The day started by having to get up at two o’clock in the morning followed by a long car ride and normally when I am in a car I can fall asleep, but this morning I was too excited to do that. Then we had a long cold boat ride that took us to the hunting spot. I was hunting in a blind on Flat Lake. My Dad had won the blind in a raffle held every three years at Jerseyville. The blind was on 1 of 4 lakes in the area, roughly five miles from the Illinois River, and about 20 miles north of Grafton, Illinois.
He asked the author for help because he could not find his shrimp for fishing. The author saw the shrimp and pointed it to the kid. Then he went back to the bridge. After a while, the kid let out a “Hey! Hey!” and the prettiest tarpon the author had ever seen came almost six feet out of the water.
The story of the 37 year old fisherman stuck at sea has striking similarities to the popular book and movie, The Life Of Pi. Alvarenga originally set off towards northern Mexico in December 2012 on what he expected to be a short shark fishing trip. When a part of his boat became altered and broken, he drifted until he reached a beach 13 months later. Similarly, in The Life Of Pi, Piscine Motor Patel was on a journey with his immediate family to Canda from India when the ship carrying them and their cargo (animals from the zoo they were selling) had a breach and started to sink. Pi was saved from the ship, but continued to drift further out into the ocean.
The books setting is then set around the two’s journey on the sea and nearby islands. Finally, they reach Mexico and Richard Parker runs off into the woods and Pi is recovered by two men from a shipping company who own the boat that his family sank in. He tells them the story of his and the Bengali tiger’s survival on the lifeboat for 227 days but they do not believe it. So, Pi relates to them the same story except with his mother, a sailor with a broken leg, cannibalistic cook, with no animals and no magical islands this time around. The story closely parallels the first story without all of the fancy involved, and one of the men points this out.
Throughout the story, Holden often wonders about the ducks in Central Park, and asks where they go for the winter to the various cab drivers he meets throughout the story. “You know those ducks in that lagoon near central park? That little lake? By any chance do you happen to know where they go, the ducks, when it gets all frozen over?” (Salinger 60). The migration of the ducks is most likely a symbol for Holden’s trauma from the death of his little brother, Allie, and to a lesser extent, the suicide of his old classmate, James Castle.
Eventually, the stop at the Big Blue River and are unable to cross. While waiting for the river to go down, Virginia’s grandma passes and is buried in the wilderness; the party then crosses the river by making rafts for the wagons. Later on, they arrive at Fort Laramie and celebrate the Fourth of July. At Fort Bridger, the party learns about a route called the Hasting Cutoff, which was supposed to shorten the trip, and after much arguing James Reed and 73 others decide to take this way. The others decide to continue on the original trail.
So, on that note, this is not another cliché story about losing my one true love, but about the time I lost myself. Long ago I found myself watching a movie I had no idea would be my inspiration. It’s about a little fish that swam away into uncharted waters, anxious to prove his individuality to his overly protective father, Marlin. On the first day of school, Nemo, a little bright orange clownfish --with an undeveloped fin-- was peer pressured into touching a big boat off the coast of Australia. Soon enough, Nemo found himself being captured in the net of a deep-sea-diving dentist, who searches for unique fish for his dentistry aquarium.
We gutted them and fried them—delicious, I must say. It was then we sat and talked over the plans for the next day. Those two weeks were difficult. I had to do everything from scratch, even build my own out house. I had to carry water, find berries, get wood for the fire, dry out wet clothes from a night of rain, even mend things that broke, like my fishing pole.
Over a period of 20 months, using material salvaged from their ship, they built a cabin, found food, rotated cooking duties, nursed one another, made tools, tanned seal hides for shoes, built a bellows and a furnace, made bolts and nails, and then built a boat which they used to sail to safety. Meanwhile, 20 miles away, a Scottish ship led by Captain George Dalgarno went aground and 19 men made it safely to shore. Delgarno became depressed, went “mad”, and the rest of the crew fell into despair, anarchy, and then cannibalism. A sailor named Robert Holding tried to encourage the others to act together to build shelter and find food, but other members of the crew threatened to kill and eat him. After three months, only three men were alive and subsequently rescued.
The drunkard says: “fine, for that I’ll teach you a type of sword-plays, and I’ll see you at temple named Mountain God this evening.” When the drunkard goes away, Sanyo’s aunt tells him to get to the market for some fresh lobsters. Sanyo Lee is a poor boy, when he was young, his parents are all dead, and so he lives with his aunt. He likes to play sword-play and Kung Fu, but no one teaches him how to play it very well. So, his aunt gave him a wooden sword, he took it as a treasure, he always played it for many hours very day. Now, he is already eighteen years old, and he wants to walk out where he lives and widen his field of vision, but he hasn’t decided to leave yet, so he always stays at home and lies on his bed.