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Typed Journal Assignment: The Lonely Lobster’s Once upon a time, there was a lonely lobster. His name was Claude. Claude liked to talk about everything and anything. The other lobster’s in his school didn't like that he talked so much, and they ignored him. Even his parents disowned him. They were sick of hearing him talk. Claude became sadder and sadder every day, all he wanted was a friend that he could talk and play with. Now that Claude was getting older he knew he needed to find a friend or he could be lonely all his life. Claude was determined to find a friend or, at least someone who would talk to him, so he swam away from the small school of lobster’s that had never accepted him and never looked back. He swam through many rough nights where there were sharks and weird looking fish, but his endurance kept him going. Finally, Claude thought he had found a lobster, the first one since he had left his school, but it was dead, just the remains of a shark’s lunch. Claude had lost all hope that he would find a friend or even a lobster in the great wilderness. …show more content…
Just when Claude was about to give up, he saw a blue shimmer in the distance, his curiosity got the best of him and he moved closer and closer.
When he got close enough to see what it was, he was amazed to see a blue lobster! He jumped to say hello to this strange looking lobster, the lobster looked relieved to see him. The blue lobster’s name was Larry and he had also run away from his school because all the other lobster’s made fun of him because he was blue. The two lobster’s talked for a long time about their homes and the people that made fun of them. Claude and Larry became good friends, Larry didn't mind that Claude talked a lot, and Claude thought that Larry being blue was
cool. Even though they had a friend they still didn't know what to do with their lives. They couldn't live in the wilderness forever but they couldn't go back home either. When Larry was sleeping that night he had a wonderful idea Claude and he could open a sanctuary for unwanted lobsters. In the morning Larry told the idea to Claude, and Claude loved it. So they got to work building rooms and houses for all the lobster’s that would come to live there. When they had finished building and were sure they were ready for all the unwanted lobster’s they set out on an adventure to find unwanted lobsters. Claude and Larry went to every school far and wide looking for unwanted lobsters. When they would come to a new lobster school they would give their testimonies of how they were made fun of and of the sanctuary they had built for lobsters like them. Most of the time the lobster’s didn't even listen but sometimes one or two lobster finished and would come up and say they wanted to ‘’go.’’Claude and Larry were always willing to take them. When Claude and Larry had found all the unwanted unloved lobster’s in the whole sea, they had one thousand lobsters. Claude and Larry and all the unwanted lobster’s with them headed back to the sanctuary to live their lives where they weren't made fun of. They were quite a sight for all the other animals in the sea, most of them were just confused. When all the unwanted lobster’s had finally gotten to the sanctuary they were amazed at what Claude and Larry built all by themselves. All the unwanted lobsters were happy there was no one to make fun of them and they liked it. Claude and Larry were happy they had made so many unwanted lobster’s happy and that's the greatest gift they could had asked for.
Jan de Heem painting, “Still Life with Lobster” is an oil painting with a bright red lobster that catches the viewer gaze into this beautiful dinner from the late 1640s.The color scheme used in this painting is analogous since it uses relatively close hues. In the painting, the lobster is on a silver platter but it has been left untouched. Surrounding the focal point of the painting is luxurious fruits including grapes, cherries, peaches, berries, oranges, and a half peeled lemon. To the left of the lobster is an overturned silver goblet. This particular style of painting is known as a vanitas form of painting. The artist is using a luxurious left over meal to show even the most expensive desires of the world doesn’t last for eternity. The
The state of Maine is a huge tourist spot known for it’s rocky coastline and seafood cuisine, especially lobster. Annually, the state holds the “Maine Lobster Festival” every summer, and is a popular lucrative attraction including carnival rides and food booths. The center of attention for this festival is, unsurprisingly, lobster. The author of the article “Consider the Lobster”, David Foster Wallace, mainly uses logos and pathos, and explores the idea of being put into the lobsters perspective by describing how the cooking process is done and informing us on the animal’s neurological system in a very comprehensible way. He effectively uses these persuasive devices to paint a picture for the audience and pave way for the reader to conjure
As “Consider the Lobster” investigates the ethics of how one cooks lobster, it employs pathos while explaining the actions and reciprocations of cooking a lobster. As Wallace addresses the steps in which one cooks
David Foster Wallace’s (I’ll be referring to him as DFW) 2004 article, “Consider The Lobster”, succeeded in making do as the title suggests, to consider a mere lobster. I’d admittedly not put much thought into things such as lobsters being cooked alive and whether or not it’s right or wrong. Yet even after reading DFW’s essay, and after plenty of time and consideration, I don’t believe it’s wrong to cook and eat lobster, or any other animal for that matter. Now people may call me ignorant for thinking that, or maybe they’ll agree with me, but my belief that lobsters are of less moral importance than humans is one I hold true to; however, that’s not the point, because I don’t believe DFW’s goal was to get people to consider lobsters or cows or any animal product specifically, but to consider absolutely everything.
In the article "Consider the lobster" by David Foster Wallace, begins by explaining a festival, is held every late July in the state’s midcoast region, meaning the western side of Penobscot Bay, the Maine Lobster Festival. In the next few paragraphs, he talks about the festival, and what they do on the festival. The author follow this with the characteristics of a lobster, from the history of how it was back then a food for poor people, and now in days is like the steak of s...
“Shells” by Cynthia Rylant is a realistic fiction short story about a boy that just lost his parents in a car accident and he has to go live with one of his family members. In the beginning, Michael has to live with his Aunt Esther because his parents just died. Soon, after he has lived with his Aunt Esther for a while he starts not liking her because she is always on the phone and not paying any attention to him. When she is on the phone she talks about him. In the end, Michael comes home from school one day and she is in his room not on the phone looking at his hermit crab. They get more hermit crabs because she thought that Michael’s hermit crab needed friends. Throughout the story, Michael has a difficult time because of his parents death.
Consider the Audience The gluttonous lords of the land capture those who are unable to defend themselves, boil the captives alive, and then feast on their flesh. Could this be the plot of some new summer blockbuster? It could be, in fact, but for now we will focus on how this depiction of events compares to David Foster Wallace’s essay, “Consider the Lobster,” which starts as a review of the Maine Lobster Festival, but soon morphs into an indictment of not only the conventions of lobster preparation, but also the entire idea of having an animal killed for one’s own consumption. Wallace shows great skill in establishing an ethos.
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There's a lot going on with the captain—we can't forget, on top of being stuck in a lifeboat, he just lost his entire ship to the sea. Since the story is told from the correspondent's perspective, we only get a glimpse at the sheer magnitude of how he has been affected by the sinking of the ship. The narrator describes his voice as being "deep with mourning, and of a quality beyond oration or tears" (1.6). Yep, you heard that right: he's in mourning for his ship. For most of these guys—psychologically, at least—their ordeal starts when they get into the lifeboat, but we have to remember, for the captain, the ship was his responsibility. And now it's sunk. Talk about a heavy load to bear.
Anne Vallayer-Coster’s painting Still Life with Lobster shows a lobster placed on a plate surrounded by grapes, bread, a pot, and pieces of a dining set. This painting is done in oil painted on canvas. The artist has painted the objects in a manner in which they appear real and lifelike. The lobster has different shades of red and what appears like barnacles on one claw and the body to show the appearance of living in battering, harsh waters. The grapes are all different sizes and shades. The bread is not uniform and has cracks along the sides from baking. The cloth on top of the plate is folded and crumpled in a way that is not even and clean to give a more realistic look to the scene. I enjoy the reality of the painting, because abstract
A lobster has little to no eyesight and also cannot hear. According to the People for Ethical Treatment of Animals, also known as P.E.T.A “A lobster can “smell” chemicals in the water with their antennae, and they “taste” with sensory hairs along their legs.” With such an exquisite tactile sense, lobsters have adapted to ocean conditions by using their senses to taste and smell in order to be aware of their surroundings. Unlike humans, lobsters wouldn’t be able to visualize when they are senselessly murdered in a cooking pot. When put into the pot the lobster will start squirming around in a hopeless attempt to save itself and get out of the
The story of lobster night is reflecting the transitioning process of Stacy from love for Noonan into killing him. In the first phase of the story, before talking about being struck by lightning, Stacy views the world from an optimistic side, she finds Noonan attractive. In the second part of the story, after talking about the incident of being struck by lightning, she starts to change and identifies the world from the animals’ point of views. She contends that talking about lightning strike makes her remember death, and being close to death makes her vulnerable and scared, which makes her merciful to the animal world. Especially in the moment when she looks into the tank and tries to understand the lobster,
It’s a good beginning alright! A good beginning, but a beginning nonetheless, you have to write more than that, you have to write a story. So in this story, what does the lobster do? Does he walk? Do lobsters walk? Maybe I should make a quick Google search about this: do lobsters walk?
One might say we are presented with two fish stories in looking at Ernest Hemingway's The Old Man and the Sea and Herman Melville's Moby-Dick, a marlin in the former and a whale in the latter. However, both of these animals are symbolic of the struggle their hunters face to find dignity and meaning in the face of a nihilistic universe in Hemingway and a fatalistic one in Melville. While both men will be unable to conquer the forces of the universe against them, neither will either man be conquered by them because of their refusal to yield to these insurmountable forces. However, Santiago gains a measure of peace and understanding about existence from his struggles, while Ahab leaves the world as he found it without any greater insight.
Slowly it comes to me, a flowering bud of youth in a sea of age. A bright light shining out on an eternal, melancholy nothingness. So after an age of undulating meditation, I awoke. I was in a study, whether it was my study or even if I had a study, I did not know; it was if I was a lobster in a pot :my stupid entrance was easy, my escape could be easy; yet it was impossible for me to grasp how to do any of these tasks. I picked up a book from the shelf and as I flicked through the pages, I gasped in horror as my brain couldn’t make any sense of my own tongue.