Compare And Contrast The Ones Who Walk Away From Omelas

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“The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas” by Ursula K. Le Guin is about a dystopian society, and how the general happiness is based off of one child. Confining the child in an enclosure puts the entire society into balance. After discovering the horrific secret about how the society functions, some choose to “walk away from Omelas.” The “Secret Life of Walter Mitty” by James Thurber is about a man named Walter Mitty, who uses daydreams as an escape from reality. Third person limited point of view allows the reader into the minds of the two main characters, and their ongoing thoughts. Contrast is evident when vivid versus dull lifestyles are portrayed in both of the stories.
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3 turret!” shouted the Commander. “Full in No. 3 turret!” The crew, bending to their various tasks in the huge, hurtling eight-engine Navy hydroplane, looked at each other and grinned. “The old Man’ll get us through,” they said to one another. “The Old Man ain’t afraid of Hell!” “Not so fast! You’re driving too fast!” said Mrs. Mitty. “What are you driving so fast for?” Hmm?” said Walter Mitty. He looked at his wife, in the seat beside him, with shocked astonishment. She seemed grossly unfamiliar, like a strange woman who had yelled at him in a crowd. “You were up to fifty-five,” she said. “You know I don’t like to go more than forty. You were up to fifty-five.” Walter Mitty drove on toward Waterbury in silence, the roaring of the SN202 through the worst storm in twenty years of Navy flying fading in the remote, intimate airways of his mind. “You’re tensed up again,” said Mrs. Mitty. “It’s one of your days. I wish you’d let Dr. Renshaw look over you.” (Thurber, …show more content…

Mitty, shaking hands. “A brilliant performance, sir.” “Thank you,” said Walter Mitty. “Didn’t know you were in the States, Mitty,” grumbled Remington. “Coals to Newcastle, bringing Mitford and me up here for a tertiary.” “You are very kind,” said Mitty. A huge, complicated machine connected to the operating table, with many tubes and wires, began at this moment to go pocketa-pocketa-pocketa. “The anesthetizer is giving way!” shouted an interne. “There is no one in the East who knows how to fix it!” “Quiet, man!” said Mitty, in a low, cool voice. He sprang to the machine that was going pocketa-pocketa-queep-pocketa-queep. He began fingering delicately a row of glistening dials: “Give me a fountain pen!” he snapped. Someone handed him a fountain pen. He pulled a faulty piston out of the machine and inserted the pen in its place. “That will hold for ten minutes,” he said. “Get on with the operation.” A nurse hurried over and whispered to Renshaw, and Mitty saw the man turn pale. “That will hold for ten minutes,” he said….“If you wish,” he said. They slipped a white gown on him; he adjusted a mask and drew on thing gloves; nurses handed him shining… Back it up, Mac! Look out for that Buick!” Walter Mitty jammed on the breaks. Wrong lane, Mac," said the parking-lot attendant, looking at Mitty closely. "Gee. Yeh," muttered Mitty. He began cautiously to back out of the lane marked "Exit Only." "Leave her sit

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