Wednesday, December 19, 2012

The Boy Who Harnessed the Wind Dense Question


      Text:How does William’s dedication to education and the windmill, even though so many things held him back, show about his character?
     Other Lit: How is William’s hunger for education similar to Equality’s? How is it different?
     Reader: What is something that you have a passion for?

 

                The fact that William never gave up, even when facing things that I could never imagine, shows so much about his character and how strong he is internally. Being able to withstand starvation, lack of education, poverty and sickness while still having the mental and physical strength to complete his goal was absolutely remarkable. His loving non egoistic character is reflected through this. He isn’t building this windmill just so that he can get famous; he is doing to save his family, to save his community. He seems so unreal how much he cares for his family and how he always puts them first. He is the kind of person who could change the world for the better.

                Equality from Ayn Rand’s novel Anthem has a similar determination to learn, though he has a completely opposite reason for it. He also never gives up, like William, even though he isn’t provided with a proper education either. His mind and love for education is just as strong as William’s. Equality uses his education and inventions for only himself. He couldn’t care less about his community. In his mind they only destroy him. He is learning and inventing for the heck of it. It’s not saving anyone’s life, or making everyday activities either, or providing a community with a whole new world. He just wants to learn.

                 There are many things I am passionate about including writing, divine literature, art, and music of course. One thing that I am always hungry to learn about is poetry. I can never get enough of how simple words and phrases fall perfectly to create something so descriptive, so beautiful. I have always enjoyed poetry for as long as I can remember. I don’t mean stupid poems like used in standardized tests that don’t have any feeling to them. I am talking about poetry from poets like Shakespeare, Whitman, Frost, Cummings, Dickinson, Poe, and the list goes on. I can feel the words slowly flow from my mind to the rest of my body. I let the words take my soul. I let it engross me. I let the descriptions take me to a new world. I let them run through my veins and rejuvenate my mind. Poetry is my hunger, and my escape.  

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