Sunday, 4 November 2012

Perfection


The other day, I was in Portuguese class and couldn't think of anything else but coming home and write. I was depressed that day, so I wrote this:

Perfection.
People think they have a purpose in life, which varies from person to person. But their real purpose is to be perfect, achieving perfection. This is the common goal of the human being.
But why do we want something that we'll never achieve? Why do we fight so much for something that sooner or later, ends up destroying us? I don't know.
Certainly man has tried so hard to reach this end, they forgot to reflect on its costs. We tried to stop the war, the infidels, those who did not meet its duty, but never thought of where actually all these thing come from. Wasn't because he thought the world without Jews was a perfect world that Hitler sent slay them? Wasn't because we want to achieve a perfect technology where we don't have to move to go anywhere, that the world is how it is?
And talking about someone whose goal is to reach the top of happiness, the top of his job, someone who wants to be the most important. This person tries and tries but never gets there... Okay, maybe he'll get to the top of his jog (if he's lucky and work very hard for it), but he will never reach true happiness, because their concept is very relative and, as he is so keen to get there, he will never see that he's been there for a while. Human beings think happiness doesn't bring suffering, and if it brings it, it isn't happiness anymore. But don't we say this one comes with a little suffering? So why aren't we happy? Surely all of us have already suffered and smiled. So, what do we want more?
The answer is simple: perfection.
We think perfection is such a good thing, that when reached, there is no better. Well, perfection is the worst of all drugs that could ever take. It wears us, turns us against each other, consumes us, and without realising we deliver us so entirely to it we stop caring about the others. We blind ourselves without even realising it, or without even caring. And if, by chance, we reach perfection, we are without purpose, we have no reason to live, we are left with nothing. Empty.
I'm not saying we shouldn't try to reach it, but that we do it carefully, cautiously, and then we may be happy.


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Don't know if it made a lot of sense, but I thought i should publish it.
Hope you enjoy!

C.R.

Saturday, 3 November 2012

Free Four: Tobias tells the story, knife throwing scene


Hi again!!
In the previous message (Divergent), we resumed the story a little bit. Now its time for us to say what we think about it!
For starters, Veronica Roth (the author of the book) knows so well how to describe a war! She writes extremely well for teens, because the book has everything to need to hold our attention, a little fiction, a little romance, humour and of course a revolt. The author can write a love story in a very subtle, but at the same time disturbing way, that makes us want to read more and more. The fact that something important is always happening also captures our curiosity.
We want to talk about a particular scene from the book: the scene where Four shoots daggers at Tris. For us, this scene was one of the best ones, especially after reading Free Four (this exact scene viewed from Four's perspective), where we could see his point of view, his feelings for Tris and as far as we know a little of his own initiation... Anyway, if you get to read Divergent, you have to read Free Four as well, and then you can realise what we mean.
"Divergent" has so many details ... We are able to imagine ourselves in the role of Tris, passing each hallway, talking with each character.
Just to give an idea of ​​how addictive this book is one of us read it in a day and a half and the other in three days (only because she couldn't read faster, otherwise she would have nothing last to read at holidays). The book has 250 pages.
Well, I guess we can't say much more, because it would lose all the funny!!







C.R.


Friday, 2 November 2012

Divergent

This is one of our favourite books, so we'll start talking about it.
This book tells the story of Beatrice Prior, who lives in a society distorted by the various factions: the Abnegation ( the selfless ones), the Erudite (the intelligent ones), the Amity (the peaceful ones), the Dauntless (those who are brave), and the Candor (who value honesty). In the Ceremony of Choice, which all sixteen year's old have to choose the faction they want to belong for the rest of their lives, Beatrice has three options: the Erudite, the Dauntless, or her actual faction, Abnegation. She ends up renouncing to her family, by selecting the Dauntless, unlike her brother, Caleb, who chose the Erudite, the enemy faction of Abnegation.
Beatrice changes her name to Tris, 'cause she wants to start a whole new life. During her initiation, she meets Christina, Will and Al, who will become her best friends, in fact, the only friends she's ever had. Peter, another initiate, soon starts to hate Tris.
Four, her instructor, a tall, blue-eyed, eighteen boy begins to pay special attention to Tris.
However, Peter, Al and others who dislike Tris start attacking her, trying to throw her from a huge height. When she was about to fall, Four helps her, and Al, who is deeply sorry about what he has done, asks Tris to forgive him. She didn't. He couldn't live with the guilt, so he killed himself.
Four and Tris end up falling in love, while a deep change in the society they live is happening.
The Erudite created a serum that can control the population, except the Divergent (those who have an aptitude for more than one faction, as Tris and Four)
Against his will, and in self-defence, Tris kills Will, while he was under the influence of the simulation, and she started to feel very bad about herself.
A novel not to be missed, highly recommended!

 



C.R.