Lord of the Flies: Chapter 6

Lord of the Flies

Chapter 6 - Beast From Air
"I've Only Got One Eye"

Perspective: Piggy

Ralph said he wanted a sign from the grown ups. I haven't seen a sign, I didn't see a dead aviator from a battle above the island drop down and land when I was sleeping. I don't know how the grown ups would get us a message anyway, all the way to our island. The only thing up on the mountain is that beast Samneric were talking about. The talk of the beast seems interminable, no matter what the conversation starts off as it ends with the beast, the beast is a monster, a leviathan from the ocean, the beast is a ghost, the beast doesn't exist! Now the beasts seen marching around the forest, with it's eyes, teeth, and claws, as Samneric put it. They came down the mountain, arms flailing, never diffident when describing the beast. There isn't a beast, there never has been, it's just stupid storys of stupid kids.

Now everyones gone off to hunt the beast that doesn't exsist. Everyone but me. I couldn't first of all I only have one eye, since Jack broke my glasses I really only have one. The others as good as dead, I can't see a thing without the glass. Then there's my asthma, I couldn't breath, it was horrible, and Jack points it out, as a weakness. Says I'm being protected, well someone had to be in charge of the littl'uns. He says sucks to the littl'uns. I say sucks to him. It seems me and Jack will always be embroiled.

Lord of the Flies: Chapter 5

Lord of the Flies

Chapter 5 - Beast from Water
"The Beast Inside"
Perspective: Simon

We let the fire go out. We had to talk. The fire was just the start of the problems Ralph pointed out. He said we couldn't do what we'd said we would. Like drinking water out of the coconut shells, building good shelters, and only doing short by the rocks. It was a little ludicrous to believe we ever could, and I'm not sure if it will get done now. That discursive ending means they might not even remember what this meeting was about. The meeting represents life on the island, we're losing our civility. Slowly gravitating towards the dirtiest things about human kind our instincts, the savageness, the wish to kill, and the wish for nce. It's breaking out leaders apart, and with it it's breaking us. I feel an obligation to join Jack, but I couldn't do it. I just sat there with Ralph, because he's trying for order, and we need order.

The there's our fear. The little ones that cry in the night lamentation, tossing and turning over the thoughts of the beast, the effigy of the growing fear. Even the Big'uns feel it know, when they have their turned. I know the thing that Percival saw was me, but the others are not satisfied. We are the only true beasts on the island. I couldn't tell them, they wouldn't listen, the words stuck in my throat. But I knew the dirtiest thing, the dirtiest thing is us. What we are becoming, where we will go to for guidance. It's coming, moving wildly through the forest tempestuosly gaining on us, the dirtiest thing is Jack.

Lord of the Flies: Chapter 4

Lord of the Flies

Chapter 4 - Long Hair and Painted Faces
"We Needed the Meat"

Perspective: Jack

This island has no secrets, not from me. It loves me, and I love it, and when I paint my face I'm a part of the island. The swarthiness of my face hidden behind the clay and charcoal. I leave behind England, it's not important anymore, our island is all that matters. The rhythm of the hunt, the sun, beats deep in my blood. The littl'uns play, eat, and sleep, there good for nothing and just take up precious space on my island.
I couldn't have known a ship would pass at the exact moment my hunters left the fire. We needed the meat. Everything was perfect, the pigs on the mountain, the hunters and our spears, we had to go then. The hunt was perfect, the gouts and gouts of blood, the pigs death screams. But that stupid boat went by, and destroyed my trophy.
Then Simon, stupid little Simon, gives the fat belligerent Fatty a piece of meat. He doesn't deserve it, the fat, ass-mar infected, fatty. The know-it-all that says he could do better, he wouldn't he'd do the exact same thing in my shoes. Damn him, damn them all! They should have just taken the meat. Then Ralph stands there and tells me I'm too malevolent. I even apologized. He doesn't deserve to be chief, he's weak. He wouldn't do it, he wouldn't kill. There's power behind the spear, impalpable to people like Ralph. We dominate those pigs. Now that we have found the way to kill the pigs, we don't even need to be rescued. It doesn't matter that there was no fire to signal the ship, because we needed the men for the hunt, and I don't regret it anymore because now we have meat.

Lord of the Flies: Chapter 3

Lord of the Flies

Chapter 3 - The Huts on the Beach
"Shelter from the Beast"
Perspective: Ralph

They all run off, the littl'uns. I'm left here to build the huts, just me and Simon. Jack's hunters come back empty handed, they go to bathe, Jack comes back and doesn't say anything about our hard work. No one works, they talk about it with serious faces, we'll build shelters, we'll build jet planes, then they run off. I wish some of them were officious instead of the errant beings they've become. With all the work left to me, the vicissitudes of the job are starting to get to me, and I know Jack wants to be chief, that's why we can't seem to get along. But he doesn't care about the littl'uns he doesn't listen to their screaming at night, it softens my heart to hear them when they're martyred. But once the shelters are built, the nightmares should abate. Still, I'm beinging to think Jack only cares for himself, not even himself sometimes, since he seems to have to wish to be rescued. He only s for his kill, his bloody victory. We don't even need meat, theres no need for death, but he continues his trek. It makes me angry, the greatest need on this islands is obviously the need to get off the island, but he lets his hunters slack off when they're tending the fire.
Of course then there's Simon who never has to be induced to help, but at the same time will wander off without a word. Still as the only one to help build the tents, Simon is useful. But he's the only one, we won't be able to last out the year, not without good workers.

Lord of the Flies: Chapter 2

Lord of the Flies

Chapter 2 - Fire on the Mountain
"Just a Bunch of Kids"

Perspective: Piggy

There just a bunch of kids they are, playing a game. This is not a game, it's real life, and we have to fight to survive. Now all the fire wood is gone, along with most of our chances to signal a ship. This island is useless, its hot all the wood is dead, and the beastie is roaming the forest. Then it turns into the tendrils of creepers, so we can't confirm it doesn't exist, and now we've lost the birth mark boy, lost him to the forest, lost him to the fire, lost him to the beastie, so he can't even speak for his visions. I hope we get rescued soon, because I don't know if Ralph can keep leading them, keep leading these kids. But I'm not sure how, I think we just have to tough it through, and make sure we last. The future is inscrutable, but as long as we keep to the rules, and we think everything through, we should be okay.

I brought the conch I did, to the top of the mountain, I brought order. What'd they do? They stole my specs, I couldn't to anything, could hardly see my hand I could. Used my specs to start a fire, used the fire to burn down the mountain. I told them what they'd done, me with the conch in hand, but no one listens to me, no one listens to Piggy. But as soon as Ralph says the word, they stare is rapt attention.

I'm the only one with any sense left. I'm the only one that successfully resisted the compulsion of this , they've all gone wild, they've all become savage. Even Ralph, the one I chose to be a leader. He told me to shut up, and never shows a sign of him being contrite. As I sleep I can't help myself, I dream of the island. Of the boat that will bring us home. All we have to do is stick to the conch. But already the law unfolds.

Lord of the Flies: Chapter 1

Lord of the Flies
Chapter One: The Sound of the Shell

“Why is it so hot?”

By Simon

It happened so fast, all the sudden to find myself on the island. If someone had told me before that I would be stranded on an island I would have told them that was incredulous. But somehow I am. I’m not sure what happened one second we were in the plane then the plane was on the ground and we had to scramble out. Good thing, the choir stayed together, who knows what would have happened if Jack hadn’t been there to direct us. But he’s always being so negative, and controlling, even on this beautiful island, the clear water, but while the trees are so tall and the fronds protect us from the sun, it’s still so hot and Jack won’t let us take off our togs not even our stupid hambone frills. He doesn’t like me I think, he would never give me a hand, it’s always “Get up Simon!” Never a, “Are you okay?”

So I’m glad he wasn’t made leader, because I think the boy Ralph seems nice enough, he invited me to go explore with him. He seems like he’d make a good leader. Plus he has the conch, and the conch has the power to bring us all together, which is good since we would never have been able to see who else was on the island is the conch wasn’t there to signal us. I'm glad we heard the conch, while being under Jack is great and all, it's better with Ralph. I remember the happiness that swelled in my chest when we heard the horn and Jacks said there was a man with a blow horn, but all it was was a boy with a shell, and now we know we're all alone. So now we’re going to be hunters, all of us in the choir. But I don’t know how much longer all of us are going to listen to Jack, Ralph gave Jack the choir, but the choir didn't say that we'd obey him, we’ll have to make our own decisions of who we’re going to follow.

From what I saw from on top of the mountain this island is pretty glamorous, but even though it's wild, there are creepers everywhere. Creepers, trees, and pigs. Only us boys from the plane here, and I don’t think I’ll ever see that pilot again if the plane went into the ocean, so no adults. There's no protection from the sun it's so hot here, I almost fainted, well I did, but only for a second.

If I Were Stranded on an Island

If I was stranded on an island and I could choose not to be alone I would pick my sister, because I trust her to keep my alive. So I could sacrifice her to whatever was trying to eat me. The I would pick Carly because she's my friend and I wouldn't want to be lonely. Besides I would probably need someone to keep me from going crazy. The last person I would take would be my friend Andy because he's been camping before so would probably have some knowledge of being in the wild and know how to survive.

To help us survive in the wild. I would bring a machete. It's already been proven to be helpful on survival trips, it must have been because they always use it in Survivor. Because it is very useful for different things and I could use it to build shelter and to fend off hostile beings if the need arose. I'd also bring a piece of flint, so I could start a fire it would scare off the bigger animals, and I could use it to cook food and to boil water. Then I would bring one more thing, I would bring I radio, one of the ones that you can speak to the airwaves through, even though it doesn't work in Gilligan's Island so I can tell the rescuers to pick me up. The radio would be a fancy wilderness explorer radio that also came with a G.P.S. that shows latitude and longitude. So I would be able to tell my rescuer's exactly where I was. After that I would make a signal fire so the planes would easily see me, then I would be off the island. I hope those objects along with the three objects of each person I'm bringing with me helps me to survive my island experience.

I'm not sure why I was on the island to begin with since. I obviously knew beforehand that I would be stranded on an island since I brought all my survival tools with me. Justin was sad that I didn't bring him, so I think I would be able to sneak him into my suitecase.