A Wall Of Fire Rising Analysis

Throughout “A Wall of Fire Rising”, the outcomes of certain desires in the story by characters have shaped the story. Guy for example is in many ways a tragic and flawed character. He struggles to do the honorable thing and whatever it takes to support his family, but in the end he finds himself wanting more. His wife tells him he is a good man because they are never hungry at the end of the day but this doesn’t satisfy him. He wants to do more than struggle through life. He’s a smart man, he should be excelling, or so he tells himself. However, turning dreams into reality takes action. He can dream, but it is hopeless if he can’t turn his dreams of happiness into actualities. In killing himself Guy takes control of his life for the first time

ever. Ironically, it is also the last time. Plenty of people know dreamers who long for something better in their lives. As previously stated, dreaming is a very natural and healthy thing to do. However, these dreams of a better life are recognized as dreams or goals, something to work towards. They provide a reason for people to get up and start a new day. Guy lets this want to rule him. It is not enough to be self-sufficient when he could be wealthy, the problem being that he could never be wealthy, the circumstances of his life prevent it. But in the end of my edited story, Guy and his family are going to become very happy and wealthy. I am going to be changing the sad story along with adding to it, so that the story could have a happy prosperous ending.
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Dialogue:
“What is the matter?” Guy asked.
“I cannot remember my lines,” the boy said.
As soon as little guy said that, Guy left the room.
Lili tried to string together what she could remember of her son’s lines. Lili then realized why Guy had left.
“Son, I think it would be best if you’d gone back to sleep,” mother whispered to Little Guy.
Little Guy slowly drew back to the ground floor and eventually closed his eyes. Within a few minutes he fell asleep.
As soon as Lili got up from putting little guy back to sleep, Guy came.
“Hey son, I found the book, you can look…”Lili interrupted.
“Shh, he fell back to sleep,” she whispered.
“We should let him get plenty sleep, for he has to study his lines tomorrow.”
Guy sighed, and left the shack.

As guy continued walking he could see the sunrise.
“The cool air is perfect for flying a hot air balloon,” he says to himself.
“If I had a hot air balloon, I could fly it every day with Lili and Little guy.”
He slowly came upon the hot air balloon that the Rich Arabs had. He noticed that the balloon was changed. It was a light blue triangular pattern with hints of black lining.
He closely examined the hot air balloon. Then an idea came into his mind.
“All a hot air balloon is is cloth, a basket, and hot air.” he said.
If he could just find those three things then he would be able to make his own hot air balloon.
He rushed back to the shack excited to tell his family about his new idea.
Guy entered the shack and could see little guy up, dressed, in the corner of the shack trying to recite his lines.
“Hey son where’s your mom?” Guy inquired.
“She went to the marketplace to try and search for spices for dinner tonight,” he said
“She said that she would be back in a couple of minutes.” He said while he was trying to memorize his lines.
“Son, can I ask you a question?” he looked at little guy.
“Ya, but papa can I first tell you what I have memorized so far?” he

asked.
Guy looked slightly annoyed yet satisfied that his son was doing well.
“Go ahead.” Guy said.
Little guy cleared his throat, raising his eyes towards the ceiling.
“There is so much sadness in the faces of my people. I have called on their gods, now I call on our gods. I call on our young. I call on our old. I call on our mighty and the weak. I call on everyone and anyone so that we shall all let out one piercing cry that we may either live freely or we should die.”
“Your lines are wonderful son,” Guy says.
“Thanks papa,” little guy happily replies.
“Alright guys we have to leave now to drop little guy off to school otherwise he will be late.” Lili announces as she enters the rusty shack.
“Wait I need to tell you both something that came to my mind and I think it would do well for us if it is successful,” guy says.
“Right now is not the best time Guy, tell us later this evening while we are eating dinner…. if we manage any,” Lili responds.
Guy storms out of the shack and slams the door.
Part 2:
As the regular day at the mill moves forward, the thought of making the hot air balloon and flying it, brings a smile to his face.
“Where will I manage to get the supplies?” he asks himself.
“I don’t have enough money even to pay for a proper dinner for my family.”
As Guy passes the endless supplies for sugar packaging he goes to the billboard of weekly announcements. Suddenly something strikes his sight. There is an open position for a field service engineer assistant.
“Maybe if I go for this job I would be able to get the supplies for the balloon.” He thought to himself.
Part 3:
As the afternoon passes, guy goes home just to see Lili with little guy trying to memorize his lines for the play.
“Hey Guy listen to what little Guy lines are, he has memorized more.” Lili excitingly says.
Guy gets ticked off and leaves the shack without even saying a word. He quickly runs away from the shack and starts pacing in the shanty town. He then notices some of the townspeople sitting in front of the white screen where they show the evening news. He slowly approaches the area and sits afar from the group and places himself in a grassy area. He stays there for nearly an hour watching the news.
Part 4
Guy rushes back into the shantytown to his shack to tell his family about how there was going to be an American Hot Air Balloon Pilot coming to Haiti, to support a campaign on the poverty in Haiti. As he comes in the shack and says,
“I would like to make something very clear. I understand that Little Guy is doing very well and is getting an opportunity to be something that he may never get the chance to again, but throughout the past few days you guys have been ignoring me and I need to tell you guys something that I thought of.” He says and then sighs.
“I think we should make our own hot air balloon.” He says.
“But where are we going to get the money from? We can barely afford to have dinner.” Lili asks.
“Yes I know but I signed up for an open job as a field service engineer assistant, and I got the job. The only down about the job is that they are night shifts most of the time but we will be better off.” Guy says.
“What about the Hot Air Balloon papa, where are you going to get the stuff?” Little Guy asks.
“I was thinking that the Rich Arabs have a new balloon cover for the thing, so we could try and get the old balloon cover from them.” Guy replies.
“Well you know that they are not going to charge very cheap, right?” Lili says.
“Yes I know, it is going to take some time but I want to get it done in before this month.” Guy says.
“Why?” little guy asks.
Because there is a one American man who is going to come to Haiti and help the poor like us and he is a professional hot air balloon pilot. So I was thinking I would show him the model and tell him my passion for the hot air balloons.” Guy excitingly says.
“Wow, you are very serious about the hot air balloon aren’t you honey?” Lili surprisingly says. Guy slowly responds and says,
“Yes I am... I want to reach for the stars.”
Part 5:
After a few days passed, Guy gets his paycheck and it is significantly a lot higher than his old position at the mill.
Honey, I just got the paycheck, now we have to get the supplies as soon as possible.” Guy says.
“Okay.” Lili says.
So Guy goes to the rich Arabs house and asks if they can buy the old balloon cover. The Rich Arabs ask him why he needs it and he tells them that he wants to make his own hot air balloon. They all laugh but them he tells them that he is serious and they tell him that the balloon has a rip on the side of it. He says he still wants so they give him the balloon cover in exchange for thirteen thousand gourds which is equivalent to three hundred U.S. dollars. While he is doing that his wife goes to the local basket weaver and asks her to build a basket that could fit three people, the lady asks,
“Why would you need a basket that big?” she giggles.
“We want to build a hot air balloon.” Lili says.
“Do ya hear that Luarette, this lady wants to build a hot air balloon?” She says to her daughter in the other room of the store.
“Are you going to do that or not? Lili says.
“Well it depends on what the price of it is?” the lady replies.
“How much would you want for it? Lili says.
“Somewhere around four thousand gourds.” The lady says.
“Deal. When am I supposed to expect it ready? Lili asks annoyed.
“In about three weeks.” The lady responds.
“I don’t have time to wait for three weeks. Is there a way you could get it done earlier?” Lili asks.
“For another two hundred, you could get the basket in two days.” The lady says.
“Fine lady I better get it in two days.” The lady smiles and leaves to the other room.
Part 6:
As the evening passes, the family manages to recover the balloon cover and also have managed to find someone in the town that can make the balloon basket. There was just only one thing left to do. Get hot air.
“From where are we going to get enough hot air to lift a hot air balloon?” Lili asks.
“I have an idea!” Guy shouts in excitement.
“Do you know that I work night shifts in the mill?” he asks.
“Ya, why?” Lili asked with a frown on her face.
“As a way of making the entire mill warm, the officials use portable propane gases for each of the working rooms. I could see if I could get my hands on a couple of them.” He says.
“Oh and by the way how is your play going son? Guy asks.
“It’s going good dad my performance is in three days.” Little guy responds.
“Do ya hear that honey his performance is in three days?” Lili says.
“Yes, loud and clear.” Guy says sarcastically.
The only problem that came to guy’s mind was that American hot air balloon pilot was coming on the same day of little guy’s performance. On that thought, the next day Guy went to the local stitchery. He brought the balloon cover and asked her to stitch it today itself and get it done with. Then he went to work that evening. That evening Guy came with four propane tanks half full. The following day he went to get the basket he had asked to make. He started to make the hot air balloon as fast as he could. When he came home, he saw that Lili had bought little guy a costume for his play.
“Well you sure look stunning in those clothes son.” His dad said.

“Thanks papa. How is the hot air balloon coming?” little guy inquired.
“It is going well so far. The entire thing should be done by tomorrow morning.” Guy said
“Well I can’t talk too much right now I have to go to work. Bye son have a goodnight. Lili I’m leaving alright.” He said and left for the mill.
The following day was very exciting for not only Guy and his family but also all of the townspeople. Guy had finished the balloon after coming back from work and everyone knew that the American hot air balloon pilot was coming today. He was expected to come into their area in morning. This was perfect for Guy because morning was ideal for flying the balloon. So after about an hour Guy fired up the propane tanks and his mind came to work when he started controlling. After gaining several fee, Guy caught a glimpse of little guy and Lili and then paced his way towards the middle of the shanty town where the man was giving a speech. From about fifty feet the American man looked up at the hot air balloon and had a smile yet surprising

face.

“Èske mwen ka tanpri pale ak ou, mwen gen tèlman yo di!” Guy yelled to the man.
The American man leaned towards his Haitian translator and asked him who he was.
“Sir, that is the man in our village who said he was going to make a hot air balloon, but we didn’t think that he would do that.” The translator said, shocked.
Okay I understand, but what did he just say?” the man asked
“Sir he says he wants to meet you, he has a lot to say.” The translator said.
“Alright, after this speech take me to his home.” The American man said.
Once the propane was all out< Guy slowly lead himself back to where he came up from with his peaceful movements of the balloon. It seemed as if he was born to fly a hot air balloon. Once he came down he went inside the shack to see the American man talking to Lili and little guy freshening up and reviewing the book of lines.
“So I heard you have a passion for hot air balloons?” the man said.
The translator translated, “ou gen yon pasyon pou balon lè cho?”
Guy nodded his head.
“Well I see that you have developed a different kind of hot air balloon. The entire construction of it looks as if it is very efficient.”
The translator translated.
Guy nodded his head again.
Then guy said, “Mwen se konsa regrètinteruppt, men pitit gason m ' te gen yon jwèt ak nou gen yo kite. Mwen te vle aske si ou ta vin mesye?
“What did he say?” the American asked.
“Sir he said he wants to invite you to his son’s play that he is acting in?”
The American man responds by saying, “Tell him that I would love to. And also tell him that I wanted his entire family to come with me to America to discuss the efficiency of the balloon, because that balloon could be revolutionary.”