old vermin. Last year, you had tried to keep the fireplace on all night to roast Santa, but it was easily circumvented by pouring water down the chimney. Before that was an intricate series of traps on your roof which were easily flown over. before that it was just you, standing alone with a garden hoe, but you fell asleep halfway through waiting. Unlike everyone in this disturbingly jolly world, you completely despised Santa.
Through this we see that all three boys respect their parents and all look up to their father as someone they want to be like when they are older. This represents the significance of family and the bond between a father and son which Australians are able to relate to. Australians
A Father’s Love The poem “Those Winter Sundays” by Robert Hayden is a result of the speaker’s reflection on his past experiences with his father. Hayden shows all the little things the father did for his family and how the speaker took them for granted. Looking back, the speaker now realizes and understands what the father had really gone through for him. The descriptions Hayden uses express both directly and indirectly the idea of unseen love. Hayden goes into detailed explanations of examples of the father’s devoted love.
Smoke Signals The film opened with such tragedy as Thomas’ mother and father died due to a fire in their home. Thomas was always telling stories and joking while Victor was more quite and assertive . Both boys faced difficulties during their youth and never really got along until they embarked on a journey to collect Arnold's remains. I thought the entire trip was very noble and inspiring. Both boys learned a lot about themselves and each other.
Those winter Sundays By Robert Hayden Sundays too my father got up early and put his clothes on in the blueblack cold, then with cracked hands that ached from labor in the weekday weather made banked fires blaze. No one ever thanked him. I’d wake and hear the cold splintering, breaking. When the rooms were warm, he’d call, and slowly I would rise and dress, fearing the chronic angers of that house, Speaking indifferently to him, who had driven out the cold and polished my good shoes as well. What did I know, what did I know of love’s austere and lonely offices?
The modern reader may be struck by the neighbours' driving the young Seamus home - his parents may not have a car (quite usual then - Heaney was born in 1939, and is here at boarding school, so this is the 1950s) or, more likely, were too busy at home, and relied on their neighbours to help. The father, apparently always strong at other funerals, is distraught (very upset) by his child's death, while the mother is too angry to cry. “Big Jim” (apparently a family friend) makes an unfortunate pun - he means to speak of a metaphorical “blow”, of course. The young Seamus is made uneasy by the baby's happiness on seeing him, by hand shaking and euphemisms (evasions, like “Sorry for my trouble”), and by whispers about him. When late at night the child's body is returned Heaney sees this as “the corpse” (not a person).