My least favourite place is most definitely the dentist. The piercing sounds of the drills sends a shiver down my spine just thinking about it. Then there is the smell; I cannot find a way to describe it, it is just horrible. Not to mention the intimidating faces glaring up at you when you walk in..
I could feel my heart pounding with fear, my palms becoming moist with anxiety. I turned to my left, lifted my hand and pressed down on the button carefully. The window went down, I was desperate for some fresh air as the car was bursting with despair. I was expecting this journey to go smoothly but it left me and my mum in horror. Our situation was quite possibly the worst combination of things; on a steep hill queuing in traffic with the petrol gauge on red, on our way to the dentist. It doesn't get any worse than that. It felt as if a swarm of butterflies were fluttering in my stomach. I looked at my watch, we had been queuing for around ten minutes, yet this short amount of time felt like hours. The thought of being late for our dentist appointment didn't bother me, it was the fact that we could break down at any moment. I turned to look at my mum, in hope that she would be looking positive; she was the complete opposite which wasn't the slight bit reassuring. She was clutching onto the steering wheel with dear life, with her eyes fixed onto the cars in front. This increased my concern unbelievably, and it felt as if my heart was either going to explode into a million pieces or literally jump out of my mouth.
The traffic began to move slowly but surely. We were gradually approaching the top of the hill at last, and it felt like a great humongous weight had been lifted from my quivering shoulders. I felt like jumping for joy when we had reached the top, but of course due to being in a confined space, I couldn't express my relief the way I wished so I decided to just smile. I peered at the time again with curiosity, it read 4:25. We had just five minutes to reach our destination; the determination on my mums face was unreal.
Then finally, despite slight delay, we pulled up, I unstrapped my seatbelt and stepped out of the car enthusiastically. I never ever thought this day would come; me actually being overjoyed with our arrival at the dentist.
Tuesday, 11 October 2011
Monday, 3 October 2011
Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert- Questions
1. Whose voice is speaking in the extract?
From reading the extract, I think the narrative voice is in their teenage years, because although using a chatty, phatic style, they do use some formal language. Also the quote 'which they don't teach you in school' indicates they are possibly still in education.
2. How is the voice created?
The narrative voice comes across as quite clever because of the vocabulary used; 'exquisite', 'eloquent', for example. The fact they use quite a chatty style of writing and descriptive language, it makes it more interesting for the reader.
3. What is the register of the voice in the passage?
It seems like some sort of diary entry because of the chatty style. They are writing what they have been doing as if they are on some sort of holiday; perhaps they have taken a trip to Italy. 'Luca, what did the guy behind me just say? What does cafone mean?'; this indicates she's obviously not familiar with the language, which also makes me think she's on some sort of vacation.
4. How is the reader's response controlled and directed?
The narrators descriptive language, and chatty, friendly style, makes the reader want to read it and helps them to feel as if they are there, the narrator also includes lot's of detail which contributes to this. It makes it much more interesting for the reader and makes it a lot more life like.
5. What is the combined impact of this on the reader?
Due to the chatty, friendly style, it makes it more enjoyable to read, and as the descriptive language also makes the reader feel as if they are actually there, it makes it likely for the reader to become fond of the narrator, and feel their emotions.
From reading the extract, I think the narrative voice is in their teenage years, because although using a chatty, phatic style, they do use some formal language. Also the quote 'which they don't teach you in school' indicates they are possibly still in education.
2. How is the voice created?
The narrative voice comes across as quite clever because of the vocabulary used; 'exquisite', 'eloquent', for example. The fact they use quite a chatty style of writing and descriptive language, it makes it more interesting for the reader.
3. What is the register of the voice in the passage?
It seems like some sort of diary entry because of the chatty style. They are writing what they have been doing as if they are on some sort of holiday; perhaps they have taken a trip to Italy. 'Luca, what did the guy behind me just say? What does cafone mean?'; this indicates she's obviously not familiar with the language, which also makes me think she's on some sort of vacation.
4. How is the reader's response controlled and directed?
The narrators descriptive language, and chatty, friendly style, makes the reader want to read it and helps them to feel as if they are there, the narrator also includes lot's of detail which contributes to this. It makes it much more interesting for the reader and makes it a lot more life like.
5. What is the combined impact of this on the reader?
Due to the chatty, friendly style, it makes it more enjoyable to read, and as the descriptive language also makes the reader feel as if they are actually there, it makes it likely for the reader to become fond of the narrator, and feel their emotions.
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