The Old Man and the Sea - A Epic about Human's Power


 

I formerly gave up when I read the book for the first time when I was lower than fifteen times old. 

 The print of the Old Man and the ocean of that first reading was so deep that numerous times I took out the book to read and also put it down because I was hysterical by the putatively short but lengthy story in the other book. After further than fifteen times, when everything in my life was in disarray and it was necessary tore-establish numerous effects including accommodation, I had a predestined relationship with books, a Vietnamese interpretation with fairly various covers. politeness and added commentary at the end of the book for the uninitiated like me, who was five- fifteen at the time.

 To read The Old Man and the Sea, the anthology needs a certain quantum of tolerance. This isn't a thick storybook with over five hundred runners with lots of sensational events and glamorous adventures like Dan Brown's book. The feeling of reading the first runner when I've learned further about life makes me appreciate and want to continue reading until the end of each evening. The tolerance to read as it unfolds, curious to see the last runner of the book see how it ends for The Old Man and the Sea is the same as I endured with Natsume Soseki's Pillow on the Grass. It'll be veritably boring, will give up again if reading skipping when just need to know how the character's life is. 

 The story isn't seductive, it simply tells about an ordinary old Cuban fisher, in a fishing vill near Havana, no matter how the morning, the end is nearly the same. The characters are also nothing special old man Santiago, boy Manolin, many fishers, swordfish, and harpies. Yet, I was drawn into the world of fishers created by Ernest Hemingway as I read it sluggishly, broodingly, and patiently. He created an extremely rich character's inner world when portraying this old man Santiago. What makes the story closer and closer is that Santiago has a habit of harangue in front of the ocean like passing in a companion, and also integrates studies before and after each judgment. I slightly noticed where he allowed and what he said. The character's studies, words, and compliances before each event passing on the high swell make it delicate for the plot to stop. 


 The main character of the story is the old, austere Santiago, lacking in luck, his companion is forced to leave him before he voyages to the ocean after eighty- four days of failure. All these simple descriptions have incompletely portrayed the image of a fisher in his late autumn. The first event in the story is the bad luck of a gentle fisher. No one

 could believe that he'd catch such a large swordfish from similar rudimentary tools, with similar decaying health. He loved the ocean, loved the effects of the ocean, indeed loved the swordfish he caught, a veritably unmanly and pretentious swordfish. He allowed

 ," I've no way seen anyone more important, graceful, calm, noble than you, family." Although this was his luck, when forced to kill the swordfish, the old man was also veritably sad. Santiago is both endured at the ocean, and knowledgeable about numerous effects, but isn't a heroic fisher. He's naive and has commodity veritably childlike in his dreams about Napoleons, in his way of talking to the ocean, and in his geste 

 with swordfish, but he's veritably much like an idol when fighting fish. fat. However, also the harpies are no different from bandits will If the swordfish is veritably unmanly. They ate all of the swordfish the old man caught, leaving only the shell" Take those galagos. And imagine that you killed a mortal. ” So the old man was in bad luck again. His return makes the anthology no longer clear the boundaries between luck and mischance in his life. It was clear that fate had arranged it this way no matter how hard he tried. 


 What I sympathize with Santiago in the story is the loneliness in the face of life's difficulties. He has no cousins, although numerous people in the fishing and love him, are hysterical about his old age and bad luck, the boy Manolin loves him. Santiago simply calmly accepts the verity, not allowing too optimistically nor letting pessimism drown him in the ocean. He was apprehensive that he was dependent on the ocean, and after that laborious passage, he still wanted to be close to people. Each trip is a time when the old man is true to himself, commended in nature, and also returns to the community to which he's attached. Although at the end of the story, the image of the swordfish's chine and the sightseer's lack of understanding of the shell is a veritably bitter thing for the outgrowth of old Santiago's trip, I still find the description sharp of humanity. and Hemingway's affection for his character. Santiago has a nonage dream of featuring Napoleons and Manolin seems to be his coming generation. 

I'm hysterical that to talk about this book, I'm hysterical that it's delicate to synopsize in one composition. I simply participated in my immediate studies after reading the story, but suddenly fell in love with it. It indeed felt like I had set up a long-misplaced friend again. Although it's insolvable to write down everything( I suppose) Hemingway wants his compendiums to understand with him through the work, maybe The Old Man and the Turn is one of the turning points for me in the process. read and appreciate literature, especially when facing difficulties in real life. 

Hai Huynh

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