Monday, May 25, 2020

The Miraculous Memoirs (By William)

Everybody has good memories with family. Those memories could be a fond time in childhood or an unforgettable road trip.  Now sit back and relax as you dive into the world in which the miraculous memories of my family thrive.  Enjoy your fascinating ride!

On our first trip, we will spin back the unstoppable hands of time.  I was five years old back then, and my family was visiting Taiwan.  My mom and I were walking through alleys for a hotpot restaurant.  Gray clouds shroud the crisp blue Taiwan sky and blot out the sun.  The sidewalk was slick with moisture, and mist hung around our heads.  We looked forward to sipping the boiling, aromatic soup while cutting through numerous alleys.  As we almost arrived at the main street, a big black stray dog busted out of the dark branch-off alley.  It barked aggressively and didn’t seem friendly enough to allow us pass unscathed. The hound growled deeply and intimidatingly, ears flattened and jaw bristling. It teared at terrifying speed toward us.  “Woosh!” I looked at mom, she had deployed the most useful tool when it rains!  An umbrella.  She hollers for me to hide behind her back, and she used the umbrella as a shield, backing against a brick wall.  I screamed in my shrillest voice, “Help, Help!”  To our relief, help did indeed arrive, a young man came out and shooed the dog away.  We kept that dog-fighting umbrella as a souvenir, and raining days often bring back the hilarious memory of this dog encounter.   

  
As your ride guide, I will now spin the hands of time two weeks after the dog adventure.  Welcome to the Taipei International Airport!  My mom and I were about to leave Taiwan for home, so we’ve arrived in the metallic, bustling hub of an airport.  The air hummed with activities as people from around the globe arrive and depart Taiwan.  We were about to take a fancy-shwancy elevator when an old, gray-haired lady in wheelchair and her family waited in line behind us.  When the elevator door opened with a pleasant ding, I was first to walk into it.  Mom, being ever so courteous, let the old lady went on the elevator first.  Unexpectedly, all her family squeezed in following the wheelchair and there was no space left for my mom with our carry-on luggage.  The elevator door quickly closed with a ding. At the corner of the fully loaded elevator seeing my mom disappeared after the ding, I was filled with fear and anger.  My expression was changing fast, my eyes couldn’t hold up tears, and when I was about to cry out loud the elevator dinged open again.  My mom was anxiously waiting outside, and I busted out the door, started crying and pounded mom with my fists.  Here is my mom side of the story (she wrote the rest of this paragraph) – the elevator door closed so quickly, and I couldn’t get William out in time with wheelchair, people, and luggage blocking him from the door.  I lifted the heavy carry-on luggage and not feeling the heavy weight at all.  All cells in my body burst out the whole energy like there was no tomorrow.  I frantically ran down the stairs without knowing how long the flight of stairs would be, and it ended up to be only one long flight.  I waited outside of the elevator door, and after the door slowly opened, wheelchair rolled out, William was like a bullet flying to me with twisted face and tears all over.  Fortunately he calmed down quickly, and the photo below was taken after we boarded the plane, happy again!

For our last stop, I will turn forward the hands of time to merely a week before today, as I am writing this blog.  Dad discovered a huge housefly flying around in the kitchen.  He attempted killing it with a newspaper roll, but missed.  The fat fly was never to be seen again.  Mom reasoned that since the fly was so fat, it must have fly disease such as fly-diabetes and fly-high-blood-pressure.  Although dad missed, the blow was traumatizing enough to give the fly a heart attack.  Mom said that it must have fainted and fallen right into the trash can.  After she made her statement, we both laughed our butts off. 

Welcome back to the present.  Hope you enjoyed your ride.  One question: what funny memories do you possess? 


Coping with COVID-19 (by William)

COVID-19 distance learning/Safer at Home order has affected me in many ways. Some good aspects of this experience include: Having more time to relax throughout the day and make good use of time to refresh or “sharpen the saw” as suggested by Sean Covey in the Seven Habits of Highly Effective Teens. I have been spending lots of time with my family, and have more time to practice my hobbies, like practicing the piano. In this special time, I have discovered that music has a healing miracle for people of all ages. Since social distancing started back in March, I have been video call my grandma and play piano for her every day. By listening to my singing and playing the piano, she enjoys the power of music. The happier she is, the stronger her immune system will be. Playing piano brings me peace of mind, just like what Walt Disney once said, “Why worry? If you’ve done the very best you can, worrying won’t make it any better.”
However, every coin has two faces. Since all homework is now online, I have a little too much screen-time. Also, distance learning lacks the everyday engagement and participation found in all classrooms. Our family is very lucky because we can work from home, but many others may have to work at the frontlines or have lost their jobs. I hope they are safe and healthy, and the economy can bounce back soon. I do miss school and can't wait for school to open again.


And Then There Were None Essay (By William)

Discuss the role of the poem Ten Little Soldiers in Agatha Christie's novel And Then There Were None. Why does the murderer choose to follow the poem so closely? What effect does this have on the characters?

            Will you go insane if trapped on an island with nobody to rescue you? What if a secret murderer is hiding on the very island with you? Agatha Christie’s And Then There Were None takes place on Soldier Island of the coast of Devon in England. The background is around 1950 to 1960. In the novel, the murderer Judge Wargrave closely follows a poem, Ten Little Soldier Boys. He does this to strike unnatural fear into the rest of the houseguests. Wargrave’s main goal is to make the other guests suspicious of each other. At the same time, he tries to direct attention away from himself. Unlike most other murder mysteries, Wargrave practically drops no clues that he is U. N. Owen. His victims each die in a very specific way as stated by the poem. Through the story, caution between guests increases little by little each time death claims another victim. Due to Wargrave’s strict following of the poem and stealth, many guests are terrified of what will happen next, and some even go mad.

            Wargrave follows the poem in his murders so strictly to strike mortal fear and suspicion between his fellow guests. An example of the suspicion he strikes is while Lombard scales the cliff, looking for hiding spots, “But habit wouldn’t make him bring the whole outfit down here! It’s only in books people carry revolvers around as a matter of course” (Amplify 8, Line 194). This quote is aforementioned by Blore to Armstrong privately. Blore gets increasingly suspicious of Lombard due to his revolver which was brought along to Soldier Island. He feels that bringing a revolver to a pleasant social visit is unnecessary and peculiar. A way to explain this quote is Blore doesn’t know who the murderer is, but would desperately like to know. Due to his lack of understanding of U.N.Owen’s plotting and coming up with a perfect place and time for murder, Blore starts to mistrust the most likely of suspects. At this point in the story, the remaining guests all feel a strong need to either escape from Soldier Island or find out who the murderer is. Another example of the trepidation and mistrust that Wargrave implements into the story is when the house is thoroughly searched with no adequate results, “Look here—not to mince matters—you didn’t give her an overdose, did you?” (Amplify 9, Line 24). This quote is also expressed by Blore. Moments before, Blore had confronted Armstrong with a brick-red face (a very agitated expression). The two men engage in a heated argument but are stopped by Lombard who claims that they are all in the same boat. As with Lombard when he descended the island’s sheer cliff, Blore suspects Armstrong is the murderer. Blore remembers the events from the night before, and assumes that the doctor poisoned both Anthony Marston and Ethel Rogers. After all, Armstrong carried all his equipment to the island whilst traveling. It is reasonable to suspect that Armstrong takes a strong dose of medicine along with him. This is another situation caused by U.N.Owen’s tight pursuit to follow the poem in his crimes. Last but not least, the fear caused by the plight the guests suffered caused Vera Claythorne to gradually get convinced that Armstong was U.N.Owen. She let out her ideas to Lombard in an outburst, “If a doctor went mad, it would be a long time before any one suspected. And doctors overwork and have a lot of strain” (Amplify 10, Line 46). Claythorne was similar to all of her fellow guests, but it was the fear of death that caused her to believe that the murderer was Armstrong. As the story goes, she would stay that way until finding the body of Armstrong with Lombard. Claythorne is very afraid of death and her guilt of murdering Cyril Hamilton weighs her down. She is also constantly dragged down with hallucinations and fear. Unlike some of the other men, fear is one of her biggest flaws. It leads her to suspect other people, instead of collaborating in a team effort to find who the murderer is. To sum up, Wargrave was able to deploy the poem and deaths in order to strike fear and suspicion into the fellow guests.

            As a result of U.N.Owen’s uniformity with the soldier boy poem, all of the people seem to become increasingly cautious. One example of the increasing cautiousness of the remaining visitors is when Blore, Armstrong, and Lombard hear a furtive footfall as they are about to inspect the upper floor, “Armstrong grasped Blore’s arm. Lombard held up an admonitory finger” (Amplify 8, Line 214). As the three intrepid men embark on the last part of their search, they discover somebody sneaking around in the servant’s room. They take detailed precautions before sneaking up the stairs and barging into “U.N.Owen’s” hiding spot. To their dismay, they find a dead Mrs. Rogers on the bed and Mr. Rogers whose hands are full of belongings. On a regular pleasant social visit, no visitors would take admonitory precautions and barge into other people’s rooms. U.N.Owen had set the visitors very well. Since the deaths of Marston and Rogers, the guests had conferred that there was a murderer on the island. Once reaching the mysterious conclusions, everybody on the island asked themselves questions similar to, “Am I going to be next?” or, “Who is the actual murderer?” The building up of suspicion caused increasing amounts of vigilance. Another example is when Rogers is not in his room, and Lombard goes rapping at Blore’s room, “The latter opened it cautiously. His hair was tousled and his eyes were still dim with sleep” (Amplify 11, Line 18). The fear and suspicion in the mysterious plight control the visitors’ actions. It is almost as if the guests are innocent marionettes being manipulated by U.N.Owen. When Lombard went a-rapping on Blore’s chamber door, Blore was roused and opened it slowly, half-expecting to be exterminated by the unknown rapper. Every action taken by the guests is now slow, unexpecting, careful, and vigilant. None of the out-of-towners fully trust one another. They just mutually benefit by having somebody to talk to, therefore not going insane. One final example of the increasing prudence is when Judge Wargrave summons a mini-court of the five remaining vacationers after Emily Brent is found dead, “Not if we are careful. We must be very careful. . .” (Amplify 13, Line 18). This quote is ironic, as the big bad wolf is telling the herd of pigs to stay safe and careful. Wargrave says this after mentioning to stay together and not take any risks. In other words, he is trying to direct attention away from himself. At the time being in the story, he is making the others suspect him less, although his fellow vacationers don’t have any idea that he is the true slayer. To a reader who hasn’t read the end of the story, Wargrave is justly advising the guests what to do to not be killed. He shows his growing caution as well, for the decreasing amount of people on the island means that he will soon be suspected. All in all, Wargrave implements the soldier boy poem, making the other vacationers much more cautious and on-guard.

Furthermore, the strict usage of the poem in murder doesn’t just make the guests more cautious, but it also drives some of them mad. One example of the madness that the situation has bent the guests into is on the second day, right before General MacArthur’s murder, ‘He said very gently and softly: “Leslie . . . ?”’ (Amplify 8, Line 144). This quote explains that MacArthur seems somewhat “offbeat” by the start of the next day. Claythorne talks to him right before this quote is whispered. She sees him to have turned eccentric because of the last night’s events. Due to the traumatizing deaths in a row, MacArthur knows the end is near for all of the guests. When Claythorne greets him, he just sits on a rock waiting for his life to end. It is almost as if he foresees that everybody on the island would eventually meet their doom. Claythorne apparently does not like hearing what the general has to say. The general’s fear and suspicion have been converted into madness. He blabbers on about how his wife, Leslie was always so beautiful and very jubilant and content. A few moments after he admits to having sent Arthur Richmond off to his death, he seems to be in the middle of a daydream or hallucination, unaware of everything around him. He believes that Leslie is waiting right behind and that Vera Claythorne does not exist anymore. Another example of the vacationers being driven mad is when the remainder of the guests find Mr. Rogers dead, hit in the back of the head, “She began laughing wildly again. Dr. Armstrong strode forward. He raised his hand and struck her a flat blow on the cheek” (Amplify 11, Line 71). After the guests find Mr. Rogers’s corpse, Vera Claythorne starts laughing and doesn’t stop until given a forceful slap from the doctor, which helps her clear her senses. She fell into hysteria after considering that the next person who dies shall be stung by a bee. Everybody is surprised when she bursts out in uncontrollable laughter and hysteria, for Claythorne is known for keeping her cool and level-headedness, even in a most unfortunate situation. Her temporary hysterical behavior is caused when she sees yet another person dead, this time “chopped in half” from chopping sticks. U.N.Owen set the vacationers up in an unforgettable trap that none of the guests will escape from. Due to Claythorne’s extreme avoidance of death, she blenched when seeing the dead body, and fell into a hysterical state. One last example of U.N.Owen’s master plan that made many guests delirious is when Emily Brent was found dead in her knitting chair, “stung by a bee” “For the first time his voice was uneven, almost shrill. It was as though even his nerves, seasoned by a long career of hazards and dangerous undertakings, had given out at last” (Amplify 12, 108). Even Lombard, one of the best guests at remaining somewhat calm in a situation, started to lose his unruffled state. After finding the fifth death on the island, Wargrave calls the mini-court back together. Lombard, who is a placid character up until then, suddenly loses it. It is as if his training through hazards and all sorts of dangers had caved under surges of pressure and emotion. U.N.Owen had been a bigger bad wolf than even Lombard, the “big bad wolf.” For these reasons, Wargrave uses the orderly planning of murders, driving some guests mad while he does so.

In conclusion, Judge Wargrave is able to use the soldier boy poem in his murder plot. The murder may be considered a “masterpiece,” as the poem perfectly aligns with how each guest of Soldier Island is killed. Wargrave follows the rhyme to strike fear, mistrust, and suspicion into his victims. The fellow guests notice that the deaths coincide perfectly with the rhyme, but this only bewilders and puzzles them more as they search for who is the actual murderer. Being given special “treatment” by U.N.Owen, the visitors become more cautious by the minute. All of them hang on to life very grittily, but all are weighed down by guilt and hopelessness. In addition to this, some of the guests are driven mad. Wargrave was able to use the poem to the best of his advantage. First, the rhyme acted as a perfect distraction and sidekick to Wargrave, using it to strike mortal terror into victims. His victims would lose morale and feel helpless. Second, the guests would become more cautious and vigilant. This way, the remaining guests would focus more on their own well being rather than directly suspect Wargrave. Finally, some guests turned into “delirious beasts” because of the plight that they faced. Due to this, the other guests who were not demented wouldn’t focus their full attention wondering if the Judge was the mysterious slayer. Simply put, Ten Little Soldier Boys was an essential part of Agatha Christie’s novel, And Then There Were None. Now you know the fate of the ten vacationers in the novel, do you think you will be driven mad being stranded on an island?