Yep, no one was telling us what to do or what to eat, when to go to bed. Well, except me. I’m the oldest, so I try to keep things running the best I can. It’s a hard and thankless job, but someone has to do it.
(Pg. 9)
I picked this specific section of the story because it shows the significance of one of the main characters of this story. This is not just the everyday normal household; it’s much more different then that. Max, who is the leader of the flock, is a fourteen-year-old girl who is emotionally and physically capable of taking care of five other flying humans. Unlike the others, she more or less plays the role of a “mother.” Along with keeping her family safe, she makes the decisions and basically runs the house. She is competent, efficient, and most of all capable of doing/going through anything. There are two other fourteen-year-olds but they do not have the same control as Max does. Despite the fact that the whole flock is responsible for one another, Max tries to be the “parent” they never had. Although these kids don’t have adults to teach them right or wrong, they have Max to keep them safe and show them the way. This family is no ordinary family, they rely and count on each other for survival and all they have left are each other.
The bell clanged jarringly, and rough hands pushed Angel forward. She stumbled, catching herself at the last second before falling onto coils of razor wire. Angel wanted to cry. She'd been doing this all day- it was late afternoon by now. She was starving and light-headed and every muscle ached-and still they made her run. (Pg. 114)
This passage in the novel certainly makes me think about Angel’s character. She is a six-year-old child that is surprisingly strong for her age, but is moderately like the flock’s baby sister. Even though Maximum loves her family very