I. Title: MAGNIFICENCE II. Author: Estrella D. Alfon Biography Estrella Alfon was born in San Nicolas, Cebu City on March 27, She went. This is an Analysis of the Short Story Magnificence by Estrella Alfon – Download as Word Doc .doc /.docx), PDF Magnificence by Estrella D Alfon. At first, I can’t understand how the title fits into the story. The title points out to a main character in the story – the mother. In the beginning of the.
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And the little boy ran away to comply, saying behind him, But buy us some more pencils, huh, buy us more pencils, and then went up to stairs to their mother. The mother went to the cowering man, and marched him with a glance out of the circle of light that held the little boy.
At night when the little girl and her brother were bathed in the light of the big shaded bulb that hung over the big study maghificence in the downstairs hall, the man would knock gently on the door, and come in.
She turned off the blazing light over the study table, and went slowly up the stairs and out into the dark night. Fill in your details below mahnificence click an icon to log in: Sometimes for paper butterflies that are held on sticks, and whirr in the wind.
He promises maagnificence give them pencils so that they will look forward in seeing him. She stood there saying nothing magnifcence the man fumbled with his hands and with his fingers, and she waited until he had finished. Always also, with the terrible indelibility that one associated with magnjficence, the girl was to remember the touch of that hand on her shoulder, heavy, kneading at her flesh, the woman herself stricken almost dumb, but her eyes eloquent with that angered fire.
When her mother reached her, the woman, held her hand out to the child. Create a free website or blog at WordPress.
She was going to open her mouth but she glanced at the boy and closed it, and with a look magnificencce an inclination of the head, she bade Vicente go up the stairs. All through that day, they had been very proud in school showing off their brand new pencils. This is too please the children with his attitude. But the man said, Are you not going to kiss me for magnifidence pencils?
[Magnificence] by Estrella Alfon
The father grunted, and said, the man probably needed a new job, and was softening his way through estrelal him by going at the children like that. In the story, Vicente was known by a mother of a little boy and a little girl during the meeting of the neighbourhood association.
They were both very tall for their age, and their legs were the long gangly legs of fine spirited colts. Her retreated down one tread of the mzgnificence with the force of the blow, but the mother followed him.
It is a common experience of everybody that after having trusted someone, a person would soon lose his or her trust on that person because, in the end, the person betrayed them. But Vicente had jumped up too soon as the little girl had jumped from his lap. He made no resistance, offered no defense. The mother looked at him, stopped in her tracks, and advanced into the light.
The father grunted again, and did not pay any further attention.
The woman looked after him, and closed the door. And the little girl smiled, and said, Thank you, too. And the thing rested there, and the man came in the evenings therefore, and he helped solve fractions for the boy, and write correct phrases in language for the little girl. Her voice had been like a bell of safety to the little girl.
You can leave a responseor trackback from your own site. By and by, in a very short while her mother came down the stairs, holding in her hand a glass of sarsaparilla, Vicente. The girl jumped out of the lap of Vicente innocently because she felt something strange around Vicente. We people most of the time are like the little girl.
The little girl looked at her mother, and saw the beloved face transfigured by some sort of glow.
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As soon as the boy was gone, the mother turned on Vicente. In the beginning of the story, I found the mother too trusting. He, like earlier, even used pencils to catch the attention of the children.
Once in the shadow, she extended her hand, and without any opposition took away the papers that Vicente was holding to himself. The story reflects most of the people in our society. When they had reached the upper landing, the woman called down to her son, Son, come up and go to your room.
Other editions – View all Magnificence: The little girl kept squirming, for somehow she felt uncomfortable to be held thus, her mother and father always treated her like a big girl, she was always told never to act like a baby. She was so strong, fierce, and powerful that Vicente was like a mouse to a lion. You are commenting using your Twitter account. The mother kept coming into the light, and when Vicente made as if to move away into the shadow, she said, very low, but very heavily, Do not move.
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And this observation their mother said to their father, who was eating his evening meal between paragraphs of the book on masonry rites that he was reading. The next evening, he came around again. And the little maghificence laughed and scampered away, and then ran back and kissed him anyway.
And the man said, I have nothing to do in the evenings, let me help them. She looked around at Vicente, interrupting her careful writing to twist around. The mother kept coming into the light…she said, very low, but very heavily, Do not move.
How could she allow him into the house! The man said nothing, for she said nothing either.