The Night Circus Widget Sparknotes

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Nestled between the ribs of an individual, in the sweet spot between the heart and soul, lies a story that sculpts the contours of their identity. Be it a cultural folk tale, a classic novel, or a contemporary fantasy, there is a story out there for everyone that will hold substantial value in their lives. In a small excerpt called “Stories – Paris, January 1903” from Erin Morgenstern’s “The Night Circus”, Widget, a young boy who can see the past and turn it into a narrative, finds himself having a conversation about the intricacies of stories with an unnamed man in a grey suit. The man conveys the necessity of Widget’s skill and makes distinctive observations on stories; namely their ability to configure individuality. Subsequently, Widget …show more content…

The room would be completely silent save for the crickets outside my window and the hum of the AC. Routinely, I would doze off with her gentle touch on my scalp, envisioning the room around me opening up into a new landscape with every word that she spoke in my ear. One night, she sat me down as usual, but with no hairbrush in her hand. Upon questioning her about it, she said “No distractions tonight”. This is an important story, Princess. Have you ever heard of La Siguanaba?” I replied that I hadn’t. She smiled knowingly and told me the tale of a beautiful woman named Sihuehuet, who convinced a witch to help her marry Yeisun, a young prince. Drunk with the power of her allure, Sihuehuet used her husband’s departure for war as an opportunity to have torrid affairs, one of which resulted in the birth of a son: El Cipitio. In the version Abue told me, Sihuehuet’s constant cheating and her neglect of El Cipitio angered the God Tlaloc, who cursed her so that she appeared to be a gorgeous woman at first sight, but would reveal her hideous dead-horse face when she turned around. Wandering around San Salvador, she appeared as a temptress to inebriated, unfaithful, or abusive men - those Abue liked to call sinvergüenzas or mujeriegos - and scared them to death when she displayed her frightful face. This time, the room transformed before my eyes into a dark, open road. …show more content…

I walked home, quivering like a leaf, and locked myself in my room for seven hours. That night, as I lay in bed, my mind suddenly replayed a memory of my Abuela telling me the story of a woman who scared abusive men to death. Reflecting on the tale, I found that while I once shook in fear at the thought of La Siguanaba, I had discovered a new layer of respect for her. Her curse felt less like a curse and began to take the form of a protection spell in my head. At that moment, I didn’t care about affairs or curses or Gods, but the simple thought that there was a woman out there who could defend even one other person from what happened to me that day was an immense comfort. The more I grew, the more friends I made, and the more I learned that the disturbing experience I had was not mine alone. When a friend of mine shared their experience, I told them about La Siguanaba in hopes that they would find solace in her story as I had. It was as I grew older that I realized why Abue had told me that story in the first place; she knew I would need it someday. She never made Sihuehuet look good or bad, she simply recalled what legend said happened to her. In the end, it was up to me to decipher what her story meant within the context of my life. La Siguanaba still plays a vital role in my perception of the world. She helped me connect to my culture, understand that things are never black and white, and see the remarkable

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