We’ve come to the end of blog post. This is the last blog post of the year, and all I have to say is about time. Just kidding, maybe. The blog posts were never that big of a deal. Just, to me at least a way to say opinion on the book in a fun way. I enjoyed this a lot because there are not always many times in Mr. Boyle’s class where we can say our opinion in a less formal way, so I thought that was nice. It was also nice to make comments on the blog posts without feeling like you were editing the post, but instead just adding on your opinion. Throughout the year when we wrote our blog posts I was one of those people that wrote the blog post on a separate document and then copied it onto the blogger website. With this last blog post I have 23 pages on the document with all of my blog posts on it. Honestly shocked that was the number of page numbers I have from writing two paragraphs almost every week. 23 pages just seems like a lot to me.
Changing the subject. In class we talked about chapter eight in the book This chapter is one of the more emotional chapters. To me the saddest part of this chapter is that no one cares about the death of Elie’s father. At times they are even encouraging it. I can understand that Elie doesn’t cry when his father dies because of his loss of innocence. When Elie says that he felt a small amount of happiness when his father died his is the part that really hit me. You can see how dehumanized everyone is. Eile loves his father. He would always motivate him to survive, even saying that his father was his only will to live, but once his father dies he is happy in some way.
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