LOTF Ralph Journal Essay
Madison Christenson
February 25, 2014
Hour: 3 Awaiting My Destiny When I first got to the island, it was a hard landing. That’s when I came to meet this chubby boy with ass-mar named Piggy. He stuck to me like glue when we finally realized there were no adults on this island. Piggy and I walked the beach and found this platform where we found the conch. I blew into the conch with no luck the first time but tried again and a booming loud sound echoed in the jungle calling anyone else to where we stood. The other boys that were on the plane also came out and signs of life filled the beach. I had just called my first assembly, the first of many to come. This assembly was the most civilized of them all. In the first meeting we decided this tribe needed a chief. It came down to me or Jack. Roger came up with the civilized idea of a vote for chief. Jacks choir obediently raised their hands for him, then all the others raised their hands for me to be chief “I’m chief then.” (23) As the meeting went on I decided we needed rules for this island. The guys were all into making rules, we had many basic rules for the island and jobs for the guys. As excited as they were in this meeting I thought they would follow through with their jobs and following the island rules. But one day, I honestly couldn’t tell you how what day of the week it was, I was building shelters and realized only Simon was working along beside me. Jack’s hunting group was out trying to kill a pig again with not very much luck. The hunting group only had two jobs, to kill pigs for food and keep the fire going. I looked up at the mountain to see no fire, no smoke, and no signal. While we had no signal, I saw a ship out on the horizon. I was so furious. I raced up to the top of the mountain with piggy and his glasses to restart the fire. While trying to restart the fire Jack and his group came back chanting “Kill the pig. Cut her throat. Spill her blood.” (69) By now the ship disappeared over
February 25, 2014
Hour: 3 Awaiting My Destiny When I first got to the island, it was a hard landing. That’s when I came to meet this chubby boy with ass-mar named Piggy. He stuck to me like glue when we finally realized there were no adults on this island. Piggy and I walked the beach and found this platform where we found the conch. I blew into the conch with no luck the first time but tried again and a booming loud sound echoed in the jungle calling anyone else to where we stood. The other boys that were on the plane also came out and signs of life filled the beach. I had just called my first assembly, the first of many to come. This assembly was the most civilized of them all. In the first meeting we decided this tribe needed a chief. It came down to me or Jack. Roger came up with the civilized idea of a vote for chief. Jacks choir obediently raised their hands for him, then all the others raised their hands for me to be chief “I’m chief then.” (23) As the meeting went on I decided we needed rules for this island. The guys were all into making rules, we had many basic rules for the island and jobs for the guys. As excited as they were in this meeting I thought they would follow through with their jobs and following the island rules. But one day, I honestly couldn’t tell you how what day of the week it was, I was building shelters and realized only Simon was working along beside me. Jack’s hunting group was out trying to kill a pig again with not very much luck. The hunting group only had two jobs, to kill pigs for food and keep the fire going. I looked up at the mountain to see no fire, no smoke, and no signal. While we had no signal, I saw a ship out on the horizon. I was so furious. I raced up to the top of the mountain with piggy and his glasses to restart the fire. While trying to restart the fire Jack and his group came back chanting “Kill the pig. Cut her throat. Spill her blood.” (69) By now the ship disappeared over