I read ‘I Capture the Castle’ by Dodie Smith today. It was a slow day at school, now that we’re done with our final exams (of our entire high school student career!!) everyone’s bored and drowsy and excited all at once. The Senior 3s don’t get to have our own Inter-class Sports Competition, which for our form would’ve meant basketball and volleyball, so everyone feels a little stifled just sitting there especially since we’ve been banned from watching movies.
Still, my class ended up watching Korean variety shows in class, while me and my friend hid ourselves under the curtains so we would get some light to read our respective books.
I somehow got saddled with “Bryan duty” which means picking Bryan from his class. I felt like his mom, told him so, and he told me I was “paternal”. Vocab duty is was, and I had to explain to him the difference between maternal and paternal. Feel more like a teacher now.
I Capture The Castle is good though.
So. It’s been a disgusting long time since this blog has been active– but hey, it’s not like this is a visitor hot-spot anyway. In the meantime, I’ve become a little louder, a little brasher, a little braver, a little more vulnerable.
I mean, that’s sort of what life’s about I guess? We spend the morn of our lives growing and learning, then we go out into the big bad world and test our mettle. And the world just chips away and corrodes at us. And like Tall-Nuts and Wall-Nuts in Plants vs. Zombies, we keep putting up defenses for ourselves. I don’t have an answer for whether it’s a good thing.
Well, there’s been a Big Bad Wolf sale the past week, and I went there twice (once at the beginning, once on the last day). The book selection was pretty good, though it was quite depressing to review my book list, as it consisted of a few rather sad themes, like death and scary things and kids dying on streets. One of them was this:
Rachel lives with her mother on The Property. The good thing about living there is that it’s far from the city where the oppressive government is most active. The bad thing, at least to most people, is that it’s close to the Line—an uncrossable section of the National Border Defense System, an invisible barrier that encloses the entire country.She can see the Line from the greenhouse windows, but she is forbidden to go near it. Across the Line is Away, and though Rachel has heard many whispers about the dangers there, she’s never really believed the stories. Until the day she hears a recording that could only have come from across the Line.It’s a voice asking for help.Who sent the message? What is her mother hiding? And to what lengths will Rachel go in order to do what she thinks is right?
It’s an interesting and surprising book. Some parts you can guess(well, if you’re me), but mostly this book is a breath of fresh air from the heavy books that I usually read. The style of writing is light and… I dunno… simple. But it has all these beautiful snippets of the relationship of the people who live and survive in a world controlled by their government.
For me, I surprised myself by being surprised when I actually finished. As in, I had to double-check the ending, just because I thought I missed a page.( Or was it just the writing itself).
Anyway, The Line–Teri Hall, is deemed A Worthwhile Read.
I’m here cause my mother may be stalking my blog. So, I decided to have a change of address. Yay! Be nice, y’all.